Darien stared at his hand in shock. How had this happened? When he looked up, he didn't see her. Maybe she was mugged or raped? That would explain the bleeding. Damn, he didn't even know where she lived. Well, he thought, I'll find out from Andrew. About twenty minutes away, Serena was running. she saw him look at his hand and from the looks of it, she had bled on him. She hoped to God Micheal didn't see. If he did, he would kill him. She somehow stopped at the school. When common sense rolled in, she looked up to see the Crossroads High sign.

"Why the hell did I come back here?" she asked herself.

"I don't know Serena, why did you?" a voice behind her asked.

"AAAAGGHHHH!" she screamed and turned around. Micheal was standing there with a knife. Serena stared for a moment.

"Yes, I saw the precious moment you and Darien shared," he sneered. "He suspects someting. There was blood on his hand," Serena paled and Micheal laughed. "I won't kill him now. But I'll have to hurt you for being a bad girl," he said. Serena mentaly went into survival mode and bolted for the door. Micheal managed to cut her as she ran past him to get into the hallways. Micheal ran after her. Serena glanced behind her and saw that Micheal was about five feet away from her. She immidiatly went for the stairs. When she got upstairs, Micheal somehow managed to push her to the ground. He held her down using the kife. When she tried to get away, he cut her with it.

"AAAHHH! STOP STOP!" She couldn't help yelling.

"You can scream all you want, nobodys here," he said in a singsong voice as he dragged it across her chest. She kicked him and jumped up. She ran to run down a second set of stairs and the next thing she knew, she had felt rough hands on her back and she had fallen headfirst and was tumbling down. Feeling dizzy, she looked up and saw Micheal staring at her. Serena jumped up again and ran as fast as she could. It wasn't easy since she had just fallen and her head was pounding. To complete it, she felt really dizzy. She looked behind her again and to her relief, he wasn't behind her. He's probably somewhere else, she thought. Since she didn't see him, she saw the arcade. Maybe Andrew will help me, she thought. She couldn't go on any longer. She wanted to die. She slowly and unstedily made her way to the arcade. As soon as the sliding glass doors opened, she passed out. Fortunatly, Darien, who was about to leave since he got her address from Andrew, saw. When she fell forward, he caught her.

"Serena, are you alright?" he turned her over and saw that she was bleeding from her face. "Shit," he said. He slid one arm underneth her legs and picked her up. Since his apartment wasn't far away, he carried her there. He gently laid her on the couch and examined her wounds. She was blood covered and breathing hard. This scared Darien so he ran to the kitchen to get cold water and dry cloths. When he came back, Serena was trying to sit up. "Sere, lay back down," he said gently.

"OH SHIT!" she screamed and turned around. She looked terrified for a second and began to relax almost immidiatly."Oh Darien, its you," she said, sounding relieved. When Darien knelt down to wipe the blood off her face, she began panicking.

"OH SHIT! I'M WITH YOU! OH GOD, HE MIGHT SEE!" she screamed and jumped up and went for the door. Darien held her back.

"Calm down.Sere, your injured. I don't know what the hell happened to you, but it must have been bad. You are going to stay here untill you're all better," he said.

"What about my parents?"

"Call them and say your at a friends house. I'm not letting you leave," He wetted the cloth. "Sit down," he commanded, pointing to the couch,

"No, I can't be here,"

"Why?"

"I can't tell you,"

"In that case, your staying. Now sit down!" Serena groaned and sat down. The pain in her head was hurting like hell now. Darien gently blotted the blood away from her face. On her forehead was a gash about two and a half inches long. "What did you do Serena?"

"I fell down the stairs," "

Ahh. Theres blood all over your shirt. Can you take it off?"

"Yes. But turn around,"

"I'll let you use a shirt of mine,"

"Ok," As soon as he left, she tried to take it off. Unfortunatly, she was suddenly very weak and could barley lift her arms. When Darien came back in, she looked at him with a defeted look on her face. "I can't do it. I'm such a wimp,"

"No you arn't. Here, I'll do it,"

"HELL NO!"

"Look Sere, I'm going to study to be a doctor. Don't worry, I won't do anything," She began to panick. Last thing she needed was for him to see all her marks. Then he would know and Micheal would kill him in a heartbeat.

"No!"

"Sere, calm down. You need a dry shirt," he said. he managed to pull her shirt off. Serena felt like she was going to throw up. She couldn't move and Darien was about to find out.

"Wow Serena, you have so much blood on you. Were you in a fight?" he asked. Serena could only stare. Darien wiped the blood away and nearly passed out when he saw the cuts, which were no less then two inches long. They covered her entire chest and a couple were even on her arms.

"Oh...my...God..." he said. He sounded terrified and appalled. She could only look away. "Serena, whats been happening?" he asked. Serena could only shake her head. "Sere, I'm not leaving you," he said quietly. Serena just looked at him and before she could control herself, she was spilling out to him the worst two weeks of her life.

A: This was the only thing i could think of. Thanks for the reviews! Enjoy!