I Love You



Chapter-2-Anyone



"I found her Harry!" Ron smiled to Harry through the mirror that Harry had bought them so they could talk.

"Found who?" Harry asked putting down the magazine he was reading.

"The perfect girlfriend!" Ron's smile got bigger. Harry sighed. But because of his curiosity asked, "Who?"

"Ginny."

"Your sister, Ginny?"

"Ron!" Hermione and Ginny hissed.

"What?!"

"I'm not going out with Harry!" said Ginny.

"Why not?"

"None of your business." And she left.

Harry saw Ron look at Hermione who was starring into space. "What do you know?" he asked her.

"What mum?" Hermione shouted. "Okay, coming! Sorry guys. Mum stuff." And her figure disappeared.

Ron looked at Harry. "What?"

"I'm going to hurt both of them!"



"GET YOUR BUT OUT OF BED!" Faith quickly did. Her father grabbed her by her hair. "WHERE IN THE HELL WERE YOU LAST NIGHT!"

"I was"-

"DOING NOTHING!" He slammed her head against the wall. "LISTEN! DO ME A FAVOR! GO OUT THERE! MEET SOMEONE! GET LAID AND GET OUT OF MY LIFE!" And with that, he kicked her in the stomach, letting her fall to the ground, and stomped out of the house.

After Faith heard the door slam she ran to the bathroom and began coughing up her blood again. After about a passed she spat, brushed her teeth and went back to her room to think. AS she laid on her bed her fathers words rang through her head. Who did she know that loved her? Who did she even know that would. . .well. . .show her what love was like? Jose was the first word that came to mind. Could he love her? Could he show her what love was like? Possibly.

She lifted her shirt to look at the large, new, purple bruise he had given her. 'He is strong,' Faith thought. 'And I guess he is cute.' But she was only trying to convince herself. She wanted to know what love was like. Even if it was for one night. At least she would know.

"Yes," Faith said to no one. "I'll do it."

She lifted herself out of bed and began to get dressed. All she had was baggy old pants and an old long sleeved shirt that was clean. After getting her clothes on she put on some cover up and left.

She wasn't sure how she was going to do this. She didn't even know how to kiss. And how would Jose react to her ugly black, blue, purple, brown and yellow body?

Well, if he loved her, and meant all those things he had said he wouldn't care. Now would he?

Faith walked to his house. When she got there she rang the door bell and applied some lip stick as she waited. When he finally answered he said, "What the do you want?"

"Please," Faith began.

"Please what?"

"Well," Faith looked down at her feet. "Remember? At the party? How you. . .well. . ."

Jose smiled. He pulled Faith into his house and pushed her against the wall. Faith wanted to cry out but held back her tears.

"Just a quick check here." Jose put his hands under Faith's arms and began to trace out her body. "Nice breast." Right when he said that, Faith knew she had made a mistake but didn't say anything. "NICE curves and hips. And beautiful legs." He stood back up but kept his hands on Faith's hips. "Let's go to my room."

Faith fell onto Jose's bed. Jose locked his bedroom door. "No ones home. Don't worry."he took off his shirt and revealed his bony body. He jumped onto Faith and was about to kiss her but Faith said, "Wait."

"You gonna turn back now you little whore?" Jose shouted.

"N-no," Faith said quickly. "It's just that, I don't know how to kiss."

Jose laughed. Faith smiled nervously. "You know," he said. "In a way, that just makes it sexier." he removed her shirt not noticing her colored body. He went down to kiss her stomach but then, "WHAT THE HELL!" Jose got off Faith.

"What?" Faith asked sitting up.

"You're. . .you're. . ."

"What?"

"You're ugly as hell man!"

"What?" Faith whispered ready to cry.

"LOOK AT YOU!" Jose shouted. "You look like a. . .a mutant!"

"I can explain!"

"GET OUT!"

"But"-

"OUT!"

Faith grabbed her shirt and ran out the door. She heard the door slam behind her. Once outside she put on her shirt and looked up and down the streets. What was she going to do now? She felt so ugly, useless, dirty and cold. Where was she going to go? What was she going to do? She felt so horrible of herself that she didn't think she could go anywhere.

She began to walk in the direction of her house. Go home and sleep on it. That sounded like the best plan she had ever had.

So much for love.