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Kayla's P.O.V

Hey i'm Kayla. I just got out of the rat hole people call high school. High school wasn't all that bad for me. Until I met this guy... David. When I first saw him I thought he was perfect. His eyes. His smile. Everthing about him. Oh.. and did I mention he is the star  football player. Well he is. He is also a living hell.

*5 Months Earlier*

  I was by my locker next to my friend Sarah. Well really fast, Sarah has been my best friend since 5th grade when she was the tall new girl. At first she hung out with possibly the lamest people in 5th grade, not to be bogus, but that was just a mistake. Well the point is that up until this day she has been there for me. She's seen the part of me that she didn't know existed, or that I didn't know existed. Anyways, while we were talking about something really stupid, he came up to me. I literally almost fainted. "Hey, i'm David, I saw you staring at me from over there and I thought I'd come and say 'Hi'." Great. He caught me staring. Creepy. "Oh.. umm.. yeah sorry about that." "Don't be, I thought it was kinda cute.", As he said that, I just blushed. "So, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go out on a date with me?", I was pretty shocked. But I said yes anyways. He was hot why wouldn't I? "That would be awesome. Sure," he smiled and said, "Cool! I'll meet you there at 6:00PM tomorrow?" "Yeah, cool. Can't wait," We exchanged numbers and he gave me the place to where to meet then he walked away. After he left, I immediately ran to Sarah and told her about what had just happened. "Oh my god, and you just said yes?", she said, not really sure about the fact that I said yes. "Well, yeah. He seems really nice, and besides it's just one date.",I said. "I'm not so sure about him, but alright. You seem really happy with this guy asking you out.",she said. I just smiled.

 Sarah's P.O.V

As soon as she told me about David asking her out, I was shocked, scared, mad, sad. I don't like him, it's just that I really don't trust him. Basically, i've heard things about this guy. I've HEARD though, I really wouldn't know if they were true things or not. I was just worried because if those things were to be true, Kayla would get hurt. Bad.

Kayla's P.O.V

As I was getting ready for the date I realized that it was 6:25PM. "Crap, I'm late." I thought. Then I checked my phone and there were 2 messages and a call from David. Since I was late, I just ran it. Screw the car. The place wasn't that far anyways. When I got there, he seemed pretty pissed off. "Your late.", he said, stating the obvious. "Yeah, I know i'm sorry I was doing som-", he cut me off. "Just forget it, and lets order yeah?", he said a bit less upset. After the date he took me home. "Wanna come in?", I asked. "Sure.", he smiled. I shared an apartment with Sarah. She wanted her own place and my parents were always out of town anyways. "Nice place you got." "Thanks." "Look, I had a pretty good time and I was ... umm.. wondering if u wanted to be my girlfriend?",he said. "I would love that.", I smiled. 

*4 Months Later*

"Please calm down!",I said. We were in the middle of a fight. He thought that I was flirting with the waiter. But that wasn't true. "Don't tell me to calm down when you caused this.",he was beyond mad. He was furious. "I told you I wasn't flirting with the waiter! Please believe me.", I whispered the last part, I was pretty scared of him. "STOP! JUST STOP! Stop crying, stop lying, and stop pretending. Just. Stop!", he said knocking a vase that was on the table. Then he did something I never thought he would do. He slapped me. He had slapped me so hard I fell. Then he grabbed my wrist and gripped it. With force. "Please.. please.. stop, you're hurting me.",I said barely audible. "Shut. Up.", he said, sternly. He then threw me on the couch making me fall. "And if you ever decide to say anything about what just happened, you will be sorry.", he said. After he was in the other room, I ran. I ran and ran until what seemed like forever. I just stopped by a bench in the park and cried. Once I got home, I just went to bed. I was scared. Very scared. That's when the part of him being a living hell began.

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