In The Falling Sun

Chapter 3

It has been a week since Elizabeth's make over. I didn't do much but she absolutely fell in love. All she needed was some color to her hair, and the power of YouTube and makeup/brushes. She was definitely feeling herself though.

"Why do you wear such over sized sweaters?" She questioned as we sat down to eat lunch.

"Because they're comfortable." Because if I don't then you and everyone else in this school will see the marks I'm left with after nights of being abused.

"Your too pretty to not keep up with yourself. Change up your clothing style." She had the sweetest smile.

Just as I looked up I saw Brittany and her clique walking towards us. Swaying their ponytails and moving their hips entirely way to dramatically. As she got closer I noticed she started to unscrew the cap on her juice. "Oh she better not." I thought to myself. But as soon as she got next to me she stopped in her tracks, emptying the contents all over my head, shoulders and back.

"What the fuck." I shot up from my chair, knocking it down in the process.

"Ha. Oops." She started to laugh. I could feel my hands clench into fists, before someone stood infront of us.

"Walk away, because from the look on her face, this is going to go one of two ways. She's going to not care that I'm standing in the way, jump over me and completely demolish that face of yours, or she's going to hit me in the process of getting to you. And right now I don't think either one of us wants to get hit in the face." I could hear him talking to her. "So seriously walk away before I move over and let her kick your ass."

"I vote you just move I'd love to see Grace kick her ass." Elizabeth spoke up, clearly sounding as upset as I felt.

I could see Brittany's face around this unknown guy's arm. She rolled her eyes and walked away. Then he turned around, revealing his face. The guy that goes by Jack, the guy who has now defended me twice since I've been here.

"Hey are you okay? Do you need a change of clothes or a ride home to change?" He looked deeply concerned.

"Um, a ride home would be nice." I could feel myself relaxing as I stared into the eyes of this greek god look-a-like.

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The ride to my house was quiet. Not an awkward or an uncomfortable quiet. It was relaxing, he had music on and the windows cracked a bit. He would sing his favorite part or turn up the volume just a little. As we pulled up to my house I took notice of the empty drive way.

"You can park in the driveway, my dad isn't home." I spoke up, breaking the silence.

I was standing in my room, taking my hoodie off and pulling my shirt with it. I heard my bedroom door creek open.

"Oh my god." Jack breathed out in disbelief. I turned around trying to hide my bruises in a panic. "What happened?" He spoke up stepping in my room and closing the door behind him.

"N-nothing. It was an accident. I slipped and fell in the shower." I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. He walked closer to me, placing his hands on my waist, sending an electric shock up my spine. He turned me around and ran his fingertips very lightly over my bruised back. "Really it's nothing."

"Nothing? If you weren't standing and walking right now, I'd think you got hit by a bus." He softly spoke.

"Jack, really. I fell in the shower." The lower he traveled down my back the more goosebumps I could feel rising. This was the first time talking to him in 2 weeks that I've been going to school, yet he is already starting to make me feel these things.