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Chapter 51

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-2 hours later-
Graces POV

     I can't believe I told Christine. I just feel so bad, and I feel like he is going to hate me. Ugh. I pulled out my phone and saw that I had 2 missed calls from Jacob, 1 from Hunter, and one from Mom. My mom can wait, right? I decide to call Jacob.

"Hey." I say into the phone.

"Hey baby. Can I call you that?" He asks. I giggle, and I feel my cheeks heat up.

"Of course. Anyways, do you want to come over? My mom isn't home and I'm not sure where Mark is, so im guessing he also isn't home." I say.

"Yeah, I'll be over in a sec." He says, then hangs up. I look in the mirror at my appearance. I had a pair of adidas joggers on, a sweatshirt Jacob lent to me, and my hair in a messy bun. Eh, I Look like crap even when I try. I hear a knock on the door, so I run downstairs. I open the door and see Jacobs hot face. Wait, what are you saying? Your only 13!

"Hey Grace!" He says, And engulfs me into a huge hug. Let me just say, Jacob smells hella good.

"Why thank you." He says, smirking.

"Did I seriously say that out loud!" I say, face palming myself.

"You bet." Jacob says, laughing at me. I look at his face, and see a huge bruise on his jaw.

"What happened?" I say, touching it. He winces, and I quickly take my hand off of it.

"Let me sit down, it's kind of a long story." Jacob says.

"My room?" I say.

"Sure." Jacob says, smirking.

"What?" I ask, and He picks me up.

"Hey! Put me down!" I say giggling. He runs up the stairs, cradling me bridal style. He runs into my room, and plops me on the bed.

"Sooooo, what happened?" I ask.

Jacobs POV

     "So, what happened?" She asked me. I told her the whole story, everything that happened from the time I walked into school until the time I walked out. She looks at me with her face in shock. Ugh, the last thing I wanted to do was frighten her or make her mad.

"I'm going to beat Mark up when he gets home!" She yells, and gets up pacing around the room.

"Please don't! Seriously, it's not his fault." I say sincerily, trying to calm her down.

"Jacob! He beat you up. I swear to fucking god." She grits in her teeth. All of a sudden, we hear the door open. She furiously sprints down the stairs, and before I can stop her I hear her yelling. Oh no.

Graces POV
"What the hell Mark!" I scream in his face. He pins me up against the wall, and I struggle to get out of his hold.

"Break up with him, and I'll stop hurting him." He spits in my face.

"Let her go!" Jacob yells, running down the stairs.

"I can't believe you guys. I punch him in the face and the next thing I know you cry to your girlfriend about it?" Mark gags, rolling his eyes. He finally lets go of me, and I rub my shoulder. Suddenly, the door opens. My mom was walking in, and she smiles.

"Hello guys! Hello Jacob." She says at all of us.

"Jacob, would you like to stay for dinner?" She asks him politely.

"No, im fine Ms. Thomas. Thanks for the offer though, I appreciate it." Jacob says to my mom. My mom nods at him, and goes into the kitchen.

"Bye Jacob. I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask him, and he looks up at me.

"Yeah, Yeah. I'll be there. Bye Grace." He says, pulling me in for a hug. He then exits my house, and the second the door closes, I run into the kitchen.

"Where's Mark?" I ask my mom.

"Probably in his room. Why?" She asks me. Before she could even ask why, I was running to his room. I burst in, not even thinking about knocking. He was sitting on his phone, and I march in, slamming the door.

"What the fuck Mark!" I scream at him.

"Do I have to tell you one more time? Brandon is my friend. He likes you. Date him." He tells me, walking around.

"But I don't want to! I don't like Brandon like that, so I'm not dating him! End of story!" I yell at him.

"I'm just going to keep hurting your boy toy then." Mark says, giggling.

"Fuck you." I say. He then slaps me. Right on the cheek. Hard. I start having flash backs, and I stand there in awe. I storm out, trying to hold in my tears. I run out of the house, and bike to the only persons house I could. The only person I could talk to at this moment.
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