AN: Ok people, this chapter is going to get darker, a lot darker. Don't read if you think it'll scare you. =P Thanks everyone who helped me with the band members. Those people are Animegirl16, Animefan2524, Humanoid05, and Dark Wolf Spirit. The band may pop up in later chapters ;). Anyway, sorry about the delay but things have been crazy here. I'll try to get more typed up and sent your way soon. I know Yumi and Theo aren't acting in character all the time, but you'll see why later. Anyway, read, review, and enjoy!

"You really are a slut," Theo spat as soon as he and Yumi started down a secluded park path.

"We didn't do anything other than sleep," Yumi protested. In the back of her mind, she added kiss, but she knew if she told him, he'd get even madder.

"You lied to me and shared his bed!" Theo yelled, his face turning red in anger and his hands balled into fists.

"What was I supposed to say? Sorry Theo, I'm sick and can't make it home so I'm going to my best friend's room? I'm sure you would have loved that," Yumi said sarcastically.

No sooner were the words out of her mouth than Theo's fist connected with her right cheek, snapping her head to the side.

"Never talk back to me," Theo threatened, grabbing onto her right arm tightly.

"You're hurting me," Yumi said shakily, trying to pull her arm away from his grip. In response, he tightened his hold on her arm and pulled her closer to him.

"Don't even think of fighting back," he snarled, "Otherwise your dear Ulrich might have a bit of an... accident along with all your other friends." Yumi nodded her head slightly, sending another wave of pain crashing through her head. At her acceptance, Theo threw her down to the ground and she landed on her hands and knees, scraping the skin on her palms and sending her book bag to the ground beside her.

"Now for your punishment," he said acidly, looking down on he girl. Before he could do anything more, they heard another couple coming down their path. The grabbed her right arm and pulled her to her feet roughly. "Tell anyone and I'll kill you," he hissed in her ear before he disappeared into the tall bushes surrounding the walkway.

Yumi winced as she picked up her book bag and walked out of the park to the busy town square. She reached into her pocket and pulled out some cash. Satisfied it was enough, she stuffed it back into her pocket and half-limped to the nearest drugstore. Once inside, she headed straight for the cosmetics section and bought the cheapest water-based concealer she could find. She paid for her purchase and located a nearby bathroom. When she looked in the mirror, Yumi saw a bruise was already forming on her cheek, as she suspected. Looking at her hands, she saw the skin on her palms had been scuffed up and was bleeding slightly. She wet down some paper towels and pressed them against the cuts until they stopped bleeding. Then, using her fingers, she smoothed the make-up on the discolored, fist-shaped bruise on her cheek. Observing the results, she tilted her cheek to the light and was satisfied it was sufficiently covered. She put the concealer in her left pocket with her cell phone and walked out of the drugstore bathroom and headed home with only as slight limp as the pain in her knees dulled. Her palms still stung, but the pain was trivial.

Yumi breezed past her mother who was making lunch in the kitchen with only a "Hi Mom." She didn't wait for a reply, but instead made straight for her room, shutting and locking the door once she was inside. As she changed into a new set of clothes, her shirt sleeve brushed against the new bruise on her right arm. Yumi pulled the clean shirt off and stared at the black and blue mark that encircled part of her upper arm. At the soft knock on her door, she pulled her shirt back on quickly and unlocked the door.

"Come in," she said, sitting on her bed. The door opened slowly and her mother walked in.

"Are you feeling any better?" her mom asked kindly, sitting on the bed beside Yumi.

"A bit," Yumi admitted.

"You're still going to the school dance tonight, then?" her mother asked.

Oh no, I completely forgot about the dance, Yumi thought.

"I think so," Yumi said, "Did you pick my skirt up from the dry cleaners?"

"Sure did," her mother said cheerfully, "It's hanging up in your closet now."

"Thanks," Yumi said, "Has anyone called for me?"

"Ulrich called to see if you made it home alright," her mother replied, "I told him you'd call him when you got home. He's such a nice boy. Anyway, I'll leave you alone so you can call him. Lunch is almost ready so when you're done maybe we can eat together like we used to?"

Just the thought of eating made Yumi's stomach churn, but for her mom's sake, she nodded agreement. Her mom smiled at her and left her alone, closing the door quietly behind her. Yumi walked over to the door and locked it. Then she sat down with her back against the door and pulled out her cell phone. Deciding to forgo an actual call which could lead to uncomfortable questions, Yumi sent him a text message instead.

Heard u called. Made it home. C u at the dance.

Y.

She barely caught herself before signing it 'love Yumi.' Once it was sent, she leaned her head back against the door and tried to figure out how to get out of eating lunch.

AN: Theo sure is mean! Anyway, here's your spoiler for the next chapter:

'In the end, I couldn't save her. She died in my arms and I couldn't do anything about it. I didn't even get the chance to tell her I love her before she died.'

I know, I know... it's not much of a spoiler, but the next chapter is basically two diary entries and then a bit of info that if you look real close you might be able to see what I'm going to do later on. Remember to review before you leave! Thanks!