Fearless

Chapter 3

(Shane's POV)

Amanda needed to talk to me. Urgently it seemed.

Shane: Hey Joey I'll be right back. Amanda needs me.

Joey: Ok.

I ran upstairs and knocked on Amanda's door.

She opened the door. She was shaking and crying.

Amanda: S-s-Shane, I have something to tell you...

Shane: What is it Amanda?

She just cried harder.

(Joey's POV)

I heard crying from what I"m guessing Amanda's room. I went to go see what was going on. I walked up to see Amanda on her bed curled up in a ball, Shane sitting next to her.

Joey: *mouthing to Shane* is she ok?

Shane: *Mouthing also* I don't know.

Amanda looked up and screamed when she saw me and started shaking more. Why?

Shane: Joey, can you go for a second?

Joey: Uh yeah, sure.

I turned around and left the room, confused.

(Shane's POV)

Shane: Amanda what did you need to tell me?

She looked up at me.

Amanda: I-I-I'm scared of joey..

Did I hear her right?

Shane: You're scared of Joey?

Amanda nodded.

Shane: Why?

Amanda: The only other person who knows about this is my best friend Amanda. Back in Boston I had a boyfriend. But he was a very abusive boyfriend. He would physically and sexually abuse me. I started self harming after he first raped me. Once he saw my cuts, he took the blade I had and cut a deep cut in my stomach.

She lifted her shirt and showed me the scar.

I gasped slightly. It was terrible.

Amanda: That's partly a reason I ran away from Boston, to pursue my YouTube career while also getting away from him. the only reason I'm comfortable with you is, because, well, your a softie and I know that. I dated him for a year. May 13th 2012. I've known you for much longer, and plus you're not that strong.

She and I both giggled.

Amanda: He had very big muscles... like Joey does...

Shane: Amanda, Joey would never hurt a fly. Trust me. Get to know him and he's like a giant teddy bear.

Amanda: You sure?

Shane: Positive.

Amanda: Ok. Lets go. But stay by me? Please?

Shane: Don't worry Amanda. I will.

She smiled at me and headed for the door.

Amanda: Well, lets go!

We walked downstairs and saw joey sitting on the couch.

He turned around and Amanda kinda got behind me. I giggled.

Joey: are you ok Amanda?

Amanda: y-yeah. I'm fine. thank you for asking.

(Amanda's POV)

When he asked if I was ok, his tone sounded worried. Maybe I could start getting used to him. He seemed ok...