MAL THOUGHT SHE WAS DREAMING.

She was sitting on a wooden table in her mother's restaurant, scribbling notes in her special writer's notebook.

Only her called it that.

She was almost too focused on her writing that she didn't hear the door bell ringing, announcing somebody's entrance.

Noah Jupe, her boyfriend of one year, came storming in the restaurant, a furious expression on his (seriously handsome) face.

He had a slim figure, with chestnut brown eyes and curly dark brown hair that he decided to recently grow.

"Mal." He solemnly began, making Mal look up in surprise. She certainly hadn't expected him at that hour, especially when he had told her before that he couldn't come.

"Hey, babe... I didn't know you were coming today."

"Cut the crap, okay? We need to talk. Let's go outside,"

In a random situation, Mal did not like men yelling at her, or anyone giving her orders. However, she decided to listen to him for once, since she wanted to know what made him so upset.

As soon as they were both met by the fresh, cold air just outside the restaurant's entrance, Noah turned to her with the same frustrated expression, except that it was more fierce. To her, anyway.

She had never saw him so angry before. She hated it.

"Noah, sweetie, what's going on?"

He shook his head in disappointment, in denial. Her lovely attitude from before left her, and all what was left was curiosity.

"Were you stalking me? Before we started going out?" he asked. A pretty simply question. To her, his words came out like venom. She felt her heart ache as tears threatened to stream down her face.

How dare he?

"W-What?"

"You heard me. Now answer the question."

She shook her head in shock, not believing how angry he was at her. They were dating for about a year, and he never yelled at her or hurt her feelings.

So why was he doing that at that specific moment?

"What do you mean by that, Noah?"

"Stop acting stupid! You know exactly what I'm talking about."

"I'm not acting stupid!" She exclaimed, then glanced around her nervously as they both realized people were looking at them.

"Then you are stupid! That has to be the only way to put it."

Those words stung.

She absolutely hated being called stupid. Noah knew that as well.

"Noah, how could you?!"

Tears began to stream down her face. Noah noticed, and his expression softened.

"H-How did you know about what Shia did to me?" he asked in a softer tone.

"Shia? What are you talking about?"

"I n-never told anyone this before. So how did you know? You have to tell me, Mal..." He began, tears filling his eyes as well. Both by the sight of his girlfriend crying, and the fact that somebody knew his secret.

"Knew what, Noah?! How did I know what?" she yelled, wiping her tears away with one, swift move. Noah shook his head, taking his sight off her for a few seconds to stare at the floor.

"How did you know that Shia raped me?"

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