Romeo?

As i make my way to last period English,thought of before my nightmare life popped into my head and how things used to be happy, well that was before the accident.6 years ago when I was 11,it was a normal Saturday for the Wilson family.Me and my mum Linda were making our way to the supermarket for food supplies.I remember laughing so hard at my mum singing to the radio in a funny voice and shaking her head around.I awed how she looked and wished that i would grow up to have her big,deep emerald eyes,voluptuous lips that were lit up with a constant smile and sun kissed skin like hers.Although I've been told constantly by Simon that i look just like her,my smile could never be as joyful and genuine as hers.I only looked out the window for a moment to view the beautifully blossomed daisies planted alongside the road,thinking about plucking some for my mum because they are our favourite flower when a sudden screech from the tires made my head pop to my mother furiously trying to keep control of the steering wheel.The only time I've ever seen her without joy and happiness on her face,as it was replaced by fear and concentration.A split second before we crashed into the upcoming van I felt the pressure on my head,it was my mother's body blanketing me,saving me from the danger of the collision.

The first bell rang,signaling students to make their way to class.I like to get to class early so that i don't give people the chance to stair and analyse me.I feel as through their stairs could penetrate my protective layer of anger and cockiness and see the scars from 6 years of abuse by a man that should love and cherish me.I open the door to reveal an empty classroom,with the cliche English Shakespeare posters on the wall and dirty white board behind Mr.Schofield's organised desk. Mr.Schofield was my favourite teacher,but that was mostly due to the fact that i loved English and he let us sit wherever we wanted.

I walked to the back of the room and sat in the corner and began to dig out my books for the lesson.Students began to fill the room shortly after,followed by our teacher and the bell to signal tat class was starting.I had began to make notes when the volume of gossip and chatting increased,stopping the teacher from continuing the lesson and all eyes where are the door way.My eyes darted over to the sexy man entering the room,making me uncontrollably bite my lip to keep back the lust to jump at him.His long toned body almost filled to door way.He wore a tight plain black top,highlighting his sweet chiseled muscles that hid beneath and wore sexy faded jeans that were slightly slouched on his waste.

My eyes drifted up to his head and my lip pulsed with pain as i bit harder.His short,yet scuffed brown hair looked as through it had been styled just for him and stopped above his eyes.This made his deep blue eyes scream for attention and i felt as though i was getting lost in them.My daydream was soon rudely interrupted when a few girls let out a tight high pitch scream,making him react by reveling his perfect white pearled teeth smile,making me want to swoon at the sight of it.

"Thank you for finally joining us Mr.Edwards,please take a seat"Mr Schofield ordered

"just Jack's fine,Mr.S" Jack replied,fully intending on acting like stuck up snob as he answered back,only making Mr.Schofield chuckle and continue to write on the board.

Jack was the captain of the football team,instantly making him the king of school,and the girl staring at him from across the class room his queen,Claire.She was the prettiest girl in all of the school;however that crown was mostly due to the mini outfits she wore,her bleach blond hair,light blue eyes and generous curves.Jack was known as a player and never committed to anyone,but Claire was determined to train him by permanently being attached to his arm.I instantly coughed and forced my head down,i knew that the only seat left available was next to me and i was now in for a bumpy semester.

The bell rang and i took my time with packing away my belongings,i bent down to retrieve my bag and forced everything in while i had my back to to Jack and Claire. "let's go babes"Claire demanded in her put on,'cute'baby voice.

"babes?Erm no...you go ahead today i think...i'm a ...go work out tonight"Jack finally said,i could clearly tell he was lying so i giggled,liking how not everyone swooned at the sight of Claire like she thought they did.I turned to find only myself and Jack left in the classroom.

"Hay"he said in his seductive deep voice.I swallowed hard and froze in my tracks,this couldn't be good.

-Jack's P.O.V-

Finally the bell rang for the end of lesson and the girl i had spotted biting her lips whilst staring up at me through her eyelashes got up to pack away.

"Let's go babes"she asked,but i was paying no attention.My eyes kept wondering to the girl from the desk next to mine.

"babes?Erm no...you go ahead today i think...i'm a ...go work out tonight"I had to make a lie up,and it wasn't helping that the mysterious girl was fixing her shorts that had ridden up slightly when she had bent down and to top it off she let out a giggle sending me over the edge.Once Claire had left the room i lent against my desk and waited for mystery girl to turn around.

"Hay"She spotted me and froze where she stood.At first I was confused but now i was sure that i could see fear in her eyes.She swallowed hard and suddenly i was filled with sadness and sympathy,all i wanted to do was embrace her in a tight hug and reassure her that everything was ok,i want to protect her.I had never felt this way about any girl before,i had to know who she was.

"My names Jack and you are?"I extended my hand but she just looked at it as if she was learning about human interaction for the first time.My eyebrows pushed together as emotion swept through me.She turned her head away and finally spoke.

"Emma and i know who you are"before i could register a response she was already making her way out the door.I followed her out calling her name,but when she didn't respond i grabbed her wrist.I saw her whole body tense up and wince just at the touch of my hand.She gaped at me,tears filling her eyes, a response i would expect if i had just stabbed her.Pain started to pump through my body the more i looked into her eyes,the more i saw her vulnerability and desire to cage her in my arms was at its strongest.

"GET OFF ME!"she screamed,piercing through the quiet empty halls.I quickly released my grip and held my hands up in a defensive response.

-Emma's P.O.V-

As i exited the class room to get away from Jack as quickly as possible,he kept calling my name.I didn't know what game he was playing so i just ignored him.I was abruptly stopped hen i felt a strong grip around my wrist.I shot my glance at Jack but all i could see was images of Simon and tears started to build up in my eyes.

"GET OFF ME!"I screamed,filling the halls.He quickly released me and lifted his hands into a defensive position in the air to which i took opportunity to turn and try to escape without anything else being said or done.

"Wait!"he shouted as he ran in front of me,blocking the exit to the stairs with his God like muscular body.

"what do you want?"i asked irritated my his keenness and my annoyingly inappropriate lust for him.

"Emma,as in Emma Wilson?"My eyes shot from the floor to his as anger and fear filled my body,how did he know my name.

"H..how d..do you know my name?"i stuttered still in shock.His eyebrows pushed together deeper as if he was confused about my question.

"I am failing English and was told to ask someone to help tutor me,they told me about you."He gave a gentle smile and again i had to bite my lip to resist him.To resist pushing my hand through his hair.His smile grew wider from my satisfaction of my blushing that had spread across my face.

"No,find someone else"i snapped back at him.Angry for my body giving in to his looks.I didn't like him,i can't like him,for my protection and his. Realisation sets in and my eyes dart to the closest clock that read 4.20pm,the walk home takes 30 minutes from here and Simon was home at 5.00pm.I knew i wasn't going to make it at this rate.My heart started to race,may palms became sweaty and my throat was dry.

-Jack's P.O.V-

"I am failing English and was told to ask someone to help tutor me,they told me about you"

I could see anger in her eyes,but that only added petrol to the fire.I wanted her,i needed her.Clearing my throat i gave her a gentle smile.I looked at her only to see the fear and panic i had once saw,but never want to see her make ever again,it pained me.She was looking at clock,was she going to be late for something?

"You ok?"I asked. It took a while for her to snap out of her state panic and shoot her head to meet mine.

"No,i..i need to b..be somewhere and i'm going to be late so please leave me alone!!" She whispered,barely able to make its way to my ears.I knew i had to help her out,i never wanted to see the pain again.

"If you say yes to tutoring me,i could give you a lift and you'll be wherever in 10 minutes"Her eyes went soft as she thought about my offer.

"Ok,let me just go to the toilet first."I was surprised at her sudden agreement,but more so at the fake smile she thought would trick me.

-Emma's P.O.V-

"Ok,let me just go to the toilet first."I whispered,i knew i had to say something otherwise he would never let me go and later i was,the more i would be beaten by Simon's fist waiting for me at home.I swerved past him and through the doors.I turned the corner so he was now out of view and passed the toilets and i made a break for the doors to my freedom.

When Simon was home for 5.00pm,i had to make sure i got home to start making dinner for him.Only once i have been late before and that was when he snapped and the first time hitting wasn't just enough.

(past)

i barged through the front door,aware that i was late by an hour and hadn't told Simon that i joined the English poetry club.I could escape from my horrible life with poetry and it made me feel safe.

As soon as i had shut the front door behind me a strong hand circled around my 14 year old throat and had pushed my back up against the door.His 6ft2,muscular body loomed over me,covering me with his shadow,hiding his more than average looks in dark.I always thought he could remarry because of the way he looked,and maybe then he would be happy and love me again.He leaned down till his lips were touching my ears.I flinched at the touch but his grasp on my neck only got tighter.

"Where were you? Where you out with a boy?"He whispered into my ear,but as the shiver made its way down my spine i thought that really,he wanted to shout it.I couldn't answer him,this was the first time he had ever talked to me like this,he was too close.

"ANSWER ME!"he was now shouting and i flinched,squeezing my eyes shut from fear and panic of what was going to happen next.

"N..no i..i was at school.."I finally found my voice.

"LIAR!"He had now moved his face only inches from mine.

"No,i..."before i could defend myself he had harshly forced his lips onto mine.One of his hands started to slowly slide up and down my arm.

"No i don't...owww!"he had punched me right in the stomach and i slide down, clutching my stomach.

"GET UP"he shouted as he grabbed my hair,pulling me to my feet making my stomach hurt all over again.His grasp was now hard on my arms as he pulled me to his lips,they were cold and hard,not what i was expecting my first kiss to be like.

We were gratefully separated by the sound of the house phone echoing throughout the house.He backed away,i was trying to grab as much air as i could to fill my lungs as he looked me up and down then looked to the direction of ringing."Stay here!"he ordered,i didn't think i could move.My feet were grounded into the floor as what had just happened haunted me.

Now was my only chance for freedom.I begged my legs to start moving and i headed for the stairs,hearing Simon slam the phone down and his footsteps getting closer into the room.As i reached the landing.Simon had already started on running full speed up the stairs."STOP EMMA!"He demanded,now the angriest i had ever seen him.

I ran into my room at the end of the hall and slammed the door shut,hoping that the lock could keep him out.I crawled into the corner,hugging my legs to my chest as hot tears streamed down my cheeks as hard knocks banged against my door.As i looked up from my knees at the door burst open,reveling Simon searching the room.

Once our eyes met he glared at me with hatred "You spoiled little brat,you killed my wife and then treat your father this way!"he said as he stormed over to me.He viciously grabbed my arms pulling me up.I turned my head,but only for it to be met by his hand as it collided with my right cheek.

He threw me on my bed so easily,trapping me by holding both my hands in his right hand above my head whilst he ripped my clothes with his other hand.With limited movements i could only wriggle my body to protest but it was no use as i laid under him naked,tears blurred my vision but i could tell that he want to rape me,his own daughter.

I had let out a scream,kicked his feet and tried pushing his hands away but nothing worked,he just kept on raping me.It was so painful,but i couldn't do anything about it.

After he's done,he collapsed on top of me for a short while to get his breath back before staggering off my bed and down the hall to his own room.I laid there,curled up in blood and tears wishing that it would never happen again.That night Simon Wilson had raped me again but it was by no means the last time.

(Present)

I am brought back to reality when i heard a car horn right next to me.I stop walking and turned to face the car as the widow rolled down revealing Jacks smug face.

"I thought you wanted to go to toilet?"He questioned.

"Oh,i meant the one at home.."i gave a sarcastic smile,but he replied with a genuine smile.

"Even through that was a fake smile,its the only smile I've seen on your face.You should smile more often,you look hot"I blushed and it coloured my face red.He had just complimented me! I didn't know how to respond other than to put up a barrier of cockiness.

"I smile all the time,just not when i'm with you!Its funny how that works,isn't it"I resumed my fast pace walking,now only 10 minutes left to make what should be 20 minutes left till my house.

"owch,that hurt! I'll forgive you if you let me drive you home.Its the least i could do,it is my fault you're going to be late."He stopped the car,just as i had stopped walking.

I closed my eyes for a second,taking in a deep breath through my nose and out through my mouth.I knew he could get me home on time so i opened my eyes."fine,but this doesn't mean i'm going to tutor you!"I pointed my finger at him,to which he laughed as he unlocked the passenger door.I looked at him once more before climbing into his black Mazda CX-5.

He put his hands up in a defensive way,"no no no,just giving my friend a lift to home" He smiled his too over confident smile.

"We're not friends"I said dryly.

"why?"

"I don't want any friends"I took a big breath in and closed my eyes"I just want to be left alone"I opened my eyes and stared out the window.Since my father started to abuse me,i separated myself from my friends and never made any new ones.I couldn't let anyone in close enough to see my scars or to find out what Simon was doing to me or i could be in for a worse fate.

“Well that’s tough because we’re now friends!” I shot my head to face his. He lifted his hand and I tensed my body, gasped and shut my eyes ready for the pain. After a while I opened my eyes and let out the breath I was holding. I realised that he wasn’t going to hit me, he only wanted to shake my hand. “Hi, I’m Jack Edwards.”

I looked up at his flawless, model like face to see it pained with confusion and pain from reaction to his hand, unable to face the pain in his eyes I could only look at his hand, fear still pumping through my veins.

When he knew I wasn’t going to shake his hand he brushed it through his rough hair and back on the steering wheel and pulled back out onto the road.

“East or west?” He asked the ultimate question, this is what divided the school from the popular to the geeks. The west was home to some of the grandest houses, enough to sleep a large family and all the staff, something I have only ever had chance of seeing once, when I was younger. Then there was where I lived, the south east. The east was home to some of the poorest, but the south east was worse! If there was a shooting, drug dealer or murder, it was happening in the south east. No place like home eh!

“erm..” I cleared my throat “east…south east” He looked at me shocked, swallowed deep then smiled his prince charming smile.

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