-Safe Place-

4: my hero

"What the hell?!"

I looked over and saw a boy with dark colored skin.

"Excuse my douchebag. I'm trying to get in my locker."

"Hello to you too beautiful."

"Don't ever call me that. I didn't let Archie Andrews, so I won't let you."

"How about We stop fighting and you give me your number."

"No thanks."

I started walking away, but he pushed me up against the lockers. Twice in one day huh?

"Give me your number...slut."

"What did you just call her?"

I saw Archie right hind him, looking pissed off.

"Slut. What are you gonna do about it, Andrews?"

Archie saw that I was starting to cry. He pushed Chuck away grabbed me. He pushed me behind him.

"Call her that ever again and I will beat your ass."

He then dragged me outside and we sat on a bench. I was crying so hard. He just sat there watching me. I couldn't tell him what had happened. But I felt so close to him already. Maybe I could tell him. Maybe he would listen.

"Archie...I know we have known each other for two days but I feel so close to you already. So could we go somewhere and talk?"

"Of course Ronnie. Would you like to go to my house?"

"Actually can we go to my trailer?"

"Yeah sure. Anything for you."

We walked to his truck. I told him where to go. We soon got to my trailer. I walked up to unlock the door. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. It sent shivers down my spine. He was growing on me. It was weird. No boy had ever gotten to me like this. He was just so perfect. I think I'm falling for him. I got the door was unlocked. I gestured for him to go first, but he nudged me lightly to go in first. He followed me behind. I walked to the kitchen.

"You can sit on the couch. Do you want anything to drink Archie?"

"I'm good. Thanks though."

I walked over and sat on the couch next to him.

"Do you still want to talk."

"Yes. It's about my old life and a boy. I use to live in New York with my rich parents. I was so popular. I even had all the boys after me. That is why I'm so scared."

"Of boys?"

"No. Of falling in love."

"Oh, Ronnie. I'm so sorry."

"That's not all. One night he had a party. He handed me a drink. I'm pretty sure he put something in it cause I passed out. And he took me to his room apparently. My best friend walked in on him raping me and saved me. The worst part was we didn't have any proof so he got off easy."

I started to cry.

"Ronnie. It's okay. I'm never gonna let anything happen to you again. I will protect you."

I heard that and jump on him hugging him.

"You're my hero."

We looked into each other's eyes. He leaned in, but before our lips could touch, her trailers door flew open.