JESSICA
I lay in my bed, it was 4am, and i still couldnt sleep. I couldnt stop thinking about Edward. It sent shivers up my spine to know that thats what he did to me. I sobbed into my pillow. It just wasnt fair. You always think that stuff like this happens to other people, that it would never happen to you. But it happens, and thats always what the people think. A year later, I still think of it. I was 17 years old, and my birthday was coming up soon, and Spencer was helping me pick out an apartment(I couldnt stay with Spencer and his mom forever). I shouldve been excited, but I just couldnt get into it. One day I got onto Spencers facebook page. What I saw broke my heart. I saw my old boyfriend post on Spencers wall,
How could you take her in like that? I cant believe you would even look at a slut like her.
That was it for me. I just couldnt take it anymore. The stares, the comments, and the word 'slut' being hissed in my face everday. It was everywhere. School, work, and even random people on the street! I just wanted it all to be over. I thought about my life and how everything went wrong. I just couldnt seem to keep anything straight. Nothing in my life has ever been right. I got up, and threw the biggest tantrum I had ever thrown. I broke glasses, smashed picture frames, and ripped paper, and threw it about the room. I started crying. I just couldnt go on. I heard my door knob turn, and ran to the bathroom. I didnt want anyone to see my tears. I was ashamed, how could I do something like that?
"Jessica? Where are you? Theres someone I want you to meet!"
"Im in here." I whispered. I had the bathroom door cracked, and I could see Spencer standing there, shocked.
"Can you come in here? I need to talk to you."
"Sure." he turned and said to his friend, "Wait here, Liam." I closed and locked the door. I broke down in tears, confessing everything I had done, seen, and felt. Finally when I had calmed down, Spencer convinced me to come out and meet his friend. It took some persuation, but finally I said,
"Fine, Ill go meet him." I walked out, and sheepishly waved at the boy. I knew by the look on his face that he had heard everything I had just said.
"Jessica, this is Liam Payne." This boy looked oddly familiar. I knew I had seen him before, but I just couldnt tell where.
"He's an exchange student frm the UK. He goes to our school." So thats where Ive seen him.
"Yeah, Im not staying for much longer though. I promised my parents I'd go for a semester, but thats all. Im going back to Doncaster on Saturday." He sounded interesting, I wanted to know more about him. I sat down with him at lunch one day, and of course we had all the usual stares.
"Dont worry," he said. "I get these kind of stares back in Doncaster." I couldnt imagine why. He seemed so perfect compared to me.
"Back in Doncaster, your supposed to be perfect, but there are those few kids who are always causin' trouble. Thats me and my friends. We get a lot of stares because of our tattoos." His arms were laced with ink. They seemed to cascade down his arm like a river. I couldnt stop staring. We hung out for the next few days, and when Thursday came, I finally asked him The question,
"Can I go back to Doncaster with you?"

Notes

Now the adventure begins...