Sorry I havent updated in a REALLY long time, Ive had alot of personal drama going on so I wanted to get that out of the way before thinking about doing anything else, hope you like the chapter, PLEASE review

Dear person who wrote that extremley bitchy review, yes I do infact realize my writing contains many mistakes. I can do better, but I dont becuase I honestly dont give a fuck enough. If you want to see my writing that is actually good beuase I took the time to try, go to fictionpress and searc for the author currentlyheartbroken

Christofer's POV

The cold wind hit me with unsuspected force and sent a shiver through my spine. I didnt think it would be so cold, so I only brought a thin hoodie. The park was empty and had a eary silence to it. I sat leaning against the slide hoping that it would block some of the cold. The chilly air wasnt the only thing that sent shivers down my spine, the thought of Hayley did. Her amazing smile took my breath away.

"Christofer?" I heard a quiet voice from behind me. I held my breath, to keep my excitment in. I didnt bother to get up, Only whispered a small hi and she sat next to me on the cold ground.

"Pretty cold tonight," I said with a small smile, but her gaze didnt fall on me. She stared down at her feet, like she was concentrating on something.

"How have you been?" I asked trying to start up a casual conversation. Her lips quivered as if she was summoning the words to leave her mouth. Hayleys shaking hands held onto her legs as she brought them up closer to herself. Without saying anything, she wrapped her arms around her legs, laid her head on her knees and began to cry. I didnt care if she still didnt like me or not, but she looked as if she needed someone to hold her, so thats what I did. Just as I put an arm around her, her head swung around and found a place on my shoalder.

"I sorry," She mumbled into my shoalder.

"Dont be, just tell me what happened." After a few minutes she managed to stopped crying, pulling her head back up she looked me straight in the eyes as she spoke.

"I trusted him, I know I shouldnt have but I did. I was stupid and forgave him just becuase I needed someone, but I was so wrong." I could see tears roll down her cheeks as she struggled to talk.

"Who?" I stroked her face gently to wipe away the tears pouring from her eyes. Even when she was sobbing, she some how remained beautiful.

"Mark," She started to raise her voice, "The one who abused me, forced me to give what I wasnt ready to loose, the one who tore my life apart," I grabbed her and held her tight against me, afraid that she would slip away from me again.

"Im going to talk to him, you dont need to be afraid anymore." Her tears stopped at that moment and Hayley kept her head buried in my shoalder.

"I'm afriad to go home, he might be there." She said with a shaky voice.

"Come home with me, I can keep you safe." Half an hour passed until she felt like she could stand, I helped her into my car and we headed to my small apartment. Hayleys cheeks were red and she looked exhausted. Closing her eyes, she leaned against the window and seemed to fall asleep. I decided to remain slilent, so she wouldnt wake up.

"Thank you," I heard her whisper.

A few minutes passed and I pulled up to my apartment. She slowly stepped out of the car but continued to stare out into the distance. I gentley took her by the hand, and led hayley through my door and upstairs to my bedroom. She sat down at the edge of my messy bed and finally smiled. It wasnt much of a smile, but atleast she had a little bit of happyness left. I picked up half a dozen T shirts and multiple soda cans off of the couch that was placed against the wall parallel to my bed. Rumaging through my closet, I managed to find a blanket and extra pillow.

"Do you need something to sleep in?" I asked, thinking that sleeping in skinny jeans and a hoodie might not be comftable for her. She just nodded yes and I went on a search through my closet and dresser for pajamas that I knew I didnt own. I never slept in pajamas, I would either fall asleep in whatever I wre that day or my boxers. I found a pair of plaid pajama bottoms that my mom must have bought for me for christmas a couple years ago. I dont remember ever wearing them, I picked up one of the few clean T shirts and handed it to Hayley.

"The bathroom is down the hall, first door on the left," She again only nodded and headed out my bedroom to go get changed. I slipped out of my jeans and threw them in the back of my closet where all of my other dirty clothes were. I decided not to sleep in the same shirt I had been wearing for about two days, so I stripped it off and opened a drawer on my dresser to look for a clean shirt. Hayley started to walk in but then turned around as she saw I was shirtless. To me it wasnt a big deal at all, but I guess that for her, seeing me in only my boxers was a bit embarressing.

"Sorry," She said with her cheeks turning bright red.

"Its fine, nothing you havent seen already." She let out a small laugh that made me think everything was going to be alright. Hayley walked in and sat down on the couch, I caught her stare at me and smile but when she saw me look at her, her gaze landed on something else. I finally found a shirt and slipped it on, she laid down on the couch, looking so peacful as she closed her eyes. I turned out the lights and found my way back to my bed in the dark. Slwoly my eyes adjusted to the dark, normally when I cant sleep I stare at the ceiling but tonight I only wanted to look at Hayley. About ten minutes passed, I could hear her stand up, assuming maybe she was only going to the bathroom I didnt bother to open my eyes. Instead she slid under the blanket with me, laying her head on my chest. I wraped my arm around her small waist and we both drifted off to sleep.