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A/N: Pls read the Authors Note at the end of the chapter(:

Grace.

Saying yesterday's beating when I came back from the hospital was bad, would be obvious. They didn't seem to understand reasons at all. Every single part of my body was aching in so many different ways, it even hurt to blink, maybe because of the punch that my dad gave me in the eye. However, even with all the pain, I had to stand up for school today and wake up even more early since the walk there will take me more time because of the crutches. I showered just like Doctor Quentin told me to, afterwards I put my uniform on and blow dried my straight hair, putting a headband with a black bow on. I brushed my teeth and finally put my shoes on. The bruises from yesterday mixed up with the bruises I had from the day the car hit me, which somehow benefits me, because I won't have to explain anything other than the black eye.

I tried to walk downstairs as silent as I could, which was a fail because of the crutches, but for my good luck my parents didn't woke up. As something to eat, I decided to eat one of the chocolates Chris gave me since I knew that there would be nothing to eat in the kitchen other than the nasty things my parents eat.

I managed to put my backpack over one shoulder and with that, I started walking to school more slow than a snail probably, and let's just say that the heavy backpack that I'm carrying isn't helping that much, it's even falling off my shoulder, and it's making me tired. I stopped in my tracks and started crying of frustration, this can't be worse I want to go fast but I can't and I'll be late for school.

"You could've told me" A voice from behind me talked, no one other but Chris Lanzon.

"Told you what?" I asked wiping away tears from my cheeks. He stood there looking as handsome as always even though he was serious.

"To wait for you outside your house. I can help you" he said and grabbed my backpack from my shoulder without even asking.

"I didn't want to bother you. You've done so much for me these last days I feel bad because I can't give you back" I answered looking down, making sure he didn't saw my bruised eye.

"You don't bother me." He said placing a hand in my back which sent some type of sparkly feeling through my body.

"You can go, you're gonna be late" I told him.

"We're far from getting late, Grace. We could even stop at an ice cream shop and still be early to school" he laughed and I did as well. I guess I took a lot of time.

We started walking to school, him carrying my backpack for me.

"So... do you feel better?" Chris asked as we continued to walk, it's so frustrating wanting to walk faster with these things.

"Yeah thanks for asking. Where are Ethan and Jakob?" I asked still looking down. I know I promised him I would not hide any bruise from him, but it's just that I don't want him to feel annoyed or something like that.

"They're already at school, they had to go early because the principal called their parents" Chris laughed. This, for some reason, doesn't surprise me at all.

"What did they made?" I asked, last week of school and they're still messing around.

"Yesterday, there was a Math pop quiz and they didn't studied. Mr.Robinson forgot the quizzes at the Teachers room so he told Ethan to go for them and Jakob asked to go to the bathroom. Next thing you know all the school is evacuated because the fire alarm went off but there was no fire at all. Ethan and Jakob turned it on" Chris said and I started laughing. I'm honestly not surprised like I said. When I imagine Ethan and Jakob, I imagine them as the type of guys who would do this.

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