Please save me

Part 10 (after the long weekend)

(Monday)

Seth's Pov:

It's only been a few hours since school started and I haven't talked to Claire but she is avoiding me. She looks scared and hurt. What did I do to hurt her?

I didn't know what to do.  No one has ever been scared of me.

I don't understand her. I have to talk to her. As soon as possible As soon as class ended Claire ran out but I followed her

"Claire?! " I yelled.  She suddenly froze as I yelled. I was soon behind her. I assured her everything's alright by putting my hand on her shoulder. She turned around staring up at me since she was a bit shorter.

"What's wrong? " I asked. 

"Nothing" she looked at her shoes.

"Why are you scared? " I asked softly

"None of your business" she hissed

"I'm worried" I pulled her closer

"I had a nightmare.  You were hitting me" she cried

I pulled her into a closet comforting her "I would never do anything like that. I want to protect you"

"I know.  I just felt scared even though I didn't want to be" she hugged me tighter. Sparks flew through my body.  I love her.  But she isn't ready for that yet.

I just kept on hugging her not caring that the next class had already started.  I haven't skipped in a long time but it was worth it.  The ball rang and we let go getting a bit embarrassed for hugging the whole time.

"Sorry"

"No.  I'm sorry.  I shouldn't have told you"

"No! " I was a bit too loud.

"I want to know those things of you. I want to know more about you.  You're not like the other girls who just want to go out with me " I added

"I know I'm different.  I have to go now.  We have chemistry next" She said opening the door and leaving me alone in the closet.

I soon followed her out  and went to our next class.

I was distracted the whole time. I kept thinking about her. She dreamt about me?

Why would she dream about me like that? How can she be so broken? I can see how hurt she is.

I didnt realize how late it was until the bell woke me from my thoughts.

School is over. I can go home now.

I wish I could be able to see Claire more but first she needs to warm up to me which will pobably happen slowly.

I want to talk to her all day.

I took my things and wanted to leave when I got held back by Claire.

"Can I talk to you for a sec? "she asked looking rather shy

"sure" I replied acting as cool as possible because I never seem to be acting how I want to around her. She turns me crazy whenever I see her.

"please dont tell anybody about the things that happened in the closet" she looked like it really bothered her so I nodded and told her I would never say anything about it again.

She smiled at me and ran away. Probably home. I also began to walk home stopping on the way to buy some snacks. 

I bought some chips and chocolate.

I spend the rest of the day eating those snacks, watching netflix and rocking to some cool songs from my favourite bands. Just a normal day.

"I hope I will be able to see her again soon" I smiled to myself and fell asleel without eating. Well- eating something healthier than sweets that you can count as dinner.

Claires Pov:

Today was kinda weird. He really seemed to care about me. He was si gentle. I cant remember when the last time was someone was that gentle.

I think he may not be that bad like I thought.. He seems kinda cool acually.

"Claire" my father yelled and I slowly got up from my bed walking to him expecting the worst.

"we want you to live with your uncle Sam for a while. We need some time for us. Were not completely over your sisters death and you make it hard for us to get over it"

My mother spoke and I began to shake heavily. Sam was even worse than my parents. My dad stoped raping me but my uncle... He does it every week when I live with him.

When I was younger my sister had cancer and my parents wanted to be the whole time by her side so they sent me go my uncle.

At that time sam had a fiance but she soon left him because she hates children and now he hates me and shows it through raping me and abusing me.

I hate him so much. And now they want me to go to him again?

Before my parents  began to hit me three years ago I tried to tell them but they didnt believe me.

I wonder how I am even alive. Im so fucking broken.

"when and how long?" i asked with a shaky voice.

"tomorrow you will skip your first lesson and we will drive you to my brother. I dont know how long" my father spoke to me.

"every fucking time the same. Whenever something happens you just send me away. Youre useless parents" I yelled at them and earned a punch in the face from my father.

"go pack your things and go to sleep. We will drive you tomorrow at 8 to Sam so be ready by then."

he glared at me angry and I walked to my room throwing things in my suitcase which is always umder my bed because I have to go there often.

The last time was for about two weeks when my sisted died.

As soon as I finished I went to bed but couldnt sleep for a long time.

I know the school days may seem weird. I wrote them the way they are in Germany.

1./2. Lesson on  wednesday is math.  Then 15 minutes where you may eat.
3./4. Art
10 minute break to eat
5./6. Chemistrt.
On a long day you have after that a 50 minute break.
7./8. Pe