Chapter 3

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Sapphire's POV

"Kid," He said, getting my attention and making me look up at him. I probably look like crap, with a tear stained face, red eyes, quivering lip, and a slightly runny nose had started not too long ago. He shuts his mouth as he sees my face. I tried to bite my lip to keep my chin from quivering even more but I could feel it, shaking in fear and tempting me to spill more tears. "You don't have to continue. In fact please don't. Look, I know that the past is tough and all but you've made it this far kid." He pats me on the back, "You'll be fine."

He gets up and heads to the bathroom probably to shower and I hear the door open and close, my eyes never leaving his seat. A million things go through my mind.

I just spilled half of my pathetic life to him and he acts like I was just crying over a dead pet. I scoff, how foolish of me to think he'd be just like he used to. He used to care and tend to me for any little thing that set me off to cry.

I let out a sob, and put my head in my hands, crying what's rest of my tears. My head shoots up as I look at the clock. It's only 8:56am, and I've already cried today. I think its time and I look to the door. I didn't even tell him the worst part of my life, and so with that in mind I remember that I have to keep moving. I grab my tracker, something Logan made me do to keep me close to him decades before, and set it on the table along with a note I quickly write.

I dash for the door and head to his truck. The keys are there so I go to get gas. Then I return the truck to its rightful place. I look to the north and think of a possibility of school, being around so many people who would accept me. No, I can't it's too risky.

I turn on my heal and start my long journey to the south, where I might have a head start and maybe get a few miles between us.

I stop and turn my head when I hear a truck, hoping it's Logan. It's a run down truck but it's not blue, it's red. A black stripe runs along the side and the windows are tinted. No it's not Logan. I sigh and turn my head back to the road.

I can hear the truck slow down and then it pulls up beside me. I shake my head thinking its some creep wanting my number. I turn my head and look to the window that's slowly being rolled down so then I can see the person behind the glass.

I turn my head to the road and pretend to look concentrated. "Hey Sapphire" I freeze and stop dead in my tracks. That voice, no please god no. I stare at the ground and wish for them to disappear. Please oh God please disappear. "Where's your new bodyguard?" His intimidating voice speaks.

I close my eyes tight and breathe in deeply through my nose and out through my mouth. I don't look at him when I speak the simple words, "Go away." He laughs and others in the back follow suit to his actions. "Did he dump you already? Or was it because he was your brother?" I tense as he says that last word. Shit!

I look at him dead in the eye and immediately get a slap to the face, I should know better than to look directly at his face. His ugly scared face. "You bitch! You know where you stand so stay there!" He yells at my face and shortly after pushes me down to the ground, having my back hurt from the impact of sharp rocks against skin. I look up at him and noticed they parked the truck and are all getting out. Well double shit.

I scramble up and put my hands into fists near my face in an attempt to intimate and protect if nessasary. I focus on the main leader of the group, the owner to the voice, the devil behind the human skin. The devil itself, Damien. He would be handsome if you didn't know who he really was and if it wasn't for that ugly scar on the side of his face caused by me. It was a large burn covering the left half his face and five claw marks over top of that bubbly skin. 

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