Fighting for Love (COMPLETED)(EDITED)

Chapter 3

Waking up to my alarm going off, I realize it's Monday and I dread going to school. I check my wrists and sure enough, the bruises are still there. Each finger he put on me, you can see the mark. It's was quite obvious that someone had grabbed me. I roll out of bed and open my curtains and see that it's once again raining. Feeling lazy I just go to my closet and put in some dark jeans and big grey hoodie that I didn't even know I had and white high top converse and brushed my hair trying to tame it down. I tried everything I could to cover up the marks on me. I tried putting make up over it but it kept showing through. I sigh giving up and pull my sleeves down.

Heading to school, I couldn't help but look at my wrists on the steering wheel. It hurt. Bad. I didn't even realize it hurt until now. It was throbbing and I noticed a bit of swelling even. What's was I supposed to do? I couldn't tell anyone because what if Adam found out and hurt me again? What if people think badly of me? Or him? I didn't know what to do so I decided to just cover it up with my sleeves and walk up to school. As I'm walking in the doors, Adam was standing there with a smile on his face. Not wanting anything to do with him I look down making a curtain with my hair and try walking past. It didn't work. He walked up behind me and touched my arm to get my attention. I flinched when he touched me, afraid he will hurt me again. He just stood there smiling like nothing ever happened. Thankfully I was saved by the bell and I scurried off to 1st period. I walk in there and forgot I had that class with Adam. He was already in there, how'd he get there so fast. Scott was in the same seat he was in before. Right behind me and Rae was on one side and Adam was on the other, patting the empty seat beside him. Not wanting to cause a scene I slowly sit down and hope for the best. Adam leans over and starts talking to me.
"Hey Baby, Want to come over after school today? No one is home."

"No I have to get home because mom is coming home." I lie. Mom wasn't coming home for a couple more weeks.

"No you don't. You're mom isn't coming home for a couple weeks. Stop lying Bree." My head stops. He was getting upset and he caught my lie. I froze on the spot. "Bree. Come. Over." He demands. I just look down, not knowing what to say, I nod my head slowly. He slaps his hand on my thigh and gives it a squeeze. "Better." He says as I let a tear run down my face and drip onto my desk. Why was he doing this? Why did he keep hurting me?

Scott's P.O.V

I sat behind Bree like I did before. I know something is up with her because you don't just go in your room and sit on the floor and cry. I know Leslie would kill me if she found out I even talked to Bree but what if something was seriously wrong? I was caught up in my thoughts going over possibilities of what's wrong when I see Adam lean over and whisper something to her. Bree shook her head no and said something back. Their conversation seemed intense because I could see the anger in Adams eyes. Then I saw his hand slap her thigh and squeeze her leg. I could tell it hurt because after that I saw a tear drop onto her desk. Is that what's wrong with her? Does he keep hurting her? I know I don't really know Bree that well and everything but I would like to. She's beautiful. I know I have a girl friend but she's crazy I think. But Bree seems calm and sweet. I would do anything for her because she has never done anything wrong to me before. So why not? A couple minutes later of him squeezing her leg, she stands up in the middle of class and walked out. Adam was sitting there with a smirk on his face and Rae was sitting there looking concerned while everyone else just looked confused. No one was doing anything so I stood up and walked out deciding I should try and find her. I look both ways down the hall way and see that it's empty but I see the bathrooms a few doors down. I crack open the door and heard sniffling. Someone was obviously crying and I knew it was Bree. Not caring about it being the girls bathroom and I walk and see Bree sitting agains the wall crying. She had her sleeves rolled up and that's when I knew something was seriously wrong. There were dark finger prints bruises around her wrist. I don't even think she realizes I was there because when I sat next to her she jumped and pulled her sleeves down as fast as she could. She looked up at me.
"Hey Bree, what's going on?"

"N-nothing" she stutters and looks away. I knew she was lying. Why couldn't she tell me.

"Umm, Bree. Is Adam hurting you?"

"N-no."

"Who gave you those bruises? And why are you crying?"

Before she can answer the door opens and I look up to see the face that I was hoping I wouldn't see in this situation. Leslie walked in and went into the stall. Thank God she didn't see me. It would have looked wrong so before Leslie could come out of the stall I swoop Bree up in my arms bridal style and walk out. I take her outside by the woods next to the school and sit her down by a tree. I sit next her and ask her again.

Brianne's P.O.V

Even through the pain and tears, when Scott picked me up in his arms I couldn't help but smile. Adam made my view on people change. I've know Adam my whole life and I would have NEVER expected this from him. I lost trust for everyone but why Scott took me out to the woods just to see what's wrong, I gain some trust for him. He could have just left me in there do deal with Leslie but he put me first. I'm having a mental battle with myself trying to decide if I should tell him what's wrong or not. I decide that since he went through all this trouble for me, I figured I could tell him. So I tell him EVERYTHING.
"Okay. Scott, Adam was my best friend since we were little and I've never seen him as more than just a friend. Well the other day he asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes. I didn't want to but I did because I didn't want to lose him as a friend. Then he started kissing me, forcefully and I didn't do anything hoping he'd get the hint that I didn't want to but he didn't stop. This went on for a couple of weeks then one day I told him I think we should break up and just be friends but he got angry and grabbed my wrists. He told me he'd commit suicide if I wasn't this girlfriend. He kept squeezing my wrists harder and that's why I have bruises and swelling. That's when you saw me in my room crying. Then today he told me to come over to his house and he said No one would be there and when I didn't want to he grabbed my leg and I think there's a bruise there too, I don't know but it hurts. And I'm scared to go to his house alone because I'm scared he might try something or hurt me. I don't what to do." My voice cracking at the end and more tears spill out. He gently grabs my hand and pulls the sleeve up and inspects my wrist.

"Shit Bree. This looks bad. I think this one may be fractured." I looked down and say it was even darker and more swelled. That would explain how much pain it has. I couldn't go to the doctor. They could have Adam fined or arrested or something. I don't know that works but I know he'd get into trouble if people found out.

"Scott. Please don't tell anyone. I'm trusting you with this. It will heal but I can't go to the doctors. Please."

"I won't but how is your leg? You said it hurts. Have you looked at it?"

"No, I didn't really think about it."

"Okay. I know this sounds weird and I won't do anything but can we see how bad it is?"

I nod my head and reluctantly slide my jeans down my legs far enough to see my leg. I pull my hoodie down feeling uncomfortable being in my underwear around him but I knew he was just looking out for me. He gets closer and I can feel his breath on my leg as he carefully looks at it.

"Bree this looks bad too. Nothings broken or fractured because it was just skin and muscle that he grabbed but the bruises are going to be nasty for a while."

I look down at my leg and see a perfect hand print forming. Scott looks concerned. After one last look at the bruise, he grabbed the sides of my jeans and pulled them up, buttoned, and zipped them. I thanked him and I just stood there. I could tell he was thinking about something but I don't know what. Then his expression changed to angry. He looked up and grabbed my hand and held it walking all the way back to the school. The bell must have rang for third period because the halls were crowded but that didn't stop Scott's determination. He walked straight to Adam's locker and without saying anything he punched him in the face. Hard. Adam flew back and Scott let go of my hand to hit Adam again. They were down on the floor punching each other and I stood there shocked. I didn't know what to do. Adam got a couple good punches in but Scott was on Adam punching him repeatedly. By the time Adam passed out there was a crowd surrounding them. Scott was still punching an unconscious Adam until one of the football players, Tyler, stopped him.