How to save a life

Nash is your typical teenage boy. Blue eyes, brown hair, athletic, all the girls want him in their panties. Being a football player puts him at the top of the school, being Captain makes him king. When a new girl catches his eye he can't help but stare, only thing is…she's a total loser. Wears thick framed glasses, hair is always in a messy bun and wearing her sweatshirts and jeans with converse. She became an easy target for everyone. Until the day she had enough. Nash knew he could have saved her and when a girl just like the last comes into the school he's determined to save her. Before it's too late.


39. Chapter Thirty-Nine

What happened?

I open my eyes to feel someone gently stroking my arm, their body pressed against my back. Skylar, she came back.

I smile and turn over to find S-MONICA! She smiles.

"Hey baby." She winks.

I bite back a scream. "Look under the sheets for a surprise." She whispers.

My heart pounds as I gently lift the sheet. I'm naked. I don't dare look to her side as I place the sheet back down. It's time to scream. I open my mouth but only a squeak comes out. What the hell happened?

"We made love Nash. Hot, sexy, love. You were the best I ever had." She whispers. I push her hand away.

I feel so violated. Did she drug me? I don't remember anything. All I remember was saying bye to Skylar and watching Disney Channel.

The door clicks and my whole body tenses up as a bruised Skylar walks in.

"Oh my gosh! Nash I thought you said she wasn't coming back!" Monica gasps.

I look from Monica to Skylar. "What's going on?" She looks around on the verge of tears.

"I'm sorry babe, but Nash and I are dating now."

My eyes widened. WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?!

"Oh, okay. When was this decided? When you tore my clothes off me? Or when you told me you think you love me?" Her bottom lip trembled as her voice shook.

"Skylar we're not dating." I shoot down the idea, I'd never date her.


Monica storms out of the room, butt naked.

"Skylar please, just listen p-"

"No, I'm done listening Nash. I'm just done." She turned and walked out of the room.

Crap! Nash get out of this fucking bed! I jumped out pulling on my boxers and pants quickly running out shirtless.

"SKYLAR!" I shout. I feel all eyes on me. I run out the door to find Skylar sitting on the ground, crying.

"Skylar look I didn't do anything with her. I don't even remember seeing her after you left!" I explain, please Skylar believe me.

"Nash, I can only deal with so much shit." She curses wiping away her tears roughly.

"Skylar, please believe me. I promise you, I'm telling the truth."

She looks up at me, shaking her head. there's a bruise under her eye and her bottom lip is busted.

"Oh my- Skylar what happened?!" I ask, getting down on my knees.

"Shit. Okay, that piece of shit school. I fucking hate it and everyone in it." She mutters.

I place a hand under her chin, making her look up at me. She won't met my gaze though.

"Skylar, over here."

She giggles, looking at me.

"Skylar look, as long as I'm with you, you won't have to deal with that piece of shit school by yourself. Look I'll talk to Mark and we'll see if I can get out of here any faster. Honestly I need to file a restraining order against that Monica girl." I whisper the last part.

She laughs. I peck her on the lips and she groans. "What did I hurt you?" I ask concerned.

"No, I just remembered Taylor. I haven't talked to him yet."

"Shit." I breathe.

"I can't break up with him, he'll kill me."

"Not if I'm there." We both smile.

"Nash! what is going on?" Mark asks, breathing heavily.

So I explain everything. From the very start. From when he walked in on Skylar and I to where Monica started talking about things I don't remember.

"You know in your file it says she had administered a relaxant. That gives temporary memory loss at the time given. You should remember exactly what happened in a few hours, then maybe we can press charges if you want to but the police have been notified because of our policy."

I nod and thank him. "Skylar what happened here?" He crouches down running a thumb on one of her bruises. She hisses and I place a hand on Mark's shoulder.

He nods, "Let's get you looked at."

Geez, when will my life be normal?

I just want to live a happy life with my friends and-


Cameron. I haven't talked to Cameron at all since last night. I should call him. I wonder what's going on in h-

I see the ambulance zoom into the parking lot and stopping right in front of me. "Excuse me sir." A man says. I stand as far as I can while still getting a good view. My heart stops and it's hard to breathe at the view in front of me.

Shawn's pale body tied down to a stretcher bleeding to death. Cameron hops out too. I want to scream but it's like all air has left my lungs as I fall to my knees.

"Nash." He runs over.

"Are you okay?"

I nod breathless as air rushes back into my lungs.

"W-what happened?" I stutter.

Please don't say Taylor has something to do with this.

"We were at a party, one of the football guys' party and Taylor was there and things got out of hand and Taylor's older brother Dillon had a knife and Shawn got stabbed and then you know Taylor beat him up on top and when we tried to stop him he tried to stab me but then someone screamed I'm calling the police and they ran." He explains, his voice shaky.

"We were just trying to get away from all our worries you know, we were trying to find Skylar too but some of the guys on the team got her and I wasn't there to stop it and- my life is just falling apart." He breaks down.

I'm surprised and taken back by all of this.

Shawn gets stabbed.

The team ganged up on Skylar.

Cameron actually cries.

I put my hand on his shoulder massaging it gently.

"It's gonna be okay." I say to him, but really I was trying to soothe myself so I don't break down too.


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