*Alanna's P.O.V*
Its been about two and a half weeks since I moved to this new school. I feel bad for leaving Kaitlyn alone, because she seems pretty cool and we kinda have the same taste in music. But once she told me to leave her alone, I knew I had to.
Calum came up to me and told me I could hang out with him and his group of friends. Something told me that the reason she was the way she was because of him.
"Alanna, did you hear me?" Calum asked as I shook my head in response.
He chuckled, "I asked, how do you like it so far?"
"Well it's not bad but it's not that good." I replied with a soft smile.
He nodded.
"Hey why is Kaitlyn like that? She's so quiet, lonely, and sad. " I asked him. He looked around the room, as if he were trying to ignore my question.
"Oh look it's time to go" he said. I clutched onto his rist before he could leave, digging my nails into his skin.
"You're not going anywhere." I said sternly, and he sat at my harsh words.
"Well, I don't know. But if you really want to know, Ask her not me," he replied, leaving, and punching almost anything that was in his way.
Well that went well, Alanna. Nice going
I looked over at Kaitlyn, while she tugged at her sleeves. That's something I noticed that she had done frequently. She would tug at her sleeves, and then look around to see if anyone noticed.
She has social anxiety
*Kaitlyn's P.O.V*
I wrote down my notes quietly, finishing before everyone else.
"Pssst, Kaitlyn," someone whispered to my right.
"Leave me alone Alanna" I whispered back in a harsh voice as I kept my head down, looking at my lap.
"Listen-" her sentence was cut of by the bell.
I stormed out of the room and walked to my next class. As I walked, I felt my arm being yanked.
"Hey, you little slut," Calum yelled and the threw me on the tiled floor.
He kicked my stomach and slapped me a couple of times, as everything slowly faded to black.
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I squinted my eyes, all I could see was white. Then everything turned back to normal.
I was in my living room.
How though? I don't remember anything
Oh. never mind I remember now.
I was taken to the nurses office and then I remember waking up coming home and having a beer bottle thrown at my head by the woman I call mother.
"Oh sweetie, are you ok? I just got here and saw you laying on the floor with blood all over your head," a soft, old voice spoke.
It was grandma. She touched my head with her soft, wrinkly hands. I remember she came about a month ago.
"Grandma please you have to help me. Take me with you please-"I pleaded in between sobs. I hadn't even noticed when I started crying.
"Honey, what are you talking about? What happened?" she asked worriedly.
I explained everything that happened, but I was choking a little bit because I was crying. That just made it harder to tell.
"I'll talk to your mom," she said.
"No, no please she'll hurt me just take me with you!" I asked
She nodded. "I'll see what I can do."
I smiled and soon drifted into a deep slumber.
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"YOU WILL NOT TAKE MY DAUGHTER AWAY!" someone yelled.
I couldn't quite make out who it was that was yelling but they have been arguing with someone for quite a long time.
I yawned, stretched, and rubbed my head, sitting up.
The door was slammed, and I went to see who it was.
Grandma was walking towards her car. She turned it on and drove away.
"GRANDMA DONT LEAVE ME! PLEASE COME BACK I DONT EANT TO DEAL WITH THIS MONSTER! ....GRANDMA" I screamed but nothing worked. She never came back.
My mom came out of the house, angry with a beer bottle in her hand. I ran away fast. I think I also saw Calum in my process of running.
*Calum's P.O.V*
She ran fast, like she was trying to get away or run away from something in particular.
I don't know, honestly. Everything happened so fast. Her mom soon came out, also running after her, yelling curse words and screaming how it was her fault for something.
After an hour or so her mom came back with a broken bottle and blood on her hands.
I made sure she was gone and went to look for Kaitlyn. There she was, laying on the green grass with blood all over her beautiful head and face.
I checked if she was alive. Thank God she was still breathing and still had a pulse.
Picking her up, I carried her back to my house.
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I cleared her forehead of blood, and changed her close to some of my sweats and a t-shirt. It was nice to dress her but I couldn't take advantage of her like that. That would be horrible to do.
Her eyes fluttered open slowly.
"Calum!?" She practically yelled.
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