Chapter 3

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Marisa's P.O.V

While I was running I felt a cold breeze on my stomach. I shuddered, I had never ever felt so violated and disgusting. He made me like this he's the reason I hate myself, but why the fuck do I love him? Wait hold on love? No I couldn't possibly love my bully could I? Before I knew it I was at my house, I went and showered. After my shower I slowly drifted off to sleep.

*Dream*

"Cameron no!" I screamed at the top go my lungs. Cameron had a knife in his hands and was about to cut me across my stomach. "Shut up bitch." He slashes it across my stomach as I scream in agony he smirks to himself. "No Please! Sto---"

*Dream Over*

"Sweetheart wake up." My mothers gentle voice soothes,"What happened?" I look at the clock and see that it's. 5:29 in the morning,"You were screamin, are you alright?" She coos as if speaking to a 3 year old who just a night terror. "I'm fine mom." I say "Alright." She says as she exits my room. Since I get up at six might as well start getting ready.

I do my usual routine and by the time I'm done it's 6:55 so I decide to go and get some Starbucks since I don't have to meet Justin till 7:30

"Hi what can I get you to drink beautiful?" "Umm I'll have a Venti Mocha Cookie Crumble Frappe please." "Alright that'll be. $5.86." Okay here I hand him the money. As I get my drink I notice the guy out his number, weird. I look at the time and it's. 7:18 shit I gotta hurry!

As I walk in people just stare at me I wonder why, but I found out as I soon as I get to my locker...

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