Little miss not so perfect.

Im leaving

Kylie's POV

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I'm shocked. I don't know this person. Who dose he think he is? I don't know him and he doesn't know me. He doesn't know my secret. Hell! nobody does! not even my best friend of 10 years!

"I don't even know you! Why would I tell you my secrets if I don't even know your name?" This person is so crazy! Why would I tell him my secret! I don't even know him and if I did I wouldn't tell him. Even if I did then he could tell everyone.

I don't need that drama.

"My name is Trent." Trent said without emotion. why is he angry at me? I didn't do anything. I just have to make up a good lie. good thing I am a great lier.

"I don't have any secrets. and I'm not abused. Where did you get that idea? Your crazy! The reason I winced this morning is because at cheerleading practice I fell during a stunt. I was the flyer and the backspot wasn't paying attention so I fell and broke my rib. I told you to stay out of my buisnes." I am a great lier!

"Yeah I don't think that's what happened." he said like I'm stupid.

"And how would you know that? because that's what happened." I asked a little nervous he's onto me.

"My little sister talks about you all the time. You are her idol. if you got hurt or broke a rib she would be talking about it more then she would be breathing." well that's weird.. I have a stalker.

"Well that's really weird. I'm flattered but that's what happened. I guess she never got the memo." I said quickly. too quickly for my liking.

"Well I honestly think your just lying through your teeth." he said staring at me. this is getting awkward.

"I'm not." I pouted crossing my arms. "so can you just leave me alone?" I started walking towards the sorry and when I was about to turn the nob and let the awkwardness escape the room in waves, he grabbed my wrist the same way the David does.

I flinched. my body when ridged. I close my eyes and count to ten to try not to cry or start screaming. I thought Trent was going to hit me so I kept freaking out until he noticed my tenseness and let go of my wrist. I stayed there for god knows how long.

I finally turned around still scared of what he was going to do to me. I looked up at him and he looked at me with concern.

"What just happened to you?" he asked. I can't really answer that question because I don't know. I honestly thought that he was david. I thought David was coming for me.

"You really want to know?" i yelled done with this stupid banter. we just keep going back and forth. if he wants to know then he can know I don't care.

"Yes." he said truthfully.

"Fine then you can know." I pulled up my shirt until it was near my boobs. all over my stomach is bruises and cuts and it just looks horrible.

"W-what happened?" He stuttered looking at me like I was dying on a bed at the hospital. I'm fine and this is why I don't tell people. they look at me like I'm an injured bird or a weak baby. I'm strong I have lived this for a long time so if I'm still alive now then I'm strong enough to keep going. I don't need sympathy. I will be fine.

"You were right. right from the start. I'm abused. I'm weak." I whispered barely audible. I am. I'm weak I can't leave. if I leave I will start all over.

I didn't expect what happened next. he walked over to me fast after processing what I said. he came up to me and hugged me like his life depended on it. I hugged him back harder clutching on his shirt like if I didn't in would fall off a cliff. I started sobbing into his shirt and I just lost it. I was so upset. I don't even know what is happening.