(Previously known as: The Life of the Bullied)
~How can you say you love someone, when you can't even love yourself?~
"I love you, Sarah Emilia Hall."
"I-I think you should leave." I could literally see the life drain out of his eyes when I sa...
A/N: Can you believe that we're at frickin' TWENTY chapters?! OMG What? Bet you weren't expecting this update. ;) OK anyways, I hope you like this chapter like always and if you read this comment 'blueberries' XD. Also thank you all so much for getting us into 800 votes like OMG? And I guess I just want to say can you all please continue to support this story and me...I've decided TO ENTER THE WATTYS!!! Anyhow, thank you all for your continued support.
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Chapter: 20- Past Relationships
❤Sarah's POV❤
James was nervously looking around the car before he began to speak. "I know I should've told you this sooner, but it's true. There was a time where Brittany and me were together." At the sound of that I could already feel the hitch in my breath, my throat closing as my eyes began to water. No matter if I had already decided Brittany was telling the truth and they had been together, keyword had, I was still a little upset with the idea and not totally comfortable with it. I really hoped I would be soon though.
"O-okay..." Clearing my throat I motioned for James to continue talking, I didn't think I could have actually said that considering the fact that if I talked anymore I probably would have broke down right then and there. Looking out the window at the park I yearned to be standing back on that bridge, staring out at the pond with little worry in my mind. Oh what I'd give to be there instead of here talking about this. But it was time I did this or I feared I'd never be able to.
"Hey, Sarah look at me." Startled out of my stupor I quickly looked over at James who grabbed my chin gently when I immediately began turning my face away. He must have seen the few tears in the corner of my eyes as he gently moved his hand up, wiping them away as he smiled softly at me. "Don't cry. Please, you're way too beautiful to be crying."
Laughing hoarsely as I looked at him, I shook my head as I stared at him. "I'm not crying, I'm not going to cry over her." My voice was firm, and it seemed to reassure James as he nodded quickly, smiling at me as he finally began to talk again.
"OK, um...even though we were a 'thing' it was only for a short while. You know how I had to repeat my sophomore year?" When I nodded he began again. "Well there's more than one way you have to do that. I was good at my studies, you know since I had to be if I wanted to stay on the team, anyway I was. It's just that last year during school I had a family problem come up. I was out a lot after that, instead of in school I was hanging out with the wrong crowd, doing things I shouldn't of been doing, trying to forget about my problems at home."
James stopped for a moment, looking out the window as he took a deep breath. I could tell this was bringing up memories for him, things he most likely didn't won't to remember. I could tell it was hard for him, and without knowing what I should do to comfort him I finally decided on holding his hand, smiling in support when he looked back at me a little shocked.
"You know that was around the time I ended up getting most of my tattoos. I was always away from home, and sometimes I just needed something to do to stay out longer. I forged my moms name so the tattoo artist never questioned it, and as long as he got the money I was sure he really didn't care so I ended up with a lot." Shaking his head he took another breath before he smiled at me a little forced if I was to be honest.
