"You don't know what you are talking about." I shook my head standing up slowly. I starred at myself in the mirror that hung over the dresser of our done, searching my face for the emotions he was speaking of.

"What did he do to you?" Trevor asked, looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"It doesn't matter." I said sourly turning around again.

"Obviously it does." He stood up, taking a step towards you.

"Why do you care?" I crossed my arms defensively, backing into the wooden dresser.

"Because a girl like you doesn't deserve whatever he did to you." Trevor murmured.

"Y-you don't even know me." I choked out.

He was right though. I didn't deserve the happiness that Jake gave me to be stolen right beneath my feet. I didn't deserve the wrath of my mother and her manipulative ways that most definitely turned him against me.

Did I?

"But I can see right through this façade Mia. And I'm going to be the one to break it." He spoke in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone

"Mia?" Payton's high pitch voice interrupted the moment along with her heavy pounds on the door. I swallowed hard pulling myself out of his mesmerizing eyes.

"Shit." He murmured.

"What?" I whispered

"She can't see that I'm in here."

"Mia? Are you there?" Payton called, "I forgot my key."

"Get in the shower." I whispered, "Yeah I'm coming!" I called out to her, shoving Trevor in to the dark bathroom. I ran for the door, finally pulling it open.

"What took you so long." She slurred stumbling into our room. I looked over her once rolling my eyes. Her ruffled hair and unsmoothed mini dress proved she must have just gotten done with Colby.

"I was laying down with my iPod..." I lied glancing into the bathroom from the corner of my eye.

"Oh. Man, I need to get cleaned up Colby spilled beer ALL over me." She giggled throwing her jacket on the bed.

"Oh that uh. That my might not be a good idea." I stuttered throwing myself in the bathroom doorway.

"It wont?" She raised an eyebrow.

"No, the uh, the water pressure was a complete dribble." Another lie.

"Oh I know how to fix that. Gosh you're such a newbie." She snorted shoving me out of the way. With one splay of her hand she swiped the shower curtain to the side, coming face to face with a flustered Trevor.

"Wow." Was the only word that escaped her mouth, "Really Trevor? Mia?" She said in disgust looking back at me. "I can't believe you two." She spit out.

"It's not what you think Pay." Trevor protested.

"The hell it's not what I think." Her voice rose angrily. "Get the hell out!"

Trevor stepped out of the shower, sliding past her to my side.

"Both of you!" She yelled turning to face us.

"Payton it really wasn't what you think." I said helplessly.

"I thought you were supposed to be my friend Mia. You did Trevor!"

"It's not like you didn't just do my friend, AGAIN, Payton!" Trevor intervened, grabbing me by the hand before dragging me out of my own dorm.

"What the hell, I can't leave! It's my dorm!" I tried to pull away from him but his grip was too strong.

"She's drunk and angry, and I don't give a fuck." He said fuming.

I obviously knew there was tension between the two of them but I didn't know why, but this may have given me a little clue.

"Where are you bringing me then?" I groaned surrendering myself to him.

"My room." He said simply turning down the L-shaped hallway to room 215.

Trevor reached into his back pocket releasing me then unlocked the door, leaning in to flick on the light switch. I stepped in hesitantly, looking around.

"No roommate?" I asked looking at the empty twin bed on the left side of the room.

"No roommate." He responded closing the door behind him.

"This is definently against school rules..." I said quietly.

"No one will find out you are here." He said locking the door with a sigh.

"What did you mean back there when you said 'again'?" I finally asked the question that had been racing through my mind.

He stopped and looked down at the ground with a heavy sigh, "It doesn't concern you." He said in a low voice.

"Obviously it does now." I crossed my arms facing him.

"No. It doesn't." He said looking up at me with hard blue-green eyes.

"It's not good to hold this stuff in." I mocked him.

"This is different okay Mia?" He huffed running both his hands through his shaggy golden brown hair.

I could see the barrier Trevor was putting up now, the one that I saw earlier. The Trevor who didn't get hurt by girls, the heart-breaker.

"It's all facades Trevor..." I murmured looking up athim with blurry eyes. Looking at him I saw myself, the one who was hurt by the heart-breaker.

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Hello readers! I am well aware my posts aren't super long and I don't post as often, so I will explain why now. One of my family members has been ill for years and recently her suffering ended. At the moment I am at her house, packing pictures and such, and the funeral is this weekend, so my life has been souly based around this.Trust me, I am not abandoning you all! And as for the Jake POV you are all asking for...be patient loves :] Thank you so much for all your support, and keep voting and comment comment comment- that way I know what you guys think and all that jazz!