chapter 3

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Roses POV

The bell ranged for us to go to lunch. Lynn and Natasha meet me by my locker i put my bag up. We stop by the office to pick up the food my mom just dropped off for us today. My mom decided to drop off McDonalds for us we head to the cafeteria to eat we find a booth and sit. I pull out my food which was a strawberry shake, a chicken sandwich, and fries. While I'm eating I could feel Darren staring at me. I know most guys stared at me and I barely noticed when they do but when Darren stares at me i can feel it and I feel like I need him. I keep eating till I finished I get up and leave so I can try to avoid Darren. I move a bit faster and walk into the girls bathroom. I look in the mirror and lift the side of my shirt to reveal the bruise my father had left on me the last time I was forced to stay with him... I don't like my dad he's into some kind of dark stuff and he finds it fun to hurt me. No one knows about what he does to me i try to hide it with my makeup, but for some reason its irritating my skin it looks fine for right now. I pull my shirt down and walk out of the bathroom and he's standing right there.

Darren's POV

I see her get up and leave so I did the same and followed her. She started to speed up and she run into the bathroom. I wait for her she seems to be in there for a while. Should i go in to make sure she's OK. Right when I thought about doing it the door opens. She looks at me and I saw pain in her eyes.

Roses POV

I stare at Darren still feeling the pain from the bruise. " are you OK rose" he asks me. Why does he care if I'm OK he barely knows me. " um Yea I'm fine was just feeling a little sick" i look down so he wouldn't see the pain in my eyes because my eyes say everything. He lifts my chin up with his fingers. " your lying I can see it in your eyes, please tell me what's wrong." I was trying to decide if i When  trust him but I had this gut feeling that I could trust him." I..um.....I'll show you" I take his hand and pull him into the bathroom. I shut and lock the door and lift up my shirt. He gasps

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