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Chapter 10

Alex P.O.V

When did my rooms light get so bright? Damn. I can't even open my eyes that shit's so bright. Damn my body hurts. What happened to me? I thought as I tried to open my eyes, finally after a bit of struggling I opened to some fucking bright lights.

"When the hell did I get those lights installed in my room?" I wondered to myself out loud. I heard a giggle to my right and I looked over and saw Mitchie sitting in a chair next to the bed I was currently in.

"Why am I in a hospital?" I asked finally realizing where I am.

"Because you were beaten really badly, they broke four of your ribs; thankfully they didn't puncture your lung and, gave you a very serious concussion, along with various other cuts, there's one on your hairline that required three stitches, and bruises." she stated, quietly. "Alex, who did this to you?" she questioned, obviously concerned.

"No.." I started

"Don't give me any, 'no one' bullshit, because obviously some fucker did this to you. You have fucking boot shaped bruises on your side for god sakes!" she interrupted me angrily. "Besides you can either tell me willingly or be forced to by a social worker." She said, sort of smugly, I sighed. Should I tell her? You kind of have to. Fuck.

"It was…." I started but was cut off by the door opening to reveal my mom.

"Alex! Mija! I was so worried!" my mom exclaimed as she rushed over and hugged my head probably forgetting that I had stitches.

"AH! Mom stitches remember!" I exclaimed in pain, she immediately let go.

"I'm sorry, I was just so worried." She said stroking my hair.

"Mom, I'm fine." I said in exasperation.

"If you're sure. I need to go home and shower before I give my statement to the police." She said rubbing my cheek. "I'll be back soon, okay mija?"

"Yes mom! Besides Mitchie's here, she'll make sure I'm okay." I said while gesturing towards the blonde in the chair next to my bed. She waved awkwardly at my mom. "You two have met right?"

"Not properly," Mitchie said standing and walking over to my mom. "I'm Mitchie, your next door neighbor and Alex's…friend." She said extending her hand for my mom to shake; instead my mom pulled her in for a hug.

"Sweetheart, you're practically family already! I mean if you hadn't found Alex I don't know how more blood she would have lost." She said pulling out of the hug.

"Mitchie, you found me?" I questioned.

"Yeah, we were supposed hang out today remember. You texted me." She said putting emphasis on texted. Oh yeah I remember now I sent her a text before I passed out.

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry I forgot. I must have amnesia from the concussion." I said, semi-jokingly.

"Well mija, I need to go shower. I'll be back in 30 minutes if traffic is good.

"Okay mom, drive safe." I said waving to her. What has gotten into me lately, doing homework and being polite. What is this girl doing to me?

"I will." She said walking out the door.

"What were we talking about before we were rudely interrupted?" I said, pretending like I don't remember.

"Who did this to you." She stated sitting back down in her chair.

"Oh yeah. It was my father…" I said slowly. I heard her gasp

"That bastard…" she practically growled out.

"I deserved it though! I made him drop sandwiches, which means he had o waste time and supplies to make them again. If I hadn't have been so stupid and just watched where I was going then he wouldn't have done this." I said quickly.

"Alexandra! DO NOT EVER SAY THAT AGAIN. NO ONE deserves to be beaten no matter what you do!" she yelled, making me flinch. "I'm sorry for yelling but it's the truth. You don't deserve this. Especially since that monster is making you feel like that." She said standing from her chair and walking closer to my bed.

"Why do you even care for me? I'm just a student, a mischievous delinquent. You should hate me." I said on the brink of tears.

"I could never hate you, yes you do misbehave but you really have a heart of gold and I know that." She said leaning close to me

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"Because I can see through your badass façade, I know that you are a sweet, beautiful, loving, girl on the inside." She said quietly leaning even closer to me. So close I could feel her breath on my lips.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"For what?" She responded at the same level.

"For seeing the real me," I said as I connected our lips.

WOAH! FINALLY! A DEMENA KISS! WOW! Please review, I do accept ideas. I'll see you guys next time!

~TheDramaticAMC-B~