When I finally wake up, I noticed I'm not at school...
Where am I?, I thought. wait now that I think about it..I-I blacked out...I look around and see no one..How did I get here? Who brought me here? I'm so confused...I get off the couch and walk around...I suddenly hear faint whispers that are coming from up the stairs. I slowly walk up the steps to here the voice getting louder and louder with every step. I get to the door that the voice is coming from and see him the man I saw before I blacked out. He had dark brown hair and baby blue eyes. He was on the phone talking with someone...I listen in on the conversation.
"Dude can you please just cover for me just for this class? Please." The guy in the room said. I can't here what the person on the phone is saying back but I guessed that the person said sure because the guy in the room said sweet soon after. I see the guy in the room put his phone away and start to walk to the door. "Shit" I say to my self quietly running down the stairs to the couch. I hear the guy walk down the stairs and he came up to me. I pretend to sleep but I can't.
"Are you up?" He said leaning over me.
I quickly open my eyes and say "Yea. Who are you?"
He responds with "I'm Jacob"
"Cool", I said awkwardly.
"Well what's your name", he asked sitting down in the spot next to me.
'I'm nobody important', I thought.
But I knew I couldn't say that...
I sat up from the couch and said..."I'm Olivia".
"It's nice to meet you Olivia", he said giving me a small smile.
'Why is he being so nice to me'
"Why are you being so nice to me...and why did you save me...", I asked a little confused.
"Well I was walking to school and I saw these two guys hurting an innocent beautiful girl", he started.
'Wait did he just call me beautiful?'
"And I wasn't gonna stand for that...no man should hit a woman", he finished.
"O-oh well thanks", I said standing up.
I groaned in pain.
"Oh my god what happened to my stomach", I said sitting back down.
"That man Alex he hit you in the stomach pretty hard...um I know this might seem a little weird but can you lift your shirt up for a second", he asked awkwardly.
I nodded. I knew he was just trying to help. I feel like I can trust him. I lift up my shirt...it revealed a massive bruise. He looked at it with anger and sadness...he looked ready to kill...
"Are you ok", he asked me with an angry tone.
"I'm fine", I said with a fake smile.
'Of course I'm not fine, he's gonna believe me, and then never talk to me again...I know it'
And what he said next nearly made me cry...
"I don't believe you...you're not fine"
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I'm fine...no you're not (complete of book one)#watty's2016
Ficção AdolescenteWhen I say I'm fine, I'm really not fine...but it's like when I say I'm fine everyone just assumes that I am. I mean it's just easier to tell them I'm fine then what's really going on. I just want someone to look at me and say "your not fine", and t...