Chapter 4

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     Once we ended the small talk and dinner. I Picked up my plate and excused my self and so did Michael. Once again he led me to the kitchen this time.

"So Madeleine, how do you like it here so far ?" Michael asked.

"Well it isn't as bad as I though, but this is still new for me. I really really like it though." I answered and smiled.

He than said, "Well you haven't been here for long so don't get to excited. Goodnight." With that he left before I even said goodnight. I then walked upstairs and went right into my room, and went straight to the bathroom.

I turned on the water and put it on hot, then took of my clothes and walked in. I felt all my past germs rolling down my tan skin. Without knowing I started crying. Why had my parents left me in that place. I was raped by one of the boys. I cut myself. That place almost took what I had of a life. I can't let my attention leave for a. minute because I'm afraid ill go back to that hell. I didn't have that happy life eveyone imagines kid have. Don't they know childhood can be complete hell or pure heaven. There's no middle its just not fair. I washed and conditioned my curly brown hair, washed my slim body and turned off the water. I grabbed my towel and got out of the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked my my green eyes and my collarbone, my hair, my body. I wasn't that bad. I mean I have the boobs to butt and a waist. But who would have this body one day. While I was walking out of the bathroom and into my room I slipped I yelled because I think I twisted and ankle. Then remembered that Jennifer and Ben's room were on the other side of the house so they couldn't have heard me. All of a sudden I see Michael shoot open the door and he seemed to be surprised because I was in a towel this late at night, it was 1 in the morning.

"Oh shit, Madeleine are you okay?" he asked while helping me up to my bed.

"I think I twisted an ankle" I said

"Oh my god i'll get you an ice pack, don't move !"

He ran out of the room and came back with a pair of boxers, sweat pants, a t-shirt and an ice pack.

"Here I brought you this" he pointed I was still in a towel I had completely forgotten.

"Thanks" I said and grabbed the clothes and ice pack from his hands.

"Can you get out so I can change please?"

"Oh um yeah" he walked out and closed the door I put of the clothes and put the ice pack on my ankle. I layed down.

"Can I come in now?" I had forgotten Michael was outside of my room.

"yeah" I said laughing

"Why are you laughing, aren't you supposed to be crying or something?"he said walking in and closing the door behind him.

"No ! I won't cry because if this" I answered

"Oh, what do you cry for then?" he asked

"Um stuff"

"Ugh Madeleine, you need to learn to communicate because you will be home schooled and I'm pretty much your only friend here." he seemed a little agry

"Oh okay sorry" I said looking down "But why did you get bothered by my answer?" I asked quietly

"Shit" he whispered "Madeleine I'm sorry I didn't mean to answer it in an angry tone, it just comes out like that." he said grabbing my chin so I can look at him and sitting next to me.

I looked at him weirdly because I had only known him for a couple of hours and he's telling me to trust him. Without knowing I started crying againg this time hard.

"Oh shit why are you crying? I'm so sorry !!"

"It's not you Michael, I just I can't do this."

"Can't do what?" he asked confused.

"Live" I whispered barely able to hear.

I'm guessing Michael heard me because he grabbed me and let me cry on his shoulder.

"No. Please promise me you won't do that." he said worried

After minutes of silence I whispered," I promise."

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