In a world where love does not exist.

Lies on top of lies (C.11)

He places his right hand on my shoulder. 'Are you okay? We should probably sneak into the bathrooms to get you to... cool down.' He laughs.

'We-?' He shoves me into the girls bathroom.

'Blaise! you cant be here, what if someone sees you?' I tell him looking into every stall, no signs of anyone here but im still nervous.

He licks his rosy lips. 'Wash your face, we need to talk.'

I shake my head and he assures me its important. I turn on the sink, still suspicious but i wash my face with the cold water and stand against the wall, my arms crossed.

'What is it Blaise, i think ive heard everything ive ever needed from you.'

'Alaila, this is only the start of what i hope you never hear.'

I sigh.

'Get on with it.'

'Your right, theres not much to say to you right now other than im sorry.'

'Blaise- we already talked about thi-'

He walks up close to me, very close. I take a step back and notice that i cant go any further, im leaned against a wall and his hands stretch all the way over me and almost onto the ceiling; he is so tall, im scared to even move.

'Blaise, its your fault i have dealt with so much pain but i will let you off if you tell me why you did it.'

'Anything so you can forgive me.' 'It wasnt intentional, i wasnt trying to harm anybody but i accidentally got caught up in it and well i ended up harming you, you have no idea how much i am ashamed of myself. It was a minor mistake that ended up being a trajic accident not only for the school but..' He looks me up and down. 'For you to.'

'I understand now, but how? thats what you havent answered. How did you accidentally light almost the whole school down?'

'Oh im clumsy, i was holding a- cigarette and i dropped it.' His eyes wonder around the room and he bites his lip, if i wasnt so good at detecting lies i would say he is telling the truth. But im the clear opposite and i know when someone is hiding secrets.

'Sure Blaise, be that way.' I slide out of his grasp for a second but he catches me by the arm again.

'You think im lying? even though i already told the class and Miss Smith the truth. Believe me Alaila, these are not some lies.'

'Lies on top of lies.' I say staring at him, he glances down sadly and i feel bad. Maybe he isnt lying but i cant be sure after all i live with liars.

He pulls me onto the wall again. 'Im not justifying my actions, your clearly hurt and not letting me in. Alaila please believe me, i dont want to have more enemies in this shitty world. Im done with this!'

He glares at me, eyes shiny. I can tell he is emotional and i decide to believe him, after all why would he lie to me?

'Fine, i believe you! Is that enough is that what you want to hear?' I raise my voice but laugh it off, not trying to seem mean.

He smiles. 'Im grateful.'

I kiss my teeth.

'Blaise?' A voice from the distance, a voice in the hall calls out Blaises name and i freeze for a second.

'Blaise, what are you going to do?' I start to freak out and he just laughs.

'Stop it.' I laugh it off too, hitting him in the chest ever so slightly. We exchange looks and smile together.

'Blaise?' That same voice from the hall calls out and i push him away from me.

'Go.' I say peeking over the door. 'Its Smith.'

He widens his mouth. 'Oh shit, gotta go i guess.'

He slips a passionate kiss on my cheeck and smiles, he leaves and my vision gets blurry. As soon as he is out i scream. 'WHAT THE FUCK!?' obviously in my head.

I place my hand over my cheeck but before i can freak out and drop to the ground i overhear Blaise and the head teacher talking.

'Why were you- you know what im not even going to ask.' Miss says to Blaise.

'What do you need from me you pathetic-' 

'Blaise, talk to me that way again and you wont be suspended, you will be killed.'

Blaise shivers and i cant believe what i have just heard, why is he talking that way to the... teacher? They seem more than a student and and a teacher if you ask me, maybe relatives? I mean i know nothing about where Blaise lives or if he has family so maybe the teacher is a relative- No, he would have told me because apparently he wants to be truthfull to me, to never lie again but maybe thats not what he is after; maybe there is way more that he wants from me. Something thats not under his own will. I knew it, he has got more up his sleeves then i was lead on to believe.