CHAPTER 63.

I ‘m fucked up,

I ‘m black and blue

I’m built for it

all the abuse.

(Gangsta.)

A week later.

Staring at her reflection, she stared at the bold mascara in her eyes, a smirk on her lips, to fool herself into it, the mask slipping back in, grabbing her bag, she walked out of the home, to go back to the class.

As she reached, the parking lot, Jacob was leaning on his car, the familiar red auddi, she smiled at him and he winked at her, staring at her up and down, “Did I ever told you, these denim skirt looks so good on you.”

“You just did now.” she walked with him, his hands at her shoulder, as if they are always meant to be.

Everyone stared at them, at the sudden change, they were the new couple everyone was talking about.

Sasha and Maddy slipped beside them, “Hey babe.” She pulled Lily’s cheek, making her eyes scrunch in pain “Stop it, Sasha.”

“Good to see that finally some sense knocked into you.” She laughed saying it in a playful tone, Jacob stared at her in warning.

“Alright, I was