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Chapter 11

Sunlight steamed on Amara's face. She woke up, and realized that she was in a bed.

"Didn't I fall asleep on the couch?" She thought.

"Oh, you're up," Seiya said, entering the room. "I woke up before you, so I put you in the bed, figuring you'd be more comfortable. Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you."

"Thanks,' said Amara, "Wait, don't we have school today? I need to get home to get ready."

"Come on, I'll walk you," Seiya.

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Amara unlocked the apartment door.

"Come on in," she said. The apartment was bigger than Seiya's, and much neater and nicer. Seiya noticed that her parents weren't home.

"Where are your parents?" he asked.

"I live alone," she replied.

"Why?" Seiya asked.

"I hated my stepdad, so I moved out when I was almost 15," Amara said.

"What about your mom?" he asked.

"Don't you remember what I said on the school roof?" she said.

"Oh yeah," Seiya said, remembering that Amara had said that her mom died.

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"So, the other day, on the school roof," Seiya started while walking with Amara to school.

"What about it?" she asked trying to avoid the subject.

"I don't know... you were talking about your childhood. What exactly happened?" he said. Amara sighed.

"My parents divorced when I was 4, and my mom re-married to Darrel Tenno. I didn't like him. He beat my mom and I, mainly because of his anger issues. When I was 6, my mom decided to leave him, so we ran away. While driving, we hit a truck and my mom died instantly, so I had to live with my stepdad. Finally, I ran away because..." she trailed off.

"Because?" Seiya asked.

"I um, got sick of him," Amara said, not wanting to mention her rape.

"Must've been hard, you were so young," Seiya said.

"Yeah," Amara said. Sadness filled her eyes. Seiya noticed. He put his arm around her.

"Hey, cheer up!" Seiya said. Amara smiled.

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Seiya was sitting with Amara at lunch. Amara was drawing something on a sheet of lined paper.

"What are you drawing?" he asked.

"The picture that you wanted me to paint," she replied.

"Where's your sketch book? Wasn't it in there?" he asked.

"I lost it," she said. Seiya raised an eyebrow.

"She just had it yesterday. I bet Misaki had something to do with it," Seiya thought.

"I'll be right back," he said. He found Misaki at her locker. He walked up to her.

"Oh, hey Seiya," she said sweetly.

"Where is it?" he asked.

"What?" she asked.

"You know what, Amara's sketch book," he said. She rolled her eyes.

"Fine, here it is, we were just messing with her," Misaki said.

"Leave her the hell alone," he said coldly.

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As Amara was walking to class, Misaki, Nina, and Fumiko took her away and led her to the edge of the school property. Misaki slapped her and Amara fell to the ground. Nina and Fumiko held her down and extended her hand outward.

"Amara, give up Seiya, or else," she said firmly.

"No! I won't. I don't care what you do to me!" Amara said. Misaki picked up a small boulder.

"What if I smashed your hand?" she said, "Then you won't be able to paint!"

"I don't care, I'll paint with my left hand. If you smash that, then I'll use me feet. As long as I get to be with Seiya," Amara said. Misaki threw the boulder down.