Let me love you *Completed*

Amanda Wilson is a battered, beaten down girl who's just about had enough. She just wants it to be over and it's about to be, until a new kid comes into town. Seth Monroe. He can't figure out what's wrong with her, why she won't open up, why she can't let him love her. Is Amanda to broken to open up?


11. Back Again

When I got back, everyone knew I was the suicide girl. I ignore the stares as I walk down the hall. Seth throws his arms around me, burying his face in my hair. Amanda I thought you were dead! I smile a little. I'm not. I breathe. Come to my house, I'll drive. I'm about to decline when I see his face. Let's leave. Now. My dad won't know I'm skipping- it was safer this way. He walks me to his black sleek car and we stay silent until we get to his house. He just lives with his mom, and she was at work. He leads me to his room and I sit on his bed. Seth. I breathe as tears run down my cheeks. I'm scared. His hands go on my neck, wiping my tears off my cheeks. It's okay baby, it's okay. That's when I tell him the whole story. From when my dad died up until yesterday. He listens silently. Your dad is a jackass. He says softly. I laugh. You don't even know. He leans in and kisses me, putting his hands on my cheeks. Before I knew what i was doing, I kiss him back. Hard. I knew all I wanted about then. I just wanted to loose myself with Seth, become one with him. Then he breaks the kiss. Way too early for my liking. He pulls me into his lap and pulls stray strands of hair away from eyes, cradling me. It's okay baby it's okay. He whispers over and over, taking off my jacket and nibbling my ear. For a while I let him do that. I relax into his chest while his mouth explores my neck, my cheek, my ear, or my head. Then he kisses me hard and rough. I'm shocked by the immediate raw passion but I kiss him hard back. I bite his bottom lip softly making him moan against my mouth. He presses me into the pillows, kissing me harder. I grab his face and throw my leg over his back, bringing him closer to me. I felt the buckle of his belt against my stomach and I whimper. And I couldn't do it anymore. I break the kiss and roll out from underneath him, getting up and breathing hard. Amanda? He looks at me, is brown curls loose and haywire from when I pushed my hands into his hair. Then I feel like i got punched in the stomach. I gotta go. I say in a strangled voice, running out at warp speed. I realized when I hit the pavement why I was so freaked out. Other than his blue eyes, Seth was the splitting image of my father.

I press my palms against my forehead. I remembered how good it felt when he slipped his thumbs into the belt loops of my jeans, pulling them down. I groan and pick up my phone. I had to text him.

Amanda: Baby, you there?

Seth: Yeah. Hey.

I bite my lip. I was in some pretty deep shit.

Amanda: I'm sorry about today. You looked so much like my father I didn't know what to do.

Seth: :O. Is he ugly?;)

I close my eyes and shake my head, smiling.

Amanda: you're way hotter but It just freaked me out. I miss you.

He takes a few minuets for him to respond.

Seth: I miss you too.

I break into a smile and turn off my phone as my door gets thrown open. I hold in my shrieks as I sit criss-crossed on my bed, my heart beating in my throat. Amanda, what are you doing? My father asks. I almost choke on my spit. Nothing, just thinking of mom. Something crosses over his face before he nods silently, closing the door softly. There had to be another attack. There had to be, the way he's acting. I decide to turn out my light and peel off my clothes, crawling into my bed. I screw my eyes shut, ignoring tomorrow, ignoring yesterday, and just thinking about the present. That's all there is to think about anymore.

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