Beautiful

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Tristan's P.O.V.

We were left alone in the fitting room, I still couldn't believe she had told the officers that I was her boyfriend.

I looked at her disappointed after she said that. I wasn't disappointed because I didn't want people to think we were dating, I was disappointed because I wish it were true. I've only known her for a couple hours but I already wanted her to be mine.

I turned to look at her after the door was closed.

"So beautiful," I mumbled too quietly for her to hear.

I removed her shirt and was shocked. There were bruises on her hips, stomach, and even some by her breasts. I swear that guy had better watch his back if I ever see him again.

"Can I take off your shorts, to check for bruises?" I asked.

When her shorts were off, I saw bruises all over her upper thigh, I saw a handprint near her ass and my blood was boiling.

I took the pictures then brought her to me. I kissed the bruises on her stomach, the fading handprint on her face. and any other bruise I could find that wasn't too close to any of her intimate areas.

She stood up and got her clothes on, our eyes didn't leave each others for a second.

When she was dressed, she did the last thing I thought she would do. She walked over and straddled me. When I say she straddled me, I mean that she was sitting on my lap, one leg on each side, and was looking into my eyes. Then, she started to lean in.

The officers chose that moment to knock on the door. I swear, they have the worst timing EVER.

Jade looked up at me, then climbed off. 'Great,' I thought 'now we're back to square one.'

She backed away as I stood up. I reached over and opened the door.

Jade's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe that I almost kissed Tristan. My brain and hormones were working together, but they were working against me. The way he held me though, he was gentle, but not in the way that's says 'I pity you,' he was gentle in the way that says 'I'll protect you.'

After opening the door, Tristan and I walked outside of the fitting room. We met the two officers who had just finished speaking with the girl, Hailey.

The man was going to be taken into custody for assault, sexual harassment, and attempted rape.

The man who had heard all of this screamed "if I'm getting arrested for this anyways, can I at least finish what was started before I go?"

Tristan was pissed. He went over and slapped the guy across the face. He then came over and embraced me, whispering into my ear. He told me that he'd never let this happen again.

The officers left after contacting the manager. Tristan put an arm around my waist and told me to go with him.

He brought me to the Food Court. The two guys and Hailey sat at a different table. I looked around and noticed places like Dunkin Donuts, Arby's, Dairy Queen, and Regina's Pizzaria.

"Come on," he said grabbing my hand. He brought me to a place in the other side of the food court, then stopped and got in line for Dairy Queen and moved his arm to my waist.

"Get whatever you want," he said.

We ordered and he got me a large twist with a chocolate dip. He got himself a large Midnight Truffle Blizzard and we sat down. I tried to pay him back but he wouldn't take it.

We sat there and ate our ice cream in a comfortable silence. The mall started to empty and I thanked him for all of his help before I started walking back home. It was around eight o'clock.

Tristan stopped me and asked if I had a ride. I just shook my head. He refused to let me go any further. He opened the door to a car and had me sit down. I gave him the directions to my house and he told the driver.

When we finally arrived, I thanked them again and went inside. My mom was there to ask who I was with. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and was greeted by Tristan.

I went outside and closed the door to make sure that my mom wouldn't spy on us. He told me that he'd see me at school. Then he hugged me. I was so surprised. I hugged him back and he just held me.

"See you at school," he said. He then kissed my cheek and left. Now I couldn't wait for school to come.

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