AUSTIN'S POV

"Adilynne?" I whispered poking her on the arm.

I wasn't able to wake her up, so she slept through class, not that it mattered it's just homeroom.

"Adilynne," I say again in my normal voice.

Still nothing.

Is she dead! Hold up wait.

I put my fingers on the side of her neck to check her pulse.

Oh thank God, she has a pulse.

"Holy sh-" I stopped myself.

Mr. Ross cleared his throat scaring me half to death. He handed me a textbook and pointed to the desk beside Adilynne.

She will actually kill me, but she's going to be late for class. I should do it right?

I lift the textbook above my head getting ready to let go of it so it hits the desk.

Aww but she looks so cute with her hood on her head!

I stare at her admiring her beauty. I'm pulled out of my trance when Mr. Ross clears his throat. I roll my eyes playfully and drop the book into the desk.

Umm. How did she not wake up!

Mr. Ross gives me a worried expression. I look at him confused on what to do.

I pick her up in my arms and she looks dead. Mr. Ross checks her pulse as I did before, and nods his head saying I can leave. I walk out of school ignoring all the stares and gossip starting.

"What the fuck you looking at!" I tell at the crowd that formed around us.

With that they all left.

Where do I go now? Home is a 40 minute walk away. Wait, why is she so light. Did she lose weight?

I decide to go back inside. I make my way up the three story flight and walk into the girls bathroom. I sit down in the big gap where nobody can see us. I lay her down with her head on my lap.

I run my fingers through her hair then down her face.

"What the-" I looked down to see Adilynne squeezing my free hand

" Oh your awake, " I say sounding relieved.

"Ow, shut up!" she tells moving her hands to her head.

" Sorry, " I mutter.

"You have nice hair," she says sitting up and running her fingers through my hair.

"Uh, thanks," I say looking at her confused.

She pokes me on the tip of nose and leans in to kiss me. I return the kiss, then quickly pull away.

"Are you DRUNK!" I ask placing my hands on her shoulders.

She innocently looks at me, "nope."

She giggled like a two year old and goes back to my hair. Before I could say anything she gets up almost falling, and pukes in the toilet.

Shit. What is wrong with her.

I walk up behind her and hold her hair back while rubbing her back. She flushed the toilet and stands back up. I exit the stall and grab a paper towel so she can wipe her mouth.

"Thanks," she whispers looking down, then back up smiling.

She wipes her mouth and holds her arms open for a hug. I walk up to her and wrap my arms around her waist. She warps hers around my neck.

She whimpers and I can feel my shirt starting to get wet with her tears. I pull her in tighter and she cries even more. I let go of her and face her.

"What's wrong?" I ask in a soothing voice.

She doesn't answer. I watch as she turns around, her long brown hair flowing behind her. I walk behind her and she makes her way to a locker and grabs her things. I follow her outside after having to catch her multiple times because she loses her balance.

She sits down against a big tree in front of the school. Right before I sit down she pulls out a bottle and tries to unscrew it.

Seriously?

I snatch the bottle from her hand and place it in my backpack. She cries harder.

"I need that!" She yells at me from the ground.

"Why do you need it?" I ask calmly.

"To numb the pain," she whispers so quietly, not meaning for me to here.

But I heard.

Pain?

I sit down beside her and rub soothing circles on her back trying to think of something to say, but she whimpers at my touch.

"Let's go," I say pulling her up.

"Where are we going?" She asks softly.

"My house. "

*****

I get things ready for her to shower. I'm guessing her perfume is wearing off because she now smells like flowers, sweat, and vodka mixed together.

I walk out the bathroom and she walks in. Facing the shower she takes off her shirt. She didn't close the door.

What the actual fuck.

Her back is covered in cuts, bruises, and burns. Her entire back is red and looks swollen. Tears well up in my eyes, I can only stare at her.

She takes of her bra and I can see red marks and more cuts going around her body.

She slips her sweatpants off revealing more her bare legs. Her body is covered in scars. Her legs show even more damage. Bruises cover her body head to toe.

This is why she wants to be drunk. I don't get it. She's always helping people, laughing and smiling. How is she even standing?

Before she can take off her underwear, I pull myself together blinking away tears. I walk up to her shaking body.

"Adilynne?" I say in depressed soft voice.

She jumps and turns around facing me. It looks worse than her backside. Her ribs are covered in bruises. Her whole body is filled with marks. It looks as if someone hit her over and over again with a belt.

Her thighs shows hand prints. Someone gripped her thighs so tight it left marks.

Tears roll down my cheeks, but I'm too sick to stop them.

Who would do this?

She walks up to me and kisses my tears away. She finishes getting undressed and I help her into the shower. I turn the water on mostly cold so the water doesn't burn her cuts.

She washes her face causing her make-up to go down the drain. I study her face. It's covered in dark purple bruises just like the rest of her body.

"Be careful," I say catching her before she fell.

I took off my clothes leaving me in my boxers and helped her in the shower.

I washed her hair and held her up, so she could wash her body. On top of the damage done to her body she was also really drunk, which is causing her to lose balance easily.

"Austin?" She asks.

"Yeah?" I manage to say.

"Kiss me? " she stares into my eyes.

God knows she is so beautiful.

She pressed her back against the wall. I walked in front of her putting my hands against the wall, on each side of her. She presses her body against mine. I feel her bare skin touching me, but all I can think about is wanting to murder the person who did this to her.

I press my lips against hers and she deepens the kiss. Pushing me against the other wall. Water runs down our faces disguising my tears.

*****

I help Adilynne get dressed into my sweatpants and T-shirt. I bought a pack of girl underwear for her after we became friends, you know in case she ever needed it. I didn't have a bra obviously so she didn't wear one.

I fed chance and gave him water. I let him out of his cage once I shut my bedroom door. I grabbed the bottle of vodka and handed it to Adilynne. To numb the pain. She took and drank it.

I just hope she remembers this.