Valentina's P.O.V “I will be waiting for you at home, Teacher.” The words resounded in my ears as I mopped the hall. Ethan wants me to be his pretend teacher, even though he knows my secret, and I know that tutoring someone like him is impossible. What do I do? How do I handle this? Even as I continued my community service punishment, I was unable to concentrate, I had mopped this hall about five times now and it is still nowhere near done. I placed the mop into the bucket and picked it up strolling to the other end of the court, just what the hell does he want from me? “I hate him,” I whispered as I started mopping all over again, the tears that I had been holding were blurring my vision. “I hate him so much.” “Valentina,” I heard my name and I hoped to God it wasn’t Ethan, because if it was, I might not be as fortunate as to go home in one piece, I turned towards the direction of the voice and my breath hitched in my throat, it wasn’t Ethan but for the first time, I wish

Valentina’s P.O.V My head hurts, I thought to myself as I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. My mind was blank and my eyes filled with tears from the splitting pain in my head. I was in the process of convincing myself that I needed to get out of bed and prepare for school, the history project Ethan gave to me, I was unable to do it, and I was also unable to go to his house to tutor him like he ordered. Tears streamed out of my eyes, I was so dead and I knew it. If possible, I would love to avoid school, so I can avoid him, but I know I can’t, if I wanted to get my letter of recommendation, I couldn’t be absent from school. What do I do when my head hurts so much? I can’t keep crying like a coward though.“Lend me some money,” Norah said as soon as I got out of the door, I jolted in surprise because I didn’t think anyone would be in front of my door waiting for me. “I will pay you back tomorrow.” “I don’t have any money to give to you,” I muttered trying to walk past her but

Ethan’s P.O.V “What?” I asked curiously stepping towards her, not that I didn’t hear what she said, I wanted to know if she had the galls to repeat it. “What did you say?” “You heard me, Ethan.” She snapped wiping away what’s left of the tears in her eyes and I smirked. “If you like me so much, then you should have the balls to confess.” “Do you want to die or something?” I reached for her and someone grabbed my hands, I glared at Travis, but I wasn’t able to say anything before he dragged me out of class, I was so pissed, Valentina had the nerve to ridicule me in class. “Travis, let me go.” I snapped before pushing him a little too hard because he fell to the ground. “Ethan, I know what you are thinking but it’s not like that.” He said before getting back up and I scoffed again, I don’t know who to be angry at, but I was pissed at Travis as well. “I was not trying to fight with you or anything.” “Then what was that?” I pushed him again and he fell to the ground. “Standing agains

Valentina’s P.O.V My jaw started to hurt, and it was getting even harder to breathe, I felt his arms tighten around me I didn’t understand a damn thing, I don’t know why Ethan was doing this. What does he want? Why is he doing this? All this is but a mystery to me, I felt the strong desire to push him away but I couldn’t because I was trapped in his embrace, it was as though I had been robbed of all strength. I felt a strong wave of dizziness but I struggled to keep my consciousness, I didn’t want to be asleep when it happens. If he was going to force himself on me, I would rather be awake to witness it, but when I thought of giving up everything I had, I felt his grip on my hands slackened and he let me go. I was surprised he stopped kissing me all of a sudden but I was ashamed I let it happened and even more ashamed that I was about to give up everything to him. He pushed me away violently and a painful sob escaped my lips, just what is wrong with him? “Get out,” He growled

Valentina’s P.O.V I opened the wooden gate to Ron’s house and climbed up the steps that led to the porch, it was quite late, I worked four hours extra and now I have enough money to buy my school bag tomorrow. I was already so tired and my back felt stiff, Melissa offered to spend the night at her house, but I turned down the offer, and even though my family considers me an outsider, I still tell my mother when I am not going to stay the night. My stomach grumbled for the seventh time since this evening…I’m hungry, I don’t know if I would be allowed to have the leftovers today, I am so hungry and it’s almost unbearable. I thought of buying some food but if I do, I will be unable to buy both my bag and the graph sheets, and I needed those graph sheets for our test on Friday. But if I can’t have the leftovers then I guess I’m just going to endure it, I opened the door with my keys, and the living room was empty, everyone else had gone to bed. I tiptoed across the living room as si