He saved me, now he loves me.

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Caycees P.O.V

"ok Caycee, do you want something to eat?" he ask me. I shook my head, I just want to get out of here, he could be just like the others. They take me in, be nice to me, take advantage and throw me out onto the streets. "C'mon you must be hungry, I can make you a sandwich if you want?" I shook my head again. He let out a sigh in defeat and I just simply stood there taking him in. He was wearing a tight black top that was showing his muscle with dark blue jeans and black vans.

When I realised I was staring at him I saw him looking me up and down. It was make me feel self concious and I didn't like it. I wasn't happy with my body, not at all. I was skinny, the clothes I was wearing just barely fit me. "Lets get you out of these clothes ay?" He said. I immediatly got off the bed and headed to stand over by the bathroom. This is what it's like, they always try to get me out of my clothes and take advantage and I am sick of it, it's gotten to a point where I just want to give up on life. "No no no! Not like that! I meant cause your clothes are torn and dirty, you can borrow some of my sisters for now, until we get you sorted.."  I sighed in relief. Maybe he isn't like the others, but that's a big maybe. I tried my best to smile at him, but I could't I was just too tired. He then left the room leaving me by myself for a while. His room was fairly large. He had a double sized bed, 40" plasma TV, there was also a couch on the other side of the room and a bathroom.

After a while he came back into the room and handed me some clothes and I head into the bathroom and change. He got me some sweatpants and a vest top and to my suprise they fitted. I wonder where he got them from? I quickly splashed some water onto my face and dried it, and then headed back out into the room. This sure was going to be awkward. I hardly knew this boy and I already feel like taking advantage.

I step out of the room, closing the bathroom door behind me and stand where I was. "You can come and sit on the bed it you want?" He said softly whiles moving over to the otherside of the bed. I nodded and went to the bed. Oh boy, I hadn't sat or slept on a bed in so long, and this bed was just heaven, it was so soft and silky. He cleared his throat making me jump, did I really just daydream about his bed?

"Comfy?" He asked looking amused. I nodded. My throat was still sore from when I was screaming earlier. I wonder how they found me? "How did you find me?" He looked at me shock like he wasn't expecting me to talk to him. "Well me and my mom, Keisha the lady that was here earlier, we were going to go and get some groceries and we heard screaming coming from round the corner, I wanted to go and see what was going on, but she didn't let me, but I did anyways. I got round the corner and I saw... that..guy trying to well...er.. you know.." I quickly cut in saying "rape me?" He looked uncomfortable with what we were talking about but I wanted to know what happened after all I did black out. 

"Yeah, so er I called my mom and she helped me get you here, and well here we are." He said slightly smiling. "I can go if you want, I don't you to feel like i'm invading, besides you'll probably throw me out in a couple of days." I say. I could feel the tears coming on so I quickly turned away. He touched my arm making me flinch but I relaxed knowing it  was him. He turnt me around to face him. He had th emost gorgeous brown eyes I had ever seen.

"Why on earth would I throw you out? I know for sure my mom wouldn't throw you out, so you're staying here until we sort something out for you." He said sternly. He looked like he actually cared about me. Yet still he can't he knows nothing about me apart from my name. I don't even know his name!

"What's your name and how old are you?" I say trying to change the topic. I knew eventually I'd have to tell him why I was on the streets but I wasn't ready for that just yet. I just hope he doesn't ask me about it at all.

"Craig and I just turned 17 yesterday" He said with a grin. I couldn't help but smile at him. He was so cute I just wanted to hug him and never let go. What am I even saying?! I don't even know this and I'm talking like he's my boyfriend.