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CHAPTER 5

Elle's POV
"I think I rock these better than you to be honest," I tease, coming out of the bathroom after changing into a pair of Tommy's and Polo Hoodie, given to me by Christian.

"Oh yeah?" He crosses his arms. "Well I agree." He tosses me a pillow, and a blanket. "I look best with no clothes anyway" he follows up with, causing me to roll my eyes. I've already alerted everyone at home that I'd be spending the night at Christian's. Although me spending a night over at a boys house wasn't something they were thrilled about, at least I was safe, and he set me up quite nicely in a guest bedroom.

"Just call me up if you need anything, I'll leave you alone now," he says, giving me a pat on the head. I grab his wrist and pull him down so he's sitting beside me.

"Waaaiit" I whine. He laughs. Now that  I hadn't been alone all afternoon, I didn't wanna start now. I wasn't ready to face my thoughts.

"Clingy are w..."

"Hunter and I broke up," I cut him off abruptly.

"I gave him the choice to stay with m-, no fuck that. I begged him to stay with me but he clearly didn't want to. Yes, I'm fine, no I don't wanna talk about it but please please please don't leave me by myself," I managed to say all in one breath. He's silent for a moment. I was expecting backlash, and maybe a laugh but no.

"Elle.." He whispers gently "I'm so sorry.."

There was a deep look of pity on his face and I hated it. I hate being felt sorry for, it made me feel weak. Elena Maniquez is not weak.

"Please don't do that" I immediately stop him, covering my face. I feel my eyes beginning to well up and I'm not exactly sure why. The people around me, although did love me, weren't exactly the most sentimental so whenever I'd receive any sort of sympathy I found it overwhelming. "I'm fine, really"

He gives me an understanding nod, but places his body next to mine, and wraps me up in his arms.

"You know I got you always, champ."

I feel my heart begin to race, but I ignore it. Sometimes I regret the choices I'd made during high school, because of moments like these where I have no clue what to do. Maybe if I hadn't been completely devoted to my studies and put a little time towards my actual development as a person, I'd be a lot easier.

At school I had lots of "friends". It was hard not to, considering I stem from the greats. My sister was valedictorian of her class, and very much the winner of any popularity contest administered. Prom queen, class president and a shit load of superlatives in the year book. Naturally she left a legacy behind, and a little sister who everyone seemed to want to get next to.

I talk to plenty of people and get invited out often. Cami jokes around about all the guys throwing themselves at me, saying I've got a little fan club. It was overwhelming, but shallow at the same time. Realistically I've only got four people in that school I talk to on a daily basis. I get invited, but I'm not a party girl and, the most surprising of all is that I'm a virgin. I've done some things, but never went all the way with anyone. Hunter and I have come close a few times but I don't wanna think about him right now...I was in Christians arms and I don't know how to feel. His voice was soft, and his words were kind.

"Thank you, seriously," I coo, placing my hand over his as he held me. "You know, you might be starting to earn your best friend title back" I mock quietly, before drifting off into slumber.

A/N
Short Chapter, I apologize. But the ones in the future are much longer, I promise!

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