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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER TWENTY
"I just came to say goodbye." I told Michael when I saw him at school the following week.
"Don't you think that's a bit ironic?" He laughed. "You came to say goodbye? Wouldn't be 'hello?'"
"You don't understand," I softly spoke. "I meant that this is our last goodbye."
He obviously thought it was a joke, which made it even harder for me to do it.
I like him, a lot. But I find it a little awkward that his uncle is the guy that abused me about a month ago.
I completely respect his decision to totally rule out what I said, even though I'm positive that it's true.
"Why?" He asked me, still not getting it.
"Because I don't like you like that anymore." I cried. Gosh, why is he making it so damn hard for me to break up with him.
"I don't believe you." He snapped, narrowing his eyes at me, then walking away.
Michael's POV
Why did she have to break up with me? Had I done something wrong?
Oh gosh. Oh dear gosh, it can't be true.
She was cheating on me, wasn't she.
She tried to blame the incident on my uncle, to make it look like I was in the wrong.
How could she do this to me?
Confronting her about this won't do us any good, so there's only one way.
I know what I must do.
I tried to fit the whole chapter on the one quote, but Witty didn't let me. dsiafhjbpknrgfoiadf. So mad.

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March 21, 2012 5:07am UTC

SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER NINETEEN
The cool breeze brushed against my skin as I walked away from Michael's relatives house, forming goosebumps all over my arms and legs.
I didn't know where I was going, but I just had to get away from there.
I can't believe after all I had said, my own boyfriend won't even believe me.
In actual fact, I don't even know if he really is my boyfriend.
Suddenly, the same man from the party, and that night popped out from a building corner.
I felt my heart jump out of my body, and I just accepted the fact that I was going to die a painful death.
"Well hello there, Sharmony." He hissed at me, taking my hair and taking a good whiff at it.
"How did you find me..." I stammered. "Were you following me?"
"Oh darling, this wouldn't have happened." He spoke so devilishly, making my heart feel like it's going to stop on me any minute. "You should've kept it a secret."
He took a pouch from the back of his jeans pocket, and opened it, only to see an incredibly sharp pocket knife.
He brought the blade up to my neck, slightly touching my skin but not cutting through it.
Even though it wasn't tearing through my skin yet, I felt like I could already feel the pain blaring through me.
"Why did you tell Michael?" He raised his voice. All I could do was shed the tears that have been building up inside of me for the last few hours, the tears from the awkwardness and even the trip down memory lane.
"WHY DID YOU DO IT?" He shouted into my face, triggering more emotions that I didn't even think were possible to feel. "ANSWER ME!"
"I-I-I" I stammered worse than ever. "I didn't kn-know it was you."
"You're lucky my nephew is bloody stupid, or else, you would be dead by now." He hissed in my face.
He slowly disappeared in to the alley way which he came from, leaving me all alone in the middle of an unknown place at 10:30 at night.
But strangely, I feel a lot safer than I did before.

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Across the crowded room, I saw someone I never thought I would have to see again.
I never even thought this moment would come. I just wanted to scream and run out of there, knowing how complicated this was.
It was the guy that stole my innocence, down on the other side of town.
In simpler terms, it was the guy that abused me and drugged me.
Why would he be here?
I stared at him for a good ten minutes or so, always redirecting my vision to him everytime I held a conversation with Michael or his relatives.
"Mum, this is my girlfriend Sharmony." Michael told his mother, pulling me in close.
"Well it's lovely to meet you Sharmony." She said smiling at me.
Instead of responding, I just stared at the guy until Michael nudged my side.
"Oh, it's lovely to meet you Mrs. Richards." I responded, smiling straight at her.
Michael pulled me half way across the room, introducing me to the man that I absolutely despised, the guy I've actually tried to avoid. That clearly failed.
"I saw you staring at him, and yeah. He's that homeless uncle of mine." He whispered in my ear.
Oh good God. This has got to be the most awkward of all situations.
"But trust me, he's a great guy once you get to know him."
"Oh, aha. Yeah." I stammered, completely gobsmacked.
"Good evening Mikey boy!" The man cried, pulling him in for a tight hug.
I couldn't help but feel worried when he did that, like Michael would be endangered too.
"Who's the fine Missy?" He said, eyeing me up and down.
"Ah, Uncle. This is my girlfriend Sharmony." Michael grinned.
"Sharmony, eh? Have we met before?" He said, stretching his hand, signalling for me to shake it.
Letting it all go, I did what any decent human being would do.

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
"... Then I ended up in hospital." I finished, taking a huge gasp of breath. "My self confidence completely lowered, and I let my guard down."
"How could anyone do this to you?!" Michael shouted aloud, in the middle of the street.
I began to cry, because more memories of that night came back to me.
More horrible images came back to me from that night.
Michael calmed himself down, and took a few deep breaths. It seemed like I really mattered to him, which made me like him even more than I already did.
"I'm usually really smpathetic to homeless people, because my uncle recently got framed for cheating the law, by his business partner. Now he lives on the streets." He croaked, looking away from me.
"Me too, I mean, I could've been one of them." I smiled, placing my hand on his lap. "Has your family tried to help?"
"Yeah, of course." He sighed. "He always refuses large amounts of money, yet he always shows up at family gatherings, for the food. I feel beyond sorry, he must feel a bit embarrassed."
I sat there, on the side of the curb not knowing what to say.
Should I agree? Nah, that will just seem rude like I'm saying that 'he's pathetic.'
"Speaking of family events, it's my gradmother's 60th birthday this weekend." He smiled. "I would love for you to come and be my plus one."
"Michael Richards, are you asking me out on a date?" I giggled, winking at him.
"Yeah." He said, pulling me in close and planting a kiss on my lips.

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March 10, 2012 9:34am UTC

SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
He never looked into my eyes after that confrontation.
I slowly turned away, dragging my feet across the ground. I was ashamed of who I really was.
Curse the cycle of life, why couldn't I just be Scarlett, and only Scarlett?
"Sharmony..." He breathed into the wind. It felt as if the words had tickled my skin, a slight shrivel of cold air rushing through my veins.
"I love you, for who you are."
I looked back, seeing him stand there, his hands in his denim cargo pant pockets.
It was as if HE were ashamed of saying it. He didn't sound the least bit confident.
I walked back, at the same pace. I was really unsure about this but it almost felt like a magnetic force was pulling me toward him, like I was addicted.
"Do you mean it?" I fluttered my eyelashes and holding his hands.
He started to smile, but that smile then turned into a grin.
"You're beautiful." He whispered, kissing me on the cheek.
There goes that cold rush down my veins again.
"If you go out with me, will you promise you'll stop with the self-harm?" He caressed my cheek, the one he just graced with his kiss.
"What are you talking about?" I giggled.
"The scars on your stomach." He looked at me sternly. "Stop self harming, you're better than that."
"It's not self harm." I spoke aloud, almost shouting. Tears ran from my eyes, splattering all over the asphalt. The memories from that awful night keep rushing back almost after every word spoken from Michael's mouth, and I don't know why.
His eyes widened, and his jaw dropped slightly. "Oh, God. Sharmony, it was your mother wasn't it. I saw her drunk, and she looked possessed, almost."
I shook my head, understanding the angle he was coming from.
"If I tell you, do you promise to keep it a secret?" I asked him, staring straight into those deep, blue eyes of his.
"Of course. I wouldn't tell a soul." He smiled down at me.
"Even worse, will I still be the same girl you knew?" I asked him again, this time, looking down at the floor, letting my tears fall down.
He looked at me, puzzled.
Oh, great. He's not ready for this kind of confrontation.

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sharmony's POV
"Sharmony, babe." He purred, stroking my hair. "I finally figured it all out."
"Figured what out?" I stared at him. blankly.
I know, he figured out my secret identity, but I don't quite understand what he means.
"Obviously, you're Scarlett." He chuckled, causing me to blush.
"The scars made it pretty obvious." I smiled at him. Gosh, he's such a cutie when he laughs.
He pulled me in tight, wrapping his arms around my waist.
My instinct just told me to trust him, to not be so tense but to let myself be free.
He kissed me, and I kissed him back.
I can't lie and say that I've been waiting for this moment all my life, because I never really thought about it.
This wasn't a cliche high school movie, where the jock gets the Average Joe.
This was real life. These things hardly ever happen.
Usually they just give you a stare that they give to the rest of the commoners in the hallway, and I was one of them.
I remember the days when I would be partnered up with Michael and he'd just goof around with his friends whilst I did his homework.
It was kind of a win/win. He'd get to do what he did best, and so did I.
"I love how you notice me once you find out the other side of me." I breathed on his neck.
"Sharmony..." He murmured, pulling away from me. "I've always noticed you."
"I don't believe you." I laughed, sarcastically.
Was this one of his cheesy lies to draw me in?
"You're the girl that's nice to everyone around them, even the people that dislike you. How couldn't I notice that?"
"You noticed SCARLETT, not Sharmony." I narrowed my eyes at him.
He looked away, trying to avoid my eyes.
My bland, light brown eyes.
"I'm not good enough for you..." I whispered, tears forming in my eyes. "Aren't I?"

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Michael's POV
The moment I walked into Scarlett's house and saw Sharmony standing there, I knew it was her.
But maybe, just MAYBE I thought public confrontation was the only way she would admit it to me.
Don't get me wrong, Sharmony was pretty. It's just that, Scarlett was way, WAY prettier.
Scarlett had gorgeous, thick long hair and the most amazing eyes I have ever seen.
She was basically the teenage Adriana Lima.
Sharmony was the kid of girl that looked like... ordinary.
There was no way I would ever tell her that, though. If I had any chance with a girl like Scarlett, I had to be super nice to Sharmony.
"Wh-what do you mean?" She said, shaking. I could hear the fear in her voice, not taking the confrontation too well.
"Don't lie to me... SCARLETT!" I said, laughing. I was pretty pleased with my observations.
At this point, I expected her to fall in my arms for realising her secret.
Boy was I wrong.
She literally broke down into tears, not continuing the play fight that I started.
Her legs moved faster than I have ever seen before.
Obviously my first instict was to follow her, and to see if I upset her or anything.
Jeez... I didn't like kill a family member or anything.
I was just trying to show my interest in her, without putting her down.
I saw her walking home, arms wrapped her stomach.
Playfully, I snuck up on her and put my arms around her arms.
"WHAT THE HECK?!" She screamed, turning around and slapping me.
"Wow, chill Sharm, it's just me." I said, wiping the small amount of blood off my face.
"Never do that to me again." She said, walking off.
So, wait. She never actually admitted she was Scarlett or not...
Wow. That makes me feel stupid.
Okay guys, so here are the pictures of the characters:
Scarlett/Sharmony: i42.tinypic.com/1671imv.jpg
Michael: i41.tinypic.com/2i9po3o.jpg
I actually hate this story and I'm thinking of wrapping it up early, x

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER TEN
I completely lied to him, telling him that it was a guy that I hooked up with that got rough at an after party.
He'll believe that, at least.
"He pressured me... and I didn't want to." I sighed. "I tried to escape, but he was too drunk. He broke an empty bottle lying around and forced me into it."
My feet were dangling above the sea, as we sat on the pier. A look of shock and madness came on his face, once I told him the lie.
"Who is he?" He shouted, standing up. "I'll make sure he never breathes again!"
"No, it's okay. I'm fine, I promise." I said, smiling up at him.
"Good. Because then I can do this." He said, leaning closer in to me and his lips touching mine, slightly.
I was enjoying it for a split second, until memories from that night came rushing back. I had forgotten half of it because of the drug, but when Michael's lips touched mine, some of it came back.
I saw the other man, grabbing my head tightly and kissing me. He had a skull tattooed on his neck and a black beanie on.
I pulled away from Michael, because I felt really insecure and scared.
"I'm sorry, I just can't right now..." I said, getting up and running away.
Looking back, I saw him chase after me.
Crap. Now he'll know where I live, and he'll see my drunken mother and start to assume something.
I kept on running, feeling my dress fly up behind me.
Come on, Sharmony! Let's see these PE classes actually start to become worth while.
I pumped my legs, as if it were a life or death situation.
As soon as I didn't see anyone around, I started to walk home.
Finally, safe at last.

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER SEVEN
I arrived at school on Monday, feeling completely paranoid and scared.
I mean, come on. After all I've been through, you'd understand.
"Hey," A male voice called out from behind, and tapped me on the shoulder.
I squealed, jumping and going all ninja on the person behind me.
"Whoa, whoa. Relax. You're a bit jumpy there, aren't you?" The person said.
Oh. It was just Michael.
"Sorry, I had a crap weekend." I said, looking down at my feet.
"I thought Scarlett was the one with the crap weekend, it's all over the news!" He said, handing me a sheet of newspaper.
There I was on the front cover in my bra and underwear, posing for Victoria's Secret and the headline was "Victoria's New Secret?"
My jaw dropped as I read te first paragraph of the newspaper that read, 'Supermodel and to-be-actress Scarlett Watson had a 'fun weekend' according to one of our insiders. Sources have reported that 'Watson has been around with one too many boys' and that she was in hospital for proving positive in herpes. Another source reports that 'one of her many encounters spiked her drink, and she ended up in hospital because of a potential overdose.' Watson's party days are soon to be over, with her new found reputation.'
"What the fudge?" I shouted. "This is filth!"
"That's reassuring." Michael said, raising an eyebrow.
"I know what happened that weekend, her mother told me."
"Are you sure that it's not just a cover-up?" He said, waving the paper in my face.
Excuse me? What would you know. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and what I read, as well.
"I don't need to stand here and listen to this." I said, storming off. "If you actually knew what happened, you would take back everything you said."

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER FIVE
One of the men ran behind me, blocking all possible exits for me to run away.
I stood there, feeling like I'm shrinking, but also the men getting larger by the second.
"Come here princess..." The man sung. "We won't hurt you." I stared at his unsightly hygiene that obviously showed up through his clothing.
The man behind me grabbed my mouth and I felt a small tablet start to dissolve.
I woke up a couple of hours later, feeling pain all over my body.
My vision was blurry, and my memory from the past few hours was completely wiped out. Well, so I thought.
I sat there, my brain concious but unable to do anything. I sat there in complete silence, not being able to yell or defend myself.
"Baby girl, get ready for a ride." He said, grinning to himself.
He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me across the room into a corner, and lay me there.
I could tell that this wasn't legitimate because the windows were sealed off by wood, and the walls and floors were the same colour as their clothes; a dirty yellow-brown colour.
It felt like an abandoned factory, but I wasn't too sure.
He positioned me upright, for me to see everything. He sat on top of me, straddling himself over me, and began to kiss me... everywhere.
I tried to breakfree, but my brain felt like it was disconnected to every part of my body. I used all my power to move my arm up, sloppily swinging it at the man.
"What the eff do you think you're doing?!" He screamed, hitting me across the face, then throwing a punch. "Come on Derek, lets bounce." He said, signalling his friend to follow him.
I lay there, in an unknown place, feeling like I was about to die.

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SECRET IDENTITY
CHAPTER FOUR
I saw a tall, muscular figure approach me as I walked through the streets of a different part of Malibu.
It looked somewhat like Michael.
Oh, nope. False alarm. I was actually excited to see Michael, he was so nice to the other side of me.
I walked through tight small streets, filled with men and women sleeping on the floor with signs asking them for donations.
I felt scared, here. But I don't think kidnapping and rapes happen here. I think that's in a different part of Malibu.
I walked through an alley way, leading on to the main road.
I heard footsteps behind me, so I flicked my dipdyed hair around and saw nothing but trees and dumpsters.
"Oh Darren, we got some fresh meat around here." I heard someone hiss.
I turned back and saw nothing, yet again.
When I looked back in front of me, I saw two dirty looking middle-aged men standing in front of me, completely blocking my path.
"Ooh, and she's a pretty little one too." He said laughing, in the most twisted way you could possibly imagine.

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