You're Beautiful To Me.

Selena's P.O.V.

I had to walk about a mile and a half more to get back to my house. And I had to walk it alone. It was a lot colder without someones warm heart beat and strong arms around you. I hadn't felt this alone since I first arrived at Bellville. I could hear a car coming behind me. The fist one I had seen in a while. To my surprise, it stopped next to me.
"Need a ride?" I looked over. Honestly, I was kinda scared. I don't know the person. They could have been a rapist. As I looked a little closer, I could tell it was someone I actually knew. A kid in my science class. His name was Jeremy or... James.... Jamie! That's what it was!
"Hey, um. Jamie, right?" I asked.
"Yeah, heh. Selena, right?" He stuck his head out of the window.
"Yeah." I smiled at him.
"So... Need a ride?" He asked again smiling. I looked around a bit. I still had like, a mile left to get to my house.
"Sure." I walked around to the other side of the car and got in. It smelled like his cologne, which smelled surprisingly good. His car was old and worn out, but tidy and clean.
"So, how'd you know that was me?" I asked.
"The hair was a dead give away." He smirked at me.
"Yeah. It, uh. It usually is." I laughed. "Oh, a right here." I instructed. He turned right and my house was only a couple blocks away at that point.
"So, what're you doing walking alone a mile away from your house?" He asked, flicking a quick glance at me.
"I was walking my boyfriend home." I said.
"You're dating Mikey, right?" I was shocked that he even knew who Mikey was.
"Um, yeah. How do you know him?" I asked, a confused look on my face.
"He's Mikey Way. How don't I know him?" He said.
"I don't understand." I said
"He's Gerard's brother. And Frank and Ray's friend. Everyone knows them. And so everyone knows you by default." I blinked at him. I could almost feel panic rising in me.
"E-Everyone?" I asked. I was so used to being invisible that when I found out that everyone knew me, it was like a blow to the gut.
"Yeah. You're pretty popular." Luckily my house was about five yards away.
"Um, this yellow house here." I said without looking at him. He stopped at my house and I got out. "Thanks for the ride." I said.
"No problem." He said back and drove off. I was glad to finally be alone. I ran inside and made a B-line to the bathroom. My head hung over the toilet as I vomited and suddenly I wasn't mad at Mikey anymore. In fact, I was wishing he were with me to hold me in my time of panic. I pushed the idea to text him to the back of my head and wiped my mouth with my sleeve.
"I'm home!" Aunt Rosie's voice came from the hallway.
"Shit!" I whispered to myself. I got up and ran to my room across the hall, as quiet as I could.
"I'm in my room." I called out from behind my closed door. I flopped onto my bed and grabbed my phone. It was about 8:00 now.
"Hey, hun. Do you want dinner or did you already eat?" She asked. Just the thought of food make me want to puke again. I swallowed any urge to, and told her I already ate.
"It's 8:00. You have school tomorrow so start thinkin' about going to bed soon." She flashed me a smile and was on her way. I stared at my phone for a few seconds and decided I was going to text him. Why was I even mad? After all, he was just curious. I texted him 'Hi' and curled up on my bed. I was extremely tired and didn't quite know how tomorrow was going to work. I closed my eyes and was soon lost in my dreams.
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The streets were wet and the air was cold. I couldn't see anything due to how dark the night was. The street lamps struggled to stay on but were over powered by the darkness holding them back. I walked alone with only my shadow as my protection. Suddenly flashes of light came. He was coming for me. He was going to take me away. I didn't want to go back. After all, who would? Some thing as horrific and traumatizing as that could not be forgotten. Nor forgiven. No! Let go! I don't want to go back! No! Help me! Help me. Then, as I fade away, the street lamps were alone. He got me. Don't let him get you too.

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I woke up to my phone buzzing frantically. I checked the time. 6:45. I had 45 minuets to get ready. Aunt Rosie had already left for work so I was alone. I got up and moved to my desk, where all my makeup was held. I put on foundation, mascara, eyeliner, black eye shadow, and my red lipstick. I chose a Panic! At The Disco shirt and some red skinny jeans. I still had about fifteen minuets before I had to walk to the bus stop, so I decided to put on some music and actually have breakfast this morning. I popped some toast in the toaster and waited silently. When the toaster dinged, signalling that my toast was ready. I shoved it in my mouth and went for my backpack and jacket. I looked down to where my jacket usually was, and saw a second black jacket. It was Mikey's. He must have left it yesterday. I stuffed it in my bag so I could give it back to him. I sighed and headed out the door. The bus ride was going to be awkward.
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The air was cold and bitter. It stung the inside of my lungs and the music blaring in my ears made them want to bleed, but it was like every other morning. I waited with the usual cluster of people, whom chatted by themselves, until the bus arrived. When it did, I could see Mikey in his usual spot, his back turned to the outside world. I walked on last and sat down a few seats away from Mikey. I wasn't in the mood to talk, but I turned down my music so I could hear the voices around me.
"Oh shit! She didn't even sit by you!" I could hear Frank yelling from the back, Ray chuckling along. This was going to be a long bus ride.

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