Remi's POV
When the week was over I knew what that meant. School. This was the only time I had never actually wanted to go to school.
I picked up my phone and texted Emily and Rylee.
Me|7:04
Hey. Coming back to school today.
Rylee|7:04
Yay! Our table was getting lonely. Emily's not exactly the best conversationst.
Emily|7:05
Says the one who's barely been at the table all week!
I clicked off my phone since I knew they were just gonna fight. Something's been going on with Rylee lately.
I walked out of my bedroom and went to school.
"Remi!" A voice called. I turned around to see Ethan running towards me.
"Hi." He said catching his breath.
I waved and smiled.
"You good?" I asked.
He nodded and kissed my lips. I pushed him off.
"We're still by my house." I said.
"Remi, I-" I cut him off.
"I know. I don't wanna do this either." I said.
"I don't like hiding. Especially not from your parents." He said.
"If we don't do this then we can't see each other at all." I explained.
"Yes we can. We don't have to hide this." He said.
"My parents don't want you around me. You know that. This is the only way." I said.
"It's not." Ethan said rolling his eyes. We kept walking.
"You want to hide this?" He asked.
"No, but-"
"Then you'd understand that some of the things your parents say are just stupid. You shouldn't listen to them on this." He told me.
"I know. But they just really want me to focus on school." I explained. "We shouldn't be fighting about this. This is stupid."
"Whatever." He said.
It was so stupid that we were fighting about this. He knows we have no choice.
I walked into school and got on with the rest of my day. Ethan and I didn't talk at all.
"You're both stupid. Just talk to each other. This is so petty." Emily said as we got to the lunch table. We both sat down.
"Where's Rylee?" I asked.
"She said she has to work on something for a class." Emily said putting her whole sentence in quotes. "She's probably hanging out with Jake again."
"Oh. They spend a lot of time together." I said.
"Yeah. A bit annoying really. But you do thw same thing. I hate being the loser that doesn't have a boyfriend." Emily whined.
"Well, do you like anyone?" I asked.
"Yeah. There's this guy in my French class. His name's Carter. He's super nice. I've only talked to him a couple times." She said.
I nodded as something caught my eye.
"She lied." I said.
"What? Who lied?" Emily asked.
"Rylee." I pointed at the "cool kids" table. She was making out with Jake.
"Why would she lie to us?" I asked.
"I don't know. Ever since she's been with Jake she's been different." Emily stated.
I looked away from them. Also at the cool kids table I saw Ethan talking to Nash and Jack Johnson. He looked my way and I looked at my food.
This was so stupid. I had to talk to him. I agreed with him. Hiding our relationship is not good. I was going to walk over there, but I never found the courage.
My eyes trailed to Matthew. He was sitting at the same table but far away from Ethan. He looked at me and bit his bruised lip. He winked at me.
I looked away from him as well. I just wanted to leave. I saw Matthew get up from his table. He looked as if he was walking towards my table.
"I'll be right back." I told Emily. I got up from our table and ran to the girls bathroom. He couldn't go in there.
I locked myself in a stall hoping he wouldn't be bold and come in here.
"Remi." Matthew called out. "It's okay, you don't have to be scared baby."
When he called me baby it felt different. It felt disgusting. It wasn't the same when he did it.
"Remi, I know you're in here. I won't hurt you." He said. I knew he was lying, but his gentle voice made it think he wasn't gonna hurt me.
I still didn't budge no matter how tempting it was. I was crouching down on the toilet so he couldn't see my feet. When I heard his footsteps find there way out of the bathroom I unlocked the stall and jumped off the toilet.
I carefully walked out of the bathroom. A figure jumped out at me and pinned me against the wall.
"So we meet again." Matthew said.
"Get off of me." I told him.
"Shut up. I don't have to listen to you. Anyway, I'm throwing a party on Friday. I want you to come." He said.
I shook my head.
"I don't want to." I whispered.
"Well, you're going or there's gonna be hell to pay, okay? It's gonna be fun Remi." He traced the wasteline of my pants. I squirmed around to get him off of me.
"Anyway, gotta go. See ya later beautiful." He said. He kissed me on the cheek. I wiped it off in disgust.
I saw Ethan walk with Grayson down the hall. I couldn't help but break down. I saw Emily coming down the other hallway.
"Remi! Are you okay? I got worried." She said taking me in for a hug.
"I'm fine, Emily. I just..." I trailed off. I couldn't think of a good excuse.
Emily released from the hug. Ethan was standing there looking at me while Grayson was still talking to him.
"What happened?" Emily asked.
"Nothing." I lied.
Emily never knew about the Matthew thing. Neither did Rylee. They didn't even know Matthew and I dated. Explaining all of this to her would make her go crazy. And possibly kill someone.
"Obviously somthing did happen, or you wouldn't be crying. I'm not that stupid." She said. I rolled my eyes and walked back into the bathroom. I didn't want Ethan to see me like that.
Emily didn't follow me.
Ashley and Danielle were applying more make-up in the mirror. Like they needed anymore...
"Oh. Look, it's the boyfriend stealer." Ashley said turning around putting her mascara in her purse.
Danielle turned around.
"We should really teach you a lesson for stealing my boyfriend. Right Dani?" Ashley asked.
Danielle pretended to crack her knuckles and they both walked closer to me. Danielle took a swing at me, I moved too late.
Her punch left a bloody nose. Ashley scratched my face with her fake nails. They kicked and hit more. Danielle pushed me back hard against the cement wall. I didn't even try to fight back. I knew that fighting back would be pointless so... Why try?
Once they decided I had enough they left silently.
I laid there on the floor staring up at the ceiling. My eyes felt heavy.
"REMI!" I heard someome scream. I couldn't speak. I just laid there. I closed my eyes and everything went dark.