Save Me

Chapter Four

Sunday was a boring day, all I did was watch t.v listen to music, eat, and practice covering up the red hand print on my face. I can't believe he slapped me so hard that the mark hasn't left yet.

It's Monday now and I'm terrified to face cam. If I didn't have a science test I would stay home all day. I got up and put some black leggings on with the black crop top and plaid blouse I got from forever 21 with my black toms.

I grabbed all my books off of my coffee table and went to my car. Thank god I didn't have to give Ashley or Alison a ride today. I don't want them to see me like this, I'm always bubbly and happy but not today, today I'm scared.

I pulled up to the school and parked my car. The first thing I looked for before getting out of my car was cam. When I didn't see him I got out of my car and ran to the lobby doors. I made sure to get to school only minutes before the bell rang so I wouldn't run into cam.

I just had to walk down this hall, turn, take a couple steps and I would be safe in class. When I turned into the last hallway cam was by the door waiting for me. Shit... I can't turn around and walk the other way. I can't make it seem like we're not dating.

I slowly walked towards him unsure of what to do. "Babe you look gorgeous" cam said biting his lip. "I have to go to class cam" I said trying to walk past him but he grabbed my wrist and pushed me against a locker. He started to kiss my neck, I tried pushing him off but he was to strong.

I guess cam got sick of me trying to get him off me so he grabbed my wrists again and dragged me around the corner. "Cam stop that hurts!" I said trying to loosen his grip. "He pushed me against the locker again but this time with more force. I hit the side of my forehead and it was sure to leave a goose egg.

"Stop denying me in public. Your my girlfriend act like it!" He said before hitting the locker above my head and walking away in frustration. I started to cry and the bell rang. There is no way I'm going to class now! I walked down the halls for a bit until I went to an empty hall with 2 offices.

I leaned against the lockers, slowly lowering myself to the ground. I touched my forehead where it hit the locker and winced at the pain. I put my head into my knees and the tears starting streaming down my cheeks. I heard footsteps coming down the hallway closer to me. Someone sat beside me but I ignored them.

"Are you okay?" The person asked. It was a boy probably in the same grade as me. "Go away" I said In between sobs. "I don't like seeing people in pain though, just look at me at least?" I thought for a second and slowly lifted my head. I looked the opposite way of him and wiped the tears from my face.

When I looked towards him I saw the best looking boy I have ever laid eyes on. He had dark brown, basically black hair and dark chocolate brown eyes. He was perfect. "Wow" he said looking surprised. "What?" I asked in confusion. "You are absolutely stunning" he said staring into my eyes.

I could tell that my face lit up bright red and I laughed at his comment. "I'm a mess.." I said trailing off and looking to the floor. I felt my eyes starting to burn from forming tears. The boy put his arm around me and pulled me close to him. I put my head into the crook of his neck. "I'm Calum by the way" he had the cutest voice ever oh my god. "I'm Alanna" I said with a small laugh.

"So can I know what's wrong?" He asked? He really did sound concerned. "It's my boyfriend..." "Guys are dicks" he paused and moved his arm, then sat in front of me. "What did he do?" He asked. "He, he hit me" I said braking out into tears. Calum pulled me into him and I cried into his shirt. "Shhh it's okay" Calum told me as he played with my hair.

I felt safe in his arms, which is strange considering I just met him like 5 minutes ago. "We only started dating Saturday morning. It's been two days and he already hit me once and has hurt me a couple times verbally and physically.." I paused and took in a deep breath. "I'm pathetic." I said quietly. Calum lifted me head so I'd look at him. "Listen your not pathetic. He is! If he is physically hurting you and saying rude stuff to you he's the pathetic one." He said putting a hand on my cheek and wiping away one of my tears.