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Chapter 10

Amara was in her apartment, icing her wounds. She remembered Seiya's jacket.

"He told where he lives, I should return it," She thought.

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Amara found the run-down apartment complex and entered one of the hallways.

"Shoot, I don't know his room number," She thought.

"HEY! Who are you?" yelled a voice. Amara jumped. Behind her was a tall man, about 6'5", with a heavy build. She paled.

"Who are you?" he said again.

"Umm..." she stumbled, "Does Seiya live here?"

The man pointed at the room at the end of the hallway.

"T-Thanks," she said nervously. She walked towards the door, the man followed. She knocked.

"Please, Seiya, answer," she thought.

Seiya opened the door.

"Hey, Amara. Whoa, you look like you've seen a ghost. You okay?" he greeted. He looked behind her.

"Oh, hey Steve," he said.

"Who's she?" Steve asked.

"My girlfriend, Amara," he replied.

"Huh?" Amara said dumbfounded.

"Come on in, Amara," he said. She walked into the very small room.

"Umm...excuse the mess and the size," Seiya said.

"That's okay. It's fine," Amara said, "I came to drop off your jacket," she said.

"You came all this way just to drop off my jacket? This isn't exactly the safest part of the neighborhood,"he said.

Amara touched her head and moaned. Her pain medication was wearing off and her head was beginning to hurt.

"You okay? Why don't you sit down," he said leading her to the couch. He sat down next to her.

"Seiya, did you mean it? The girlfriend thing?" she asked.

"I'd never lie to Steve," he said. Amara smiled. He kissed her forehead.

"You have a bruise," he said and lightly kissed the bruise under her eye.

Amara winced.

"Did that hurt?" he asked.

"A little," she replied.

"Who hurt you? You wouldn't tell me earlier," he asked. Amara didn't reply. He put his arm around her.

"It's okay, you can tell me anything," he whispered in her ear.

"Misaki, Nina, and Fumiko," she replied.

"Why?" Seiya asked.

"Misaki hates me because I hang out with you," Amara said.

"Yeah, Misaki's the jealous type," Seiya said, "don't worry, I'll protect you," he whispered and kissed her. Amara massaged her forehead, her head was killing her and making her dizzy.

"Lay down and rest," Seiya said. Before she could stop herself, she was laying down next to Seiya, embraced in his arms.

"Where else did she hurt you?" he whispered.

"My stomach and my arm," she replied sleepily. Seiya slipped his hand up Amara's shirt and started to rub her stomach gently. Fear filled Amara's eyes. She sat up immediately. She was shaking.

"Oh, um, sorry about that," Seiya said blushing. He sat up and put his hand comfortingly on Amara's shoulder. Amara jumped.

"You alright?" he asked. Amara didn't hear him. Memories flooded her.

Flashback

"Darrel, get off of me!" Amara cried.

"Shut up and be a good girl," Darrel said. He unzipped her pants. Amara whimpered as he unbuttoned her shirt.

"Good girl," he whispered.

End

"Amara, what's wrong!" Seiya asked while waving his hand in front of her face.

"Huh? Oh, sorry," she replied. He gave her some tissues. Amara didn't notice that she had started to cry. Seiya wrapped his arms around her.

"I don't want to see you cry," he whispered.

"I don't want to cry," Amara whispered. They sat there, and fell asleep in each other's arms.