Shane pov
i was at the Common Grounds doing my daily shift,when Monica walked in ugh.Her bleach blonde hair swaying as she walked.
"hey Shane"she purred ugh desperate or what.
"what do you want Monica"
"i think you know what i want"she said whist stroking my chest,i gently pushed her hand of my chest and back on the counter.
"Fuck of Monica not interested"i growled getting angry.
"you don't mean it, and you don't want anyone to get hurt do you"
i know what she meant,she would hurt my sister Claire,she was a year younger and in collage with Monica.
"you fucking dare you hurt Claire ill kill you"
"whatever" she filliped her hair and swayed out.
thank god my shift was over i got in my rusty old truck and headed home,were i lived with my best friend Micheal, my other best friend eve who's a goth,and Claire my younger sister.
Claire pov
I was at home in the kitchen getting an ice pack when Shane came through the door.
shit. He cant see me like this im all bruised ive got a black eye busted lip.
"hey Claire you home!"
"umm yea"
"were are you"
"the kitchen"
as he walked in i turned around hiding my bruises.
"hey Claire you alright"
"umm yea just making coffee" i occupied my self by making coffee.
"Claire look at me "
i didn't answer him i just messed with the coffee machine.
" . .please!"
I turned to look at him,he gasped.
"claire who did this too you"
"Monica"