Beauty within the beast

The story

Quick note: If the readers are disappointed in the story or do not like where I'm taking this, I'll try to mix it up a bit or change this chapter completely, but I'm really trying! Also, it was really hard to write in the pov of a male. Thank you all who vote and comment and read, it means the world! -andypandyB

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My eyes widen in disbelief as I lean closer, waiting in anticipation to hear the true story all behind this.

**Roman's pov

Roxanne sits here with innocent wide eyes, making it all the more harder to tell her the true story.

Eh, I'm already dreading having to tell her anything.. Especially to do with my past. It's so much more complicated than I thought! Since when have I ever become hesitant to do anything? It's much more difficult to try and not grow attached to her or let her find out about my past,harder than I thought. Stupid stubborn girl!

I guess the day I thrown her into the back of my car, I should of expected this catastrophe.

I'm a fool... Such a fool.

I begin breathing in and out, trying to stay calm , but the coldness inside me is threatening to make it's appearance and chase the little innocent Roxanne away. She is innocent.. Too innocent, it's not her fault for wanting to know. I hate to admit it , but she did deserve the truth. My coldness can go beyond what she probably ever imagined, she'll see me nothing but a monster when I finish, she'll never even see me the same, although I'm not sure how she sees me now.

I close my eyes, letting the memories I try so hard to block out; flood in freely, my mouth opening to tell her the story, the story of it all.

*Flashback*

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"Are you sure about doing this?" A much younger looking cal, asks me as we stride down the desolate school hallways.

Tonight was the night for my own personal mission.

"I'm positive,she needs to get out of the hell hole, it's for her own good." I mutter, hiding the lack of confidence from my voice. I'm a bit hesitant, but there's no way I can back out.

She needs help and this is her chance, she is the true definition of perfection, a jewel who must be kept safe. I will keep her safe.

She's already got me feeling like a sap and I haven't even had a normal conversation with her.

I'm pathetic.

"Every time you come up with a plan,it ends up terribly." He snorts, probably reminiscing on all the times I've failed.

Stupid bastard.

"Shut it!" I snap irritably.

"You got her location already?" Cal's blonde hair falls in front of his face. He has more charming mature features than last year, he's almost done growing out of his boyish features. My hair is unfortunately long and shaggy, still giving me the boyish appearance, but it is soon going to be cut.

"Yes." I push through the glass doors and head to our car. Although I have to go back to Russia for a monthly visit, I'm sure Silvia will adjust to her new safe life by then. I was born in Russia, moved to the USA with my mother when I was twelve. I still visit there frequently, it is my true home after all.

"Dude, there she goes now!" He elbows me, causing my head to snap in the direction of his eyes. She is walking past the parking lot and onto the sidewalks. She wears a hoody and sweats, something she always seemed to be hiding under, and I know why..