Chapter 2

**Lunch Time**

     Heading to my locker so I can put my stuff away for lunch. I spot the new guy staring at me from across the hallway. He had Sky wrapped around his arms, but he didn't pay her no mind when she was trying to talk to him, his eyes never left mine though.

     Ugh what's his deal?

     Has he never seen a fat girl before? His stares are really starting to annoy me.



(This is Justin, Amy's boyfriend. He is ment to look just like an average joe. He is human after all.)

     "Hey babe," I hear Justin my boyfriend say, coming up behind me and kissing the back of my head.

     I could hear a low threating growl come from across the hallway. 

     What the fuck?

     I turn my head to see that the new guy was staring down Justin as if he wanted to kill him. Uhm ok? That's not weird at all. I looked up in front of me to see Justin's warm brown eyes were focused on me. He smiles while gently rubbing my cheek with his hand, completely ignoring the new guys death stare.

     "Hey, just let me put this up and then we can go to lunch ok?" I say, turning back around to shove my shit in the small locker, not really caring about how it landed or looked.

     I closed the locker door and smiled up at Justin. We've been together since we were in the 6th grade. He's saved me from some school bullies that were trying to throw me in the dumpster after class. He was my super hero. Soon after that, he insisted that we become friends, and then months after being just friends. I couldn't actually believe that he wanted to be my boyfriend.

     I mean come on, who would want to date a fat cow?

     After the first couple of years of being together, it was like a fairytale. He took me out on dates, treated me with the utmost respect a girl like me could ask for. I trusted him with everything, so I gave him EVERYTHING, and he gave me his everything to. After we slept with each other that's when some things, started to change with him.

     He started treating me a little less like a person, and more like a broken object. That he's always trying to fix in his way. At first it started out with little innocent jokes about my weight, then he became more aggressive with his word's. Like 'you should stop eating for a few days, you're starting to get fatter', and like 'mmm, I bet you'll look waaay hotter skinner, you should take some advice on how to be skinny from Skyler'.

     The comments were getting worse and worse each and every day.

     You're probably thinking, why don't you leave him and find someone better. Well, I'll tell you why.

     As stupid and cliché as it sounds, I still love this asshole. I know I know, I'm fucking dumb for putting up with him, but I can't help but feel like this is as good as it's going to get. At least for me anyways. I fell in love with a sweet, loving, and caring person. I know he's in there somewhere. I believe, well I hope that in time, he'll see what kind of pain he's causing me with his word's. He was my first everything.

     He saved me, he was supposed to be my super hero...

     We headed into the cafeteria and Justin went to go find a spot for us, while I grabbed the food. When I was in line waiting for the line to move, I felt like someone was watching me.

     I turned and scanned the lunchroom, only to find no one was looking at me. Mmm, that was so weird. After grabbing us some pizza, fries, and a drink. I scanned the lunchroom to find Justin.

     Once I spot him in the back, I quickly make my way over there and sat down next to him. I looked around the table to see the new guy, who was sitting across from us with Sky hanging off his arm.

     She kinda looks like a love sick puppy with a new toy to play with. It was starting to kinda make me physically sick to look at both of them like that.

     Jesus christ Amy, where the fuck did that shit come from?

     I look over to see a pair of beautiful black eyes staring me down. Not in a hateful way, in a longing, lustful, and painful way. But as quickly as I seen it, his expression changed to neutral and it was gone.

     Whaaat the fuck?... This dude is so weird.

     "So who's going to the game this Friday?" Aaron, a football player at our table asked.

     I hear a lot of yes's and one or two no's from the table.

     Justin turns to me and whispers, "I promised the guy's I would go to the game with them. Do you want to go with me?" He asked, sounding a little bored with the top picked already.

     I shook my head, "No, go ahead without me. I have stuff I've got to do after school," I tell him gently.

     He scoffs and rolled his eyes at me, "You always have something to do after school. When do you ever have time for me anymore!?" He says, getting annoyed with me.

     I looked down to play with my fingers, "I-I-I just have something to do Justin, you know what I do so it's not like I don't want to spend time with you," I tell him in almost a whisper.

     He laughs sarcastically, "Whatever," he ended harshly.

     I go to take a bite of my pizza, only to have Justin take it out of my hand, and eat it himself.

     He looks down at me, chewing on my pizza, "You're too fat to be eating this shit. Here, have some water, that's your lunch," he ordered, handing me a water bottle.

     Ouch, and in front of everyone to.

     People at the table, which is every popular kid that you could think of, laughs at me. I could feel the redness creep up to my face from embarrassment, which makes me look down at and fiddle with my hands.

     Don't cry bitch, don't cry.

     I jumped when I hear a fist slam down on the table and a deep rumble from across us. I looked back up to see that the new guy was staring daggers at Justin. Who was still chewing on the pizza as if he did, or said nothing wrong.

     "I think she looks just fine the way she is!" The new guy spoke in a deeper, and more sinister voice that sent a chill down my spine.

     Everyone stopped what they were talking about, and looked over at the new guy as if he grew a third head.

     Justin looks shocked that the new guy actually stood up for me, but it quickly faded away and was replaced with anger.

     "I'm sorry, who the fuck are you again?" Justin asked wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

     I didn't miss how the new guys eyes watched Justin's every move as he did this, the look of disgust was clear on his face.

     Am I really that disgusting? Maybe Justin was right.

     "My name is Christian Shaw," he told in a matter of fact tone, crossing his muscular arms over his chest, which made his muscles bigger.

     Good god I want to lick them.

     What the fuck Amy! You horny fucker! You have a boyfriend you remember?!

     Justin chuckles lightly, and leans over the table a little bit, "Well Christian, I suggest that you keep your nose out of our fucking business! What I say to my girl is between her and me," he tells Christian firmly, getting up from the seat in a threatening manner.

     Christian also stood up, over powering Justin's threat, "Well if you would treat her better than you do now, nobody would say anything!" He yells, drawing the attention of the whole cafeteria.

     I could see that Christian was starting to slightly shake from anger. He looked as if he was trying to hold something, or someone back from exploding.

     What's his deal? He doesn't even know me enough to be standing up for me like this.

     The air was so thick that you could cut a knife through it. Justin was about to pop something off again, but I quickly interrupted him by jumping up from my seat.

     "H-h-hey now, let's not fight with one another. Justin come with me," I say awkwardly, grabbing his hand and leading him out from the cafeteria.

     Justin sends Christian a death glare as he wraps an arm around my shoulders and squeezed me closer to him. Kissing the top of my head. We both started heading out of the cafeteria, not before I stole a glace back at Christian. Who looked livid. His black eyes catches mine and locked it into place. Making his eyes softened up just a tad.

     He physically looked like he was in pain just watching us walk out.

     So weird...