My Savior (Imagine 3, Chandler)

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"Your such a slut!" My worst enemy spat at me. I was laying on the ground, receiving plenty of kicks, punches, and insults from the people I despise. These people are my worst enemy, Rachel, and two other girls that are dumb enough to follow her.

My breath hitched as another blow came crashing into my ribs. My vision was tunneling and my lungs were burning. "Rachel, back the hell away from (Y/N)!" I heard faintly. I had no idea who it was, who would save an outcast like me?

"Oh hey babe," she replied like she wasn't just beating my ass. It was then that I realized it was Rachel's boyfriend, Chandler Riggs.

"Don't act like you didn't hear me, back off!" He spat at her.

"Why would you stand up for this slut, she's worthless!"

"(Y/N)?" Chandler asked. I looked up from the ground, giving him my attention. "Are you a virgin?"

What an odd question. I slowly nodded my head 'yes'. "See, you're calling her a slut even when she's never had sex. And not like its a bad thing, how many times have you had sex, huh?"

No response came from Rachel, she knew she had lost this one. "You can forget about us! I tried but you're such a bitch to everyone!" Chandler yelled. I heard the sharp sound of a hand smacking against a cheek. Rachel and her gang stormed off as I lay on the ground, too hurt to move. Chandler kneeled down in front of me, a red handprint forming on his left cheek.

"Are you ok?" He asked sympathetically. That was the stupidest question I've heard all day, which is funny since I just got out of school. Dear teacher; I don't care about the mass of a proton.

"Not really," I mumbled. I started coughing like a maniac, a little bit of blood dripping from my mouth.

"Here, let me help you up," he offered his hand to me and I took it gratefully. "Need help getting back home?" He questioned.

"I'll be fine, you can leave,"

"No, I insist. You look pretty bad."

"Well you know how to make a girl feel special," I replied sarcastically.

"Sorry, but let me walk you home," he insisted once more. I finally gave up and started walking with Chandler soon following. It was silent for the first few blocks, then I thought to myself, 'why does he care so much?' I stopped in my tracks and Chandler gave me a questioning look. "Why do you care so much? I mean... No one helps me when I'm getting the shit kicked out of me."

"No one deserves to be treated like that," he mumbled looking at his feet. He looked really innocent and to be honest, really cute. He looked back up at me and stared intently with those beautiful blue eyes. "And... Ilikeyou," he said really fast.

"What was that?"

"I said I like you. I have for a long time, I just didn't know how to get out of my situation with Rachel. And when I saw her bullying you I couldn't take it anymore. I just want you to know that I want to be there and make sure no one else hurts you again." He explained with pure sincerity. I couldn't tell if he was lying or not at first, but then decided he was telling the truth. The look in his eyes said everything.

"I like you too," I confessed. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around my waist. I of course hugged back, enjoying the feeling that someone actually cared. He swayed back and forth and continued to hold me. I pulled back and looked in his eyes.

"Will you be mine? I promise I'll protect you and I won't hurt you,"

"Of course," I said with pure joy. A giant smile spread on his face from ear to ear. He pulled me back in for another hug, and I felt so safe in my savior's arms.

(A/N): Hey walkers sorry this one sucked! I just got home from track and I'm exhausted. I promise the next one will be better!!!

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