Quinn's pov

I watched Corey grab the guy and hand him over to the police. I was still in Colby's arms. My head was rested on his shoulder. Why would someone want to go after me? I brushed it off and lightly dozed off to sleep in his arms.

***

I was being shooken awake.

"what?" I groaned rolling over

"Quinn get up,"

"No,"

"Yes,"

"What time is it?"

"It's 9:00,"

"Ugh" I groaned

"I'll meet you downstairs. If your not up in five minutes I'm throwing you in the pool," he walked out

Ding

I grabbed my phone

Private—

Unknown: I see you arrested my kidnapper. Didn't know you were so smart.

Me: what do you want?

Unknown: for you to be gone.
Unknown: I can't believe he could even think to date you. Your just a waste of space
Unknown:useless
Unknown: disloyal
Unknown: spoiled brat
Unknown: disgusting
Unknown: obese
Unknown: monster
Unknown: no matter how hard you try you'll never be pretty like the others Quinn. I bet he's just dating you out of pity

Me: no.
Me: no he isn't!
Me: he loves me!

Unknown: are you sure?

Me: yes!

Unknown: then he's lying to you
Unknown: no one
Unknown: NO ONE
Unknown: could EVER love you

I put my phone down and my crybaby tears slipped through my sealed eyes. I heard Colby coming up the stairs to get me. He opened the door and I stopped all noise. Without question he picked me up and carried me down. Outside we went and he threw me underwater. Instead of coming up I stayed there. What if what they said was true? My thoughts consumed me taking in every little negative thing like a tornado. Soon my body beat my mind and made me come up gasping for air. Tears were still storming out of my eyes but you couldn't tell because of the pool water.

"Quinn?"  Colby asked

"I'm getting dressed," I pushed past him
before he could question me

I went upstairs and into the bedroom. I grabbed my leggings and a black fall out boy tee shirt. I changed in the bathroom. I studied my figure in the mirror.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Yeah?" I called out

"Quinn you've been up here for the past twenty minutes!" Colby exclaimed from the other side of the door.

I wiped the last of my tears and I opened the door

"I'm out now," I smiled before stepping past him.

"Quinn are you alright?" He asked grabbing both my hands. Our hips brushed past each other

"Yes," I lied "I'm fine,"

I took my hands back from him and walked downstairs. I sat amongst the group and pretended to join the conversation. I could f get my mind off of this unknown person.

"How about you Quinn?" Tara asked

"What?" I looked up from the floor confused

"Do you wanna go see a movie with us? We're leaving in about five minutes"

"No I don't feel to good," I lied "I actually wanna stay home and rest,"

"Oh okay," She replied

Everyone talked as the. They left. I didn't feel like walking up the stairs so I just laid down on the floor. My back pressed Shias t the cold ground. I opened my eyes when I felt a presence hanging over me. Leaning over me stood a Colby.

"What are you doing?"

"I didn't wanna walk so I'm taking a nap here," I confessed

"Cmon," he said making a grabbing motion with his hands 

I grabbed it and pulled myself up from my laying position. When I was standing completely my back was facing him. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.

"Are you done lying?" He asked

"What?" I questioned

"Sweets we've been dating for almost three months now. I know wen you're lying."

I sighed

"So you're not sick. Tell me what's going on. I know you're not fine,"

"It's nothing. I just got a little hate that's all," I wasn't lying

He picked me up and carried me to our room. He set me down.

"I'll be back," was all he said before leaving

Ding

I looked at my lit up phone

Private—

Unknown: fat
Unknown: freak
Unknown: strange
Unknown: you're not good enough
Unknown: dumb
Unknown: I hate you
Unknown: everyone hates you
Unknown: EVERYONE
Unknown: why do you insist on telling yourself that people actually enjoy being around you?

I put my phone down by the screen kept lighting up with a new message every minute. I cried. At this point... I didn't care. Who care? No one. I pulled my knees to my chest and fell over on my side. I really want my mom right now. Colby came back in. He saw me crying and came right up to me without delay

"Hey hey hey what's wrong?" He asked pulling me into a hug. I wasn't able to speak. I couldn't move. It was as if I was frozen in time and no one else was. So I just let myself stay in his arms as my tears soaked his shirt.

He rocked me back and forth and soon enough I could finally move.

I reached out and grabbed my phone. I opened the messages

Private—

Unknown: slut
Unknown: just go away no one wants you
Unknown: attention seeker
Unknown: whore
Unknown: he's out of your league
Unknown: you only graduated early because the school didn't want to deal with your depressed ass
Unknown: because you missed so much school for your parents' funeral

I read that last message and I threw my phone across the room. Colby got up and grabbed it. He read through all of the messages.

"Quinn don't ever let anyone tell you what I think of you. I love you more that I have any one else." He cane over and kissed me

He picked me up and cradled me and continuously kissed my forehead about a thousand times.

I smiled softly.