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?


16. Shifted

After Seth and I did it, it was pretty different between us. I jog downstairs in his gray sweatshirt that reached a little above my knee and got a glass of water, hopping on the counter. He comes down after me, just wearing his sweatpants. I divert my eyes to the tile and sip my water. The silence grows heavy. He looks at me. You want anything? He asks shyly, rooting through the fridge. No thank you. I breathe, smiling a little. I couldn't keep the blush off my cheeks. He watches me with a look I couldn't place, and my cheeks flushed harder as I think about what we did.

Seth's POV

I lean against the fridge, watching her. Amanda was my perfect angel. Her brown hair was in waves over her shoulder, her silvery gray eyes smooth and seeming to glow. I wanted to kiss her again, but she seemed fragile, as if I squeezed her too hard she'll disappear. She seemed like a dream- even the air around her seemed to shift. Like any moment, I would wake up and my little dream girl would be gone. She catches me staring at her and puts down her glass, smiling a little. Seth. She whines my name softly, holding up her arms. I loved how she said my name. I walk over to her and pick her up into my arms, carrying her upstairs. She was so light and soft. I loved how she smelled. I lay her on the bed and climb in next to her. She relaxes against my chest, and I put my arm around her waist. Her soft head lays on my elbow and I fall asleep to her soft breathing.

When I wake up, she was gone. I jolt up, blinking the tears rapidly away. I knew it. She was all a dream. Then I feel a note on my arm. Scrawled in perfect cursive, she wrote;

Don't worry Seth, I had to go home. I'm skipping school today, my dad has to be freaking out by now. I love you baby. See you later.


I breathe out and fall against the pillows. Amanda was still my baby. And she was still mine.

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