Purple Eyes - J.H

Chapter 5

⚠️⚠️ abuse mentions

Blair POV
"Blair, care to show us what is more important than my psychology lesson?" Mrs Jackson asks rather smugly.

Fuck, I knew I've had my head down for too long.

I look up, and as I fucking expected, everyone's eyes were on me.

"Not really miss, sorry, but it's private." I say back softly. She seemed taken aback, but nonetheless, she continued to press me.

"Fine then, you can either show me what you were doing, or it'll be detention for the next two weeks." She offers with an attempted smile.

Ok that's a bit harsh. I don't actually care, that'll be two whole weeks of coming home late and not having to deal with my 'dad'.

"Ok then miss, I'll see you in detention." I said not lifting my head from the page. She didn't say anything else to me, she just carried on with the lesson she was supposed to be teaching.

There was now only 10 minutes of the lesson left and I couldn't fucking wait. I had art next and that is my favourite lesson out of all the ones I do. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I already knew it was Jaden since we were in the corner at the back. I look up to be met with his beautiful blue eyes. Did I just say beautiful? Fucking gross.

"Yes?" I question.

"What was that?" He asks.

"What was what?" I knew exactly what he was talking about, I just didn't want to answer the fucking question.

"Why didn't you just show her the drawings? Now you have to do two weeks of detentions for no reason." He states.

I mean, he's not wrong, but what he doesn't know is that this is perfect. But what the fuck do I say to him? 'Yeah I know, but I would much rather go to detention then go home to my dad who is waiting to beat me black and fucking blue, and these two weeks are gonna literally save my life'? Yeah, no, I don't think so.

"I could really do without her trying to convince me to talk to the school counsellor about my QuEsTiOnAbLe drawings." I simply state, which is a complete fucking lie, but he doesn't need to know that.

He nods understandingly at my fib, and continues to write down notes. At this point, the bell is about to go and then I can go to art.
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The rest of my day went pretty ok. I had no other lessons with Jaden and nothing else eventful had happened.

I am now currently at my locker putting my geography textbook in and taking my skateboard out, I rushed out of the school gates and started my ride back home.

My house is at the end of this long ass street, so it takes me like 10 just to get there. The two houses on either side of mine have been empty for months. Or so I thought.

As I turned into the opening of my street, a few meters ahead of me was him. The same same raven haired boy I had met earlier.

Part of me wanted to turn around and wait for him to fuck off, but the part of me that wanted to just ride past him in the road was bigger. Unfortunately for me, neither fucking options had happened.

"Oh, hey Blair." He called out. Oh fuck me sideways.

"Hey Jaden, I haven't seen you around here before." I said whilst slowing down to come onto the path so I was riding next to him.

"Yeah I just moved into one of the houses up the top, the left one to be precise. What about you though, you live here or are you just passing through?" He inquired, looking at me. No don't look at me.

"Well, considering this road leads to a dead end, it would be pretty silly of me to be passing through, no I live in one of the houses up top, too." I stated. This kid obviously is showing no signs of leaving me alone, may as well fucking interact with him.

"Oh, I never realised the road was a dead end. So if you live up too then did you hear all the yelling last night?" He asked. Yes dipshit, I was on the receiving end of it.

"Yeah, that happened quite often, you learn to drown it out." I explained. He didn't reply, he just nodded and kept his gaze fixed in the surrounding houses.

It became apparent to me very quickly that there was currently a very bloody and beaten body laying in my front garden. I quickly jump off my board, leaving it and Jaden behind, and I sprint towards the front of my house.

"Oh my fucking god, Sam, what the fuck did he do to you?" I yell. He doesn't answer me and instead looks up at the boy standing above him, who looks like he just saw Casper the fucking ghost.

"Is he ok?" Fucking really!? Yeah, no, he's fucking amazing.

"Does he look ok to you?" I retort, but I don't give him time to answer. "Sam, where are your fucking keys? I'm driving you to the hospital." I say, patting down his pockets.

"He took them. Look around, my car is with him." He muttered.

"Fucking asshole, of course he did. Jaden, can you drive?" I ask, squinting due to the sun setting and being directly in my eye line. He just nods and retreats into his house to get what I'm hoping are his fucking keys.

I help Sam up whilst Jaden gets his car out of his garage. Fuck. Why does he have to have white fucking seats?

"Sorry about the seats, I'll pay to get them cleaned." I say getting in the back with Sams head in my lap.

"Don't fucking worry about the seats, it's fine, worry about your boyfriend." He says not taking his eyes of the road. Thanks asshole, I just threw up in my mouth.

"Brother, I'm her brother." Sam mumbles before passing out.

"Shit, can you drive any faster?" I kind of snap. He doesn't answer me, but the sound of then engine revving and the car picking up the pace certainly does.

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A/N - vibing to angels and demons whilst writing this just hits different. Also just wanna say that a garden is what Americans would call a lawn.... I think.