Should I Tell Him

Chapter One:

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Walking in from school, Candace walked in the front door to find an empty house.

Candace sighed. She then sat back and laid down, unsure of what she should do, due to the fact that she was left alone for the weekend. Her mom was on a business trip, that was for sure, her Dad, well she knew, but as for that she could not tell anyone. Not one person could know. Especially her mother. Not even her best friend.

Walking up the hallway to her room, she then saw a picture of her mom and dad on their wedding day. It sent chills up her spine, since she knew her Dad's secret. She knew that he was cheating on her mom, but she could not tell her under penalty of abuse and death. She hated to keep this a secret from her mom, but since her dad threatened to kill her and her mom if she found out, she did as she was told, because she did want hurt her mom or herself.

She then sighed. Walking up to her bedroom and laid down on the bed. Starting on her homework, only to be bored an hour later…then decided to go down to the pier and see if anyone was there. After leaving her mom a note, she started on her way.

It was a beautiful day on the pier. Candace couldn't have agreed more with that herself. The sun was shining and there were no clouds in the sky. As far as she could tell, it was perfect day. Still, she continued to walk. She then came to the steps, but she didn't carefully watch her step like she should have.

She then tripped right after she stepped of off the steps. She then noticed that she had fallen in someone's arms. She then looked up to find that someone to be a guy. A very hot guy at that, she thought. She then noticed that it was Bradin Westerly, the hottest guy in her school. What I would give to be noticed by him, she thought.

"So, is there anything I could do for you?" Bradin asked, breaking her trance.

"I…..um, no thank you" Candace replied, flattered at the fact that Bradin was speaking to her.

"Are you sure? I would not mind taking you somewhere. Would you like for me to walk with you to your house?" Bradin flirtatiously asked.

"I actually would not mind that," you replied. Bradin smiled at this.

You then tried to walk, but then you couldn't because you had somehow managed to hurt your ankle. You tried to walk, but you couldn't even put weight on your foot.

Bradin, noticing this, decided to do something. He then went over to Candace.

"Climb on" he said. Candace refused, but he still knew that she wanted to.

"I wouldn't mind but I'm probably too heavy for you," Candace said.

"You are not. You probably don't weigh anymore than a hundred pounds. I say you weigh under a hundred pounds, so climb on" Bradin said, knowing that she could not and would not refuse.

Sighing, you climb on, careful not to bruise your already sprained ankle.

"I could so get used to this," you thought as he carried you home.