A New World (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 10

Gwen's P.O.V.

It's Thursday and I don't want to get out of bed. I'd have to face her...and him. I'd have to face all of them. I just want for once in my life to have control, but my emotions are stronger than I am. The fear that lingers in my mind, the pain hides in my eyes, the sadness riddled all over my body giving away my vulnerability.

Shaking my head free of those thoughts, I run my hand through my curly hair. The clock read 5:30 and I should still be in bed. I have two and a half hours before school began and yet I'm wide awake.

I hop in the shower for 20 minutes, hoping that all of my fears and worries would wash away with the water as it pelted my skin. The soft impact of the water against my skin calmed all my emotions. God I wish that I can stay here forever.

Hesitantly stepping out of the shower, I grab my fluffy white towel and dry myself.

I throw on some light blue skinnies, a black v-neck with, my white scarf and my black combat boots. As I'm picking my jewelry my phone vibrates, ruining my serene morning.

Glancing at the clock, I realize that an hour has swiftly passed. The house would soon wake up, and my life would kick start again.

My phone vibrates again, further irritating me. I grab it and realize that I had 15 messages from Dahlia. Just reading her name made my skin crawl. She hurt me so badly and yet I loved her so damn much.

Choosing not to read her texts, I grab all my necessities for school and exit my room. As I turn I jump back and nearly fall down my stairs.

Quinn is just standing in the hallway, staring at nothing.

God she looks like the grudge. Oh my god, she's finally been possessed. There's no helping her. She had a good eight years...

"Gwen I can't sleep. Can I sleep with you?" Her fragile voice breaks my thoughts.

"Hun why don't we go get dressed up okay? You've got school today, remember?"

We head back into her room as I help her get ready for her day. We go through her morning ritual of shouting and refusing to clean herself until I make her a half ass'd promise to buy her something for her cooperation. Finally she complies and rushes to get dressed. She choses some jeans and a hoody and I put her hair in a sloppy pony tail.

Picking her up, I grab her things and mine and bring all of it downstairs with me. Luke is already eating breakfast and a few moment later Quinn is at his side, doing the same thing.

I haven't had an appetite since Friday, so I nibble on and apple and throw it away.

After eating we all head out to my truck and I head to Quinn's school, ready for my hell to begin.

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It was already last hour and I had done an extravagant job in avoiding Dahlia and her 'crew'. I've felt them stare at me, but before they had a chance to say anything, I was always gone.

15 minutes and English would be over. 15 minutes and I can drive away from all of my worries. As I was scribbling random what nots on paper I look up to see Sarah staring at me. When she notices my gaze, a smile dances across her lips. Out of politeness I smile back, wishing that her gaze would end. Ha no such luck.

The bell rang, but her eyes were still locked onto mine, never threatening to move. 15 minutes of staring and it felt weird. Finally breaking contact, I stuff the useless papers into my bag and swing it over my shoulder.

Turning ready to leave, a small hand snakes it way around my wrist, sending shiver all over my body.

"Gwen.. Please look at me. I just want to talk" Her grip loosens and with that I rip my hand away from her and head towards the exit. I couldn't look at her, I would have broken down under her sorry gaze.

"Are you okay Gwen?"

I turn to see a concerned looking Sarah. Her honey eyes boring into my soul, trying so desperately to find the root of all my problems.

She walks over to me, holding my shaking hands. Wow I hadn't even realized I was that shaken up from seeing Dahlia.

"Gwen, you look like shit. Let me take you home."

I shake my head, trying to reassure her that I'm fine.

"Well at least let me come to your house so that I can keep an eye one you. I swear it's only out of the concern that I have for you. " She pleads with worry sprinkled throughout her eyes. I just nod, at least it's not Dahlia.

She lights up at little an grabs my hand. Leaving the school, I feel like a ten ton weight has been lifted off of me. I can breath again. Away from her; away from them. It all felt too good.

The ride back with Sarah was filled with small talk and I actually felt myself wanting to get to know her. She is somebody that ignites my curiosity.

When we get to my house, we head straight upstairs. She seems in awe as she stares at my room. I can't help but smile at her amazement.

"This room is amazing." She says more to herself than me.

I grab her and pull her onto my bed in an attempt to stop her gawking. Her body stiffens at my touch, so I playfully toss her off of me.

After that awkward incident we talk for hours. Well she mainly talks while I listen, but I have no problem with that. She is so strong and happy on the outside, but behind her walls I can easily see that she will crumble at any moment and it kills me. She was sweet and didn't deserve her past. She didn't deserve her fathers anger, or her mothers drunken rage, or watching her mother take her life. She deserves much, much more. I wanted to hold her, to tell her that everything would be okay, but I didn't want to lie to her. She needed stability in her life. I didn't want to be the one to catch her because I know that I could not be their for her, not the way she needed me.

Tears freely ran down her face, so I just hugged her in silence. Her sobs reverberated off my walls, filling my quiet room with sadness.

Letting her cry was the best remedy for her pain, anything that I said wouldn't have helped in the slightest.

After her pain subdued we just sat in silence.

"Thank you so much Gwen, but I think I should go. It's getting pretty late." Her voice breaks in between every word.

"Yeah. No problem and if you ever need anything, I will always be here for you" my warmest smile slides onto my lips an for a split second I can see hope in her eyes.