Tangled Love

I can't concentrate at all in class. Every time I try to my mind wanders over to the conversation this morning. Mum's threatening words constantly ring through my ears . . .

Trevor will make you.

I feel physically sick knowing my own mother knows exactly what Trevor does to me but never stops him. The thought alone is enough to cause my stomach to stir, bringing up the contents of my breakfast.

"Emily Wentworth!" A voice booms my name, snapping me out of my daze. My eyes meet with a frustrated set that belong to Mrs Wilkins.

"Yes?"

"Do you know the answer?" Mrs Wilkins asks me, her voice full of irritation.

"No, sorry." I sigh, my cheeks heating up as the entire class turn to look at me.

"That's the third time today you haven't been paying attention Emily. See me after class please." Mrs Wilkins says sternly, turning back towards the board.

I merely nod and lower myself further into my chair, making myself as small as possible.

This day has just gone from bad to worse.

nothing is distracting me, she lets me leave. Teachers are

towards the exit. I'm so focused on rushing straight out of her class that I'm not looking where

body from my earlier beatings. I feel my body falling backwards, too weak to steady myself. I prepare myself for a hard landing on the floor but it never

words are cut short as my eyes connect with Jake Melvin. I instantly feel the breath

my waist so I clear my

entire time he

plain white shirt followed by jet black jeans. Casual and plain but on him, it works. The shirt clings tightly on his arms that are muscly and defined, the

can't help myself, I'm

mutters quietly, turning his back on me.

least I apologised!"

just as fiercely, watching his body still

turning

It doesn't last long as it's quickly masked over with his usual cold hard stare. He chuckles quietly, taking a step towards

fear as Jake raises his arms, a smirk playing on his lips. He places them on either side of my head, caging me between him. I can feel his body inches away from me and my throat dries up considerably. The

"Jake, move. I can smell smoke

him like this?

Someone please play Shawn Mendes at

Jake scoffs, his lips twitching up into a smirk.

you're feisty,