I used to always stare at her across the classroom, she was always so radiant, so pure, she looked like she was full of confidence yet when she spoke her voice was so quiet that sometimes people didn't even know she was talking, she was ignored constantly yet it did not seem to bother her. She wasn't one of the popular kids yet she wasn't one of the unpopular kids either.

She kept herself to herself mostly, I never seen her socialise with anyone. All I knew about her was that her dad was the Sheriff and her mom worked as a teacher in kindergarten. Maybe that is why no one ever hassled her, they were scared as her dad was Sheriff.

For some unbeknown reason I was drawn to her, I couldn't stop looking at her. If I couldn't see her in a room I was always looking for her out the corner of my eye. I do not know where this obsession came from it seemed to have just developed from nowhere. Maybe it was from watching her when we did sport at school, she was extremely athletic, yet she never played for any teams, but her body, god her body looked like it was carved by the gods themselves.

OK, so maybe my obsession is more of an attraction but I couldn't help it. I wanted to know her, I wanted to brush my hand against hers, I wanted her to give me small glances that I gave her, and I most defiantly wanted her to obsess over me as I did her.

It was the final month of high school, one more month till the summer, and one more month till freedom. I already had a full scholarship for college and I couldn't wait to leave this town, there was only one person that I didn't want to leave behind

"hey babe" no it wasn't him, I turned around to see Graham coming towards me, he draped his arm over my shoulder making my insides coil.

It is not like I don't like the man, I just know I am not attracted to him. Maybe I am using him as a cover up for my own sexuality but there is only one month before I can stop hiding who I am.

"hey" I said back, we walked along the corridors, it was lunch time so the place was swimming with teenagers, I hated this place with a passion, my anxiety started to creep in just being here. "I might go to the library" I suddenly blurted out.

"what, why?" he pouted like a kid, urgh I hated it when he did that "come on babe, everyone is waiting for us in the hall" he tried to pull me forward, but I resisted

"no Graham, I just need to get some stuff finished" I tried to stay calm willing this feeling away

"oooh OK, let me come with you, we could maybe, you know, have a little fun" he tried to put both arms around me

"oh graham" trying to brush him off "we had enough of that last night" yes, we messed around a lot, what can I say I am a sexual person but without fail every single time I felt disgusted with myself afterwards. Although I am a sexual person, messing around with Graham never satisfied me at all.

"come on baby" he tried pulling me now towards the library.

"Graham, I said no" I snapped "what don't you understand about the word no?" he lifted his arms up in surrender

"fuck Regina, no need to be a bitch about it" he said angrily back "I'll see you later"

I sighed and walked towards the library, I knew I was being cold with Graham and I also knew I should have broken up with him months ago, but as one of the popular kids, and Graham being the star footballer I felt it was only natural to keep up the charades. If anything it kept my mother happy. The other reason was to keep my mind distracted from her. Before I got with Graham I was a mess, I longed for her so bad, but I was scared to let anyone know especially her, I had an appearance to uphold.

She is the only person I have ever known to have such an effect on me and I haven't even spoken to her. God I have to stop thinking about her so much, my mind goes places it shouldn't when I'm alone.

I walked into the library walking to the quiet corner where I usually went to hide from everyone. I sat on the floor with my legs crossed and back against the wall. I put my ear phones in and closed my eyes with my head resting against the wall.

I was listening to the British band The Stone Roses when I felt a book fall on my shoulder, momentarily pissed that I was interrupted, I yanked my ear phones out ready to shout at the person that disturbed me. But when I opened my eyes I saw no one. I looked around to see where the book came from, realised it had fallen off the shelf.

I stood up to have a look around, thats when I saw a mass of blond curls on the other side of the book shelf, I noticed she was leaning against the shelf with her head cocked to the side. It wasn't until I saw the side of her face when I noticed it was her, the one who had captured my attention for more than 3 years.

"Emma, come on I know you want it" I heard a voice, then saw Neil, Grahams teammate practically eating her neck, his face was hidden behind her curls. She has her arms up resting on his shoulders, but her hands were in fists

"No, I don't Neil, please" her voice was strained, so quiet but I could hear the fear behind it

"You weren't saying that the other month baby" baby? Oh hell no

"That was a mistake, you know I didn't know what I was doing, I have tried to tell you that" did he force himself in him then also.

"You were moaning my name Emma, don't deny it" he pushed against her again forcing the shelf to rock, now I know where the book came from.

"Please!" I heard her whimper as I heard the sound of a zip. Shit what do I do?

"Yea, please I am going to make you feel so good baby" I couldn't stand one more minute of it, my feet moved quicker than my brain and I marched around the corner until stood behind Neil

"she said no" I snapped as I grabbed his neck and threw him off her, I stood in front of Neil with my back to her "back off Neil"

"Regina, what you doing?" he said in shock "you can't just throw someone off their girlfriend"

"Girlfriend or not Neil, you don't force yourself on someone, especially if they have said no, what the fuck is wrong with you boys" first Graham now Neil

"Whatever, we were role playing, isn't that right baby?" I saw in his eyes the way he was trying to intimate her to side with him, but I wasn't having any of it.

"Fuck off Neil" I spat at him

He looked shocked for a minute before he grabbed his bag and started to walk away "I'll see you tonight Emma, don't be late" with that he walked out of the library.

I was nervous to turn around, I was worried she would be mad, I mean were they role playing? I couldn't be sure, but the thought of that man's hand on her made me sick to the stomach. I slowly turned around to see her green eyes staring into my own. We stood there for a moment in silence. I looked towards her neck and noticed there was a bite mark, she quickly lifted her arm to cover it. I quickly looked back to her eyes, they were glossed over with tears ready to fall, but for some reason I knew she wouldn't let them fall.

I took a deep breath and reached up to her wrist, I pulled it free from her neck but as I was pulling she flinched. I looked at her wrist and noticed bruises around them. She must have noticed my shock as she tried to pull them free

"Please" she whispered, my heart broke, never in my life have I heard someone sound so defenseless

"it's OK" I quietly said back, I didn't want her to think I would hurt her. I would never hurt her. She relaxed her wrist almost immediately. I was trying to ignore the tingling feeling I was getting by touching her skin, now was not the time.

She reached her other arm up covering her stomach as a sort of protective stance, I looked down and noticed her jeans were still undone. Anger flared up inside me, god I wanted to rip Neil's throat out.

I gently reached for her Jeans and pulled the zip back up and closed the button, I felt her stomach clench as my knuckles grazed her skin, I was hoping it wasn't out of disgust. I was trying to be as gentle as possible, I wanted her to feel safe.

"Do you want to get out of here" I spoke quietly, I looked at her and saw hesitation until she finally nodded looking towards the floor, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I held my hand out which she tentatively took it. God her hands were so soft, I could hold these for the rest of my life. "come on" I said before I started walking out of the library and out of school.

A/N hope you like this new story! :)