Chapter Six:

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Emery Scott~

I awoke screaming. My heart racing at a million miles an hour. I couldn't breathe it felt like it was happening all over again, like the air was slowly being drained from my body. I kept telling myself it was a nightmare but it wasn't, it was real. I almost forgot where I was, I forgot about the beautiful blue-eyed boy that had fallen asleep next to me. Part of me wanted to get out and run, but I couldn't my body still cried in agony. The warm embrace shocked me the most, the smell of his aftershave lingered on him it was beautiful as he pulled me into him. He kept reassuring me I was okay and that everything would be fine, but it wasn't fine.

The blue-eyed boy held me in his arms for what seemed like forever, just holding me as I tried to calm my breathing, it made me feel so secure and safe. Part of me felt so stupid to have stayed here, I was just almost I don't even know how to explain what I almost was but I then decided to stay with someone I barely even knew, I slept in a stranger's bed. If my dad could see this now I fear he would never forgive me, he has made how he feels about me and college so very clear I know this would send him over the edge.

I wipe the tears from my face that I didn't realise has fallen and muster up the strength to break free from his embrace trying to stand which resulted in me almost falling, but despite the pain I pushed through. I glanced at my phone which has 54 miss calls from Romy, a text from a boy called Jamie that I sort of remember from the previous night but some of the night remains fogy except the events I endured on my way home. My eyes went wide when I saw the time was 11am, I had missed my first class. Panic set over me when I realised I had, I didn't want to set a reputation for myself of tardiness.

"I... I have to go" I said with a hint of panic laced in my voice. "I have so many classes I can't... I can't believe I've been here all of 5 minutes and I have already missed classes" a light chuckle left the boys mouth my eyebrows knitted together when I saw him laughing at me "What's so funny" I replied a bit harsher than I meant to.

"The way you're panicking, it amused me" he replied shrugging as he pushes himself out of the bed.

I felt his eyes rake down my body as they widened. I glanced down and realised that the t-shirt he had leant me had raised exposing my underwear. Part of me knew he had already seen me half naked but I still felt immensely embarrassed at it. I pulled the top down desperately searching for my clothes finding them all muddy in the corner. he rolled his eyes at me and chucked me a pair of black joggers insisting for me to put them on as I can't wear my old clothes and there is no way in hell he was letting me walk down in only a t-shirt.

I thanked him quietly slipping on his clothes which fitted loosely around my body, I rolled over the waist a few times to ensure they did not fall down. It seemed like everything I did amused him and it was genuinely making me feel anxious over the fact he thinks I'm a joke.

I followed him out the room downstairs only to be met with a sort of familiar face. Jamie. He was shocked at the sight he had seen in front of him as he stood by the stairs gawking at us. A small smirk played on the blue-eyed boy's face as he passed him. It angered me slightly.

"Hi" I mumbled as we walked past earning silence back.

"Yo Axel-"another boy started only to be just as shocked when he saw me as Jamie was. "Oh, sorry I didn't realise you had company" he frowned looking back at Jamie who could not make eye contact with me.

Axel. That was his name. it was beautiful.

The car ride back to my dorm with him was silent, the music played quietly in the background as I stared out the window, part of me felt like I should make conversation but the other part of me wanted to stay quiet.

Once he pulled up in the carpark by my dorm, I thanked him quietly earning silence back, again showing his bipolar side. I sighed getting out the car shutting the door quietly as I painfully walked to the entrance of my dorm building.

When I entered I was glad Romy was not there, I didn't want to have to explain my situation to her, I didn't want to talk at all. Part of me blamed her for leaving without me but the other part new this was not her fault in the slightest.

I drag myself to my mirror and stand looking at the state that was staring back at me. My green eye's scarred and blood shot and my cheeks patchy, my hands travel down to my neck where faint bruising has appeared overnight my hands travel further down to my stomach lacing the large bruise and cut that has appeared causing me to wince. I tear my eyes away and take the day as it was a normal day

I had a number of classes to attend to today even though I had already missed two and despite the fact I wasn't to curl up in a ball and just read I forced myself to go. I pulled on my dungaree dress and a white top that covered the bruising on my neck and slipped on a pair of vans pulling a brush through my knotted hair. I put my bag over my shoulder and made my way out of the dorm I make my way into the building and locate my next class. Finance. I locate one of the boys I have met in this class called Jenson and perch myself next to him presenting a smile. Jenson was doing English alongside me as well as taking business and finance on the side. We laugh and joke quietly as the class goes on and it begins to help put my mind at ease and forget for a minute last night's event.

"Mr Jenson, please can you provide me the gross profit equation" The sound of our lecturer voice cuts us out of us laughter causing Jenson to snap back up and stutter to get his words out.

"Gross profit is- is the subtraction of cost of goods sold from the total revenue and dividing that number by the total revenue" he says with a smile causing her to nod in approval.

As the day continues I make my way to classes. I sit towards the middle of the class as when I enter it is rather busy. The class begins with the newest book. A Walk to Remember.

The door slams shut and in walks the devilishly handsome boy that cared for me last night, enters "Mr Grey. so nice of you to join us today please take a seat" our lecturer states as she begins to open the book we are now studying. "Miss Scott, what is your take on a Walk to Remember?"

"The main character Landon found someone who brought out a side of him he never knew was there. He opened himself up to love only to have it destroyed when he learnt that she was dying. It was like she was put there to show him that loving was okay. He got to experience something that not just anyone feels, some people do not experience love like others. To experience the love, they did gave him the power to shape his life in a way that would make her memory live on" I replied satisfied with my answer.

"So, you believe that what they had was love?" my lecturer replied.

"I believe what they had was more than love" I responded sinking into my chair as I feel all eyes on me. I can see out of the corner of my eye the boy shaking his head at me.

"That is a very strong response Miss Scott... I look forward to reading your points in your assignments that will be set for this novel" she replied closing the book. It amazes me how time passes so quickly within this class... maybe it's because I am passionate about it? But I love how you can express the love you want to feel in your assignments and share your opinion on it.

I glance at the seat across the room for me only to see it vacant. He was gone.

Part of me knew I owed him a massive thank you, but the other part of me didn't want to talk to him at all, I wanted to curl up in a ball and pretend that last night's events never occurred but I knew this would never be possible.

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