A/N; I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooorry about the wait. Hope it's worth it! Xxx

No. It had to be some sort of nightmare, and I was about to wake up.

"This is Chris Smith," Mr Sir said. The name made me want to run. And run and run and run, "He's your new councillor,"

"Nice to meet you," he said, surveying us, and only pausing on me for a second. But I saw all I needed to see in those eyes. He was going make me pay. Badly.

"You ok?" Armpit said.

"You're friends with X-ray, and you'd keep him out of danger, right?" he nodded, "Well, when this new councillor is around, keep him away, as far as you can,"

"Why? Are you going to cheat, because I wouldn't-"

"No! Hell, Armpit! I love him! No, it's personal, but he's going to end up dead if he's seen around me. Please, help, I'd die if his heart stopped beating,"

"Who's?" said a voice from behind me that made me shut my eyes and shudder.

"Billy Joe's," I said, thanking god for Green Day.

"Billy Joe?"

"Dude, if you don't know Billy Joe, I'm not going to waste my time with you," and I walked away. I half expected him to pull me back, and 'teach me a lesson'.

"Hey, Jodie-" X-ray stopped as I walked past him without ever looking. I glanced in the window and saw Armpit whispering something to him, and he nodded to me. I walked out the door and towards the Warden's shack.

I was halfway there when I heard the shouts. I looked behind me.

"Run!" Armpit yelled, "Jodie, run!"

I ran, full speed away from the gaining figure I knew was Chris.

"Well, well, well," he said pulling me to a stop, "Wasn't lesson number one, 'don't leave unless dismissed?"

"Like I give a fuck," he grabbed my face.

"And lesson two, 'don't use such vile language'"

"Get the fuck off me, you fucking shitfaced pig, and go suck your mother's dick," I said calmly. There was a deafening silence, and I almost expected tumbleweed to go past.

"I see being here with all these guys has done you no good," he said, "All it's taught you is worse language and disrespect,"

I laughed, "No, no Chris, I was always like this. You just scared me. But no anymore. I'm giving you one chance, get the fuck out of here. Now,"

"I don't think I will. Now, I'm trying to work out which one you've slept with. Unless it was all of them?"

"Do you think of me as a whore?"

"Well, yeah,"

"Bitch, you've got some cheek,"

"And you've got some vocabulary,"

"So who is your conclusion?" I asked.

"The guy I fought, who told you to run,"

"No, he's my brother,"

"His friend, Magnet?"

"My brother,"

"X-ray," My pulse jumped, but I didn't hesitate.

"Brother,"

"Squid?"

"Brother,"

He went through everyone, and I gave the same answer.

"But there's no one else!" He cried.

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe, just maybe, I haven't slept with anyone?"

"But you have,"

"No, I've not,"

"Dear Jodie, I know when you're lying,"

"No, you never did. You didn't realise when I told you I loved you!"

"But that's because you did,"

Hysterical laughter spilled uncontrollably from my mouth, "I never loved you," I said coldly.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Take it back," he said, his voice like death.

"I never loved you. Ever,"

"Jodie, I swear to god,"

"I used to laugh, when you left, at how stupid you were to believe me,"

"Ok, you're crossing the line,"

"Line? Line?" I almost screamed at him, "You crossed the line every time you touched me. You violated me so many times I've lost count. And I'm giving you the chance to leave now, and I won't tell anyone,"

He took a step forward, and I stepped back, raising my eyebrow at him. I didn't think even Chris would be stupid enough to kill me here, in front of everyone.

"Ok, honey, I can see you're upset," he said, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, "But I won't hold it against you,"

"Are you actually retarded?" I asked, gobsmacked. Tipping my head back, I screamed, "I DON'T MOTHERFUCKING LOVE YOU!"

"Of course you do," he said simply, "And you're making a fool of yourself, calm down,"

"No," I said, "No, I don't think I will. Too long, you had control over me. Not anymore. Nope, now I'm Jodie, not that terrified girl you used to kick around,"

"I never kicked you around!"

"Yes, you did," I said coldly, "And I still have nightmares. They're going to haunt me until my dying day, and it's your fault,"

"I don't remember ever hurting you,"

"You were drunk for most of our brief relationship,"

"It was eight months,"

"Worst eight months of my life,"

He let out a roar, and slapped me across the face. The force was so great, that my feet lifted off the ground, I landed in the sand three meters away.

"I loved you, Jodie," he said, "Hell, I fucking still love you. And I'm going to make you remember that you loved me. Or those boys are going to suffer,"

I spat the blood from my mouth and stood up.

"Leave me alone!" I shouted, a few tears falling. I wiped them away angrily, knowing it was more water escaping under pressure than anything else, "Why can't you just leave me alone?"

"Because we belong together, babe," he said softly, trying to hug me. I batted him away.

"You're sick," I said, "You need help,"

I turned and left him. I realised when I'd been walking for a minute it probably wasn't such a good idea to put my back to him, but if I stopped now, he'd know I was scared.

And fuck, was I scared.

I went straight to the bedroom, and my body relaxed when I saw X-ray. His embrace was welcoming, and felt like home.

"¿Quién es eso?" he mumbled in my hair, Who was that?

"Malas noticias. Muy malas noticias," I say back, bad news. Very bad news, "Tenemos que ir, tenemos que salir en este momento," We have to go, we have to leave right now.

"¿Por qué?" Why? I didn't answer him, "¡Jodie! Hable conmigo. Por favor,"Jodie! Talk to me. Please

His expression is one of such worry and concern, I couldn't help the real tears that escaped my eyes. I know this is now, I have to tell him everything. But I could do that when we were both safely away from here. I didn't know what was going to happen, but X-ray sure as fuck wasn't getting hurt. I would take a bullet if I had to.

Things could go either way from here, he could love me or leave me. I'd never put so much faith in one person, and I was terrified I'd be left on my own. I used to be own all the time, but I didn't know if I would be able to back to it.

Taking a deep breath, I look up into his eyes, those beautiful eyes, and said;

"Porque él va a matarme,"

A/N; I know it was short, but did you like it? I love you guys you know, if you didn't read these things, I wouldn't write them! Please, R+R! Xxx