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                                                                                  chapter 6

Sebastian's pov

The bell goes and I follow Lucy to the cafeteria and we sit down at a table at the back, she looks tired and broken so I don't bother her. After a minute or two she has her head on the desk sleeping, she looks so peaceful and cute.

My other bad boy friends come over and sit at the table and I tell them to be quiet then I make sure nobody bothers her. "So is this the girl you were talking about dude" Danny says quietly. I nod my head and they smile.

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The bell for next class starts and everyone gets up and leaves. She looks so peaceful so I don't want to disturb her, I don't think she's ok enough to be at school so I texted Danny to tell the teacher I took her home because she's not feeling well.

I pick her up bridal style, carefully so I don't wake her and look down at her, her lips look so soft and pink.
I carry her to my car and sit her next to me and drive home, I don't actually know where her house is and I don't want to disturb her so I'll take her to my house till she wakes.

After a 15 minute drive we arrive at my house, I got out and unbuckled her seatbelt and picked her up bridal style again. Once I'm inside I put her on the couch and sat on the edge admiring her.

I think I saw paint under her chin so I got a wash clothe and wiped it off but looking closer it was blood. I wiped her makeup of a bit, glad that it's not waterproof and I'm shocked at what I see.

She had a couple massive bruises on her face and around her eyes, they were a dark purple color. I notice when I wipe near her neck she has bruises there too. I lifted up her shirt (not in a Pervert way😂) and she had a bandage around her ribs and stomach, where the bandage wasn't you could see scars all over her.

I pull her shirt back down and notice she's starting to stir awake. She opens her eyes confused at where she was. "Your at my house, you were too tired for school" she nods.

I look at her with sadness and worry in my eyes and she looks back confused. "Who hurt you" I say in a serious manner but caring. She looks at me shocked and sits up pulling her Mirror out of her bag. "I- I fell over" she lies obviously. "Don't lie to me, I've already seen the blood, bruises and bandages" she looks at me nervously. "I c-can't tell you" she says.

I didn't want to press her for an answer and She still didn't tell me so I went to the kitchen and made us some Japan styled noodles. She looks like she hasn't eaten in weeks. She accepts them with no refusal so we sit on the couch talking and sharing the noodles.

When it got to 4.30pm she said she had to leave, I offered to drive her home because she looked like she was in a hurry and after a second of thinking she accepted so we drove while listening to music. She got me to drop her off and the end of her street instead of at her house, which makes me feel unease but I didn't complain. Did she not trust me enough or was it the person who hurts her lives in this street?

After I got back I cleaned up the dishes and sat down in my room thinking about who could of hurt her. All I know is I want to keep her safe and protect her from the world.

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