Chapter 2

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MARCEL'S POV

I come out of the bathroom and see that Serenity has woken up. "Hello Serenity!" I say "Why am I at your flat Marcel?" She asked. "Well I guess you got Harry mad, and he knocked you out, but I think you'll be ok." I say "oh well I'd better go home." "Alright, I'll drive you there" she takes the offer on the way to her flat I look at her I really look and I see pain, but I don't say anything because I don't want her to get angry or upset. "See you tomorrow Marcel!" "Bye!" I don't know if I like like her or if I like her as a friend. She is beautiful but not my type ill leave her for another guy she's way out of my league. I don't know why harry is so cruel to her. Yea Yea I know his dad used to beat his mum but does he really have to make a girl feel how his mum felt he knows it hurts. I don't think he has been taking his anger pills.

SERENITY'S POV

I Fucking hate my life. Why do have to be the one Harry hates. I just came to the school today and already got knocked out. Im going to be dead if it keeps going at this rate! I go into the kitchen and grab a small knife, and start to cut. I have never cut before it hurt but it felt good at the same time so I do it more. I have about 5 cuts, and I'm bleeding all over but at least I feel better. I wrap up my wrist with a towel and go to sleep. I wake up to my alarm clock it's 6:30 school starts at 7:00 I hop in the shower and brush my teeth then I put on a hoodie to hide my cuts with jeans. I walk to the bus stop and wait, but the suddenly i remember I seen Harry on the bus I just forgot it was him. Ill just sit in the front. I get on Harry stands up I sit down in the first seat "Why don't you sit back here Serenity" NO NO NO this isn't happening but before I knew it his handy griped me very tight and he yanked me to the back. We sat in the back. And I ask "Why do you hate me?!" "BECAUSE YOUR AN UGLY WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!" I can't help it I feel my face getting hot and tomato red oh and here comes the tears. "Aww the little bitch is crying" I get up to move but he sits me down aggressively I groan in pain. I feel like his problem is that he has not felt someone love him for a long time so I hug him tight he resists a bit and the he moves his hand up. I flinch "Please don't hit me Harry". "I-I wasn't I really hurt you huh" "Yea" and I hug him this time he hugs me back

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