Hurt But NOT Broken

Prologue

I was sitting alone in the small shack I found, waiting for my best friend, Matty Peters. I would like to say he was my boyfriend, but he said I needed to wait a bit longer. But I'm don't know if I can. THEY might come to get me soon. THEY will capture and won't let me out ever again. I only escaped because one of them helped me, but he's long gone by now.

"Hey Cels? I'm here, you can stop being afraid now." Said a warm voice that sent tingles down my spine. The little rusty door opened and in came my best friend, he was gorgeous. He had blonde silky hair that I've always wanted to run my hand through, but that would be too weird. With a pair of hypnotizing blue eyes.

"Hey Matty, I've missed you a lot you know." I said as I burrowed my head into his chest, inhaling his scent. I've really missed him a lot.

"I know Cels, I missed you a lot too. I'm sorry I was gone so long. My parents wouldn't let me come back any sooner. You know how they are about that." He said while holding me in his lap, stroking my hair gently.

"Yeah I know, but I want to spend as much time with you as possible, I might have to leave really soon. I've stayed here way too long Matty," I said with worry lacing throughout my voice.

He sighed disappointingly, "You know that I don't want you to leave, you can stay with me and my parents, why won't you just accept it?" He asked with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Ive told you why, THEY'LL find me, and if THEY find out that you and your family were helping me, they would hurt you guys, I care about you a lot Matty, I don't want you to get hurt because of me." I said sadly hanging my head low.

"Celeste, you know that I love you right?"

"Yeah, and I also know that I love you too." I said blushing a deep scarlet.

"I promise if you ever leave Celeste, I'll wait for you, I don't think I can love anyone else but you. I just love you way too much." After that he left.

But sadly that was the night I left. I left knowing that he would wait, and that I would someday come back for him. Little did I know I was just going to be a past to him.