His bright green eyes shined brighter than anything I've ever seen before, he wouldn't keep eye contact, his eyes would look all around me, to the floor even, glancing at me only occasionally. I guess that should've been my clue. Right then I should've gathered myself and walked away. Of course I didn't though, because what girl would? When you're fifteen and the guy everyone drools over stands in front of you and tells you that you're everything he's ever dreamed of then of course... Of course you're not going to just simply, walk away. Of course you're going to believe every word he says. Even when your best friend says he kissed another girl you're going to believe him. Always. And when you haven't heard from him in three weeks and he calls you and says he still loves you, you're going to pretend you don't know about all the parties, all the girls he's slept with. You're going to let all the patterns fall back into place. You're fifteen for gods sake why would you not? You just want someone to love you because your father left when you were six and your mother blamed you every since. She drowns herself in alcohol and denies you. And your family? What family? They disowned your mother before you were two. You just wanted him to take care of you. So what if he sleeps with other girls as long as he's happy right? So what if he leaves bruises on your face? All your friends just think your mom got too drunk again and none of the teachers ever really care . You've practically raised yourself since you were ten, and you never let anyone in but the piercing green eyes melted the wall and he got in but he just got in to tear you down because he can't stand the idea of anyone being happy if he isn't.. You just wanted someone to save you, because you're fifteen. And you haven't learned yet that you're the only one who can save you.