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jaeden

a/n: trigger warning; psychical & sexual abuse in both parts

"miss y/l/n, this is the eleventh time you've been tardy this month. care to explain why?"

i rolled my eyes at the school receptionist and angrily grabbed my late pass before slipping out into the hallway. it's always weird being out in the halls when it's silent; usually, it's full of babbling idiots talking about how they got fucked. it's pathetic.

i stopped at my locker and put my stuff away, grabbing my binder and headphones before i shut it. it was third period, and i had history, which was upstairs.

plugging in my headphones, i walked the little distance it took to get to my class. outside the door, i sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, adjusting it so my earbuds were hidden. i rolled up the sleeves of my denim jacket and opened the door.

the teacher was in the middle of a lecture, and the moment the door shut, i had the eyes of every single person in the class on me. well, fuck, i thought, and walked over to the teacher. scoffing, i handed my tardy slip to him and walked to my seat. i plopped my stuff down and gracefully sat, turning my music up even louder and slouching in my seat.

i knew that i was one of the prettiest girls at the school. i heard the girls whispering about it in the hallways as i walked by and i felt the stares of almost every guy, whether they were single or not, on me in all my classes. but, nobody actually liked me. sure, i was eye candy, but my personality was shit. i'm not a good kid. i smoke cigarettes and badmouth almost every single one of my "elders."

the teacher snapped me back to reality. "miss y/l/n," he yelled. "who divided the roman empire into two sections?"

"fuck, teach, i don't know."

he slammed the textbook down on the desk. "that's it," he said exasperatedly, "you have asd for the next month!" i felt my heart sink. daddy wasn't going to be happy with me. i expected another beating.

after class, i grabbed my textbooks and ran to my locker. the boy that had the locker next to mine was at his as well, and i could feel him staring. i honestly wasn't in the mood. i spat, "what are you looking at, punk?"

he wasn't having it.

"fuck, y/n, i want to help you. i'm in good with the principal; i could probably get you out of your sentence. but, for the fuck's sake, could you please be less bitchy?" he complained, shutting his locker and leaning against it.

i put my history textbook away and slammed my locker shut. "look, dude, i don't want your fucking help. you're one of the good kids, and i'm one of the bad kids. i don't want to ruin your life, like i do with most people."

his gaze softened, and he spoke quietly. "you don't really think that, do you?"

my eyes teared up, and i tried to blink them away. a few fell, though, and jaeden quickly went to wipe them with his sleeve. i let him wipe away my tears, and we both stood in the hallway, alone. everybody was at lunch.

i couldn't stand to be at school anymore.

"grab your backpack, goody two-shoes. we're skipping."

-

i took jaeden to the old farm about a quarter mile away from the high school.

"we're here. welcome to my little getaway, goody two-shoes," i muttered, grabbing a pack of cigarettes out of my backpack. i went to the back where all the hay was and laid there, lighting it. i took a drag and felt all my worries slowly drift away.

jaeden came and sat next to me, and reached out for the cig. i sighed and gave it to him, half expecting him to start coughing. he didn't, however. i chuckled lightly, "damn, goody two-shoes."

i took off my denim jacket to reveal a black metallica shirt. i snatched my cigarette back and took a few more drags.

me and jaeden sat in silence for a little bit before i felt his fingers brush over my neck and arms.

"y/n, what the hell is this?"

i realized quickly he was talking about my bruises. i had forgotten that they were very purple and very obvious. "oh, i, uh, fell while skateboarding. i'm not very good at it."

he scoffed.

"fucking bullshit. tell me the truth, y/n."
-"fine, you really want to know?"
"yes."

a/n: i'm making a part two of this!! i'm super proud of this chapter though, i wrote around eight hundred words. but yeah, the next chapter will be up in like an hour-ish