"What!" Both Miranda and Lila holler at me so loudly, their voices start to echo through my wandering consciousness. I did want to tell them about my little scene with Jonah during homeroom but I can't stomach this awful feeling inside my stomach. All the blood dripping from the back of his neck stains my hand as I try and focus on the untouched salad in front of me. My hands were too shaken at the time to be washed. Besides no one really notices the girl with bloody hands disappearing through the crowds.
"Shit man," Lila mutters to herself and tips back in her chair while playing with her blue streaks. Miranda and the other hand looks pissed off. Maybe it's because she warned me about Jonah's involvement in these recent attacks during homeroom or because she didn't even know that her cousin was hurt. Either way no one wins except karma. I mean everything is fine one minute, he's driving me to school, guy smiles at me, and he leans over and kisses me. That's not strange right? Perfectly teen appropriate, yet it all goes up in flames. Whether it's because he's a fool and didn't warn me about his injury or the fact that he practically makes out with me in the school's parking lot, we need some time alone, away from each other.
And yet it's weird for me since he hasn't told me that he likes me or asked me to be his girlfriend. This day is supposed to be special for me, for the both of us. He already knows I'll let him kiss me but he's not willing to share any of his secrets with me? That's just cold right there even for him. He's basically on the same level as Jeanna. Then I realize the look he gave me before I shoved him away from me. Soft, tender, the same boy who had offered to drive me to school when my ass missed the bus. He was the same Jonah who acts so kind and gentle around the fragile me. And that's what really makes me want to cry.
Had it all been for nothing? Once again my heart is confused by the weird decisions my brain and my body makes. Wrapping my arms around his warmth neck felt great. The best thing that I've ever experienced actually. "Pryor....." The two of them say at the same time and for a second something else drives away the embarrassing memory being played back inside my head. "Sugar you two just need some alone time. I'm sure Jonah feels like a total dumb ass for what you had to see." Placing a hand over mine, Lila smiles at me and so does Miranda.
Loosening her shoulders, she exhales a deep breath and looks me directly in the face. "I can't believe he didn't call me, that prick!" A sense of protectiveness presents itself in Miranda's anger right now. It shocks both me and Lila who figured that she'd be glad that he got hurt. That he deserves it after......whatever he did in the past. But no, the girl in front of me is a concerned cousin. Something about Miranda lights my world up and I smile as big as I can. But she doesn't seem to notice and instead shifts her distracted attention to the large crowd behind us.
Well the crowd is developing I think. Someone came busting through the doors, shouting and tossing someone to the ground. I'm pretty sure the person being tossed broke a bone or something cause from the way the boys at the front of the room are howling and the girls covering their mouths, it isn't pretty. Lila whistles and smirks at the same time. "Looks like the big bad wolf came looking for trouble already."
Oh crap, don't tell me she means...
"Where is she!" Jeanna screams at the top of her lungs, eyeing everyone in the cafeteria. "Cut it out Jean!" Star hollers as she and the twins enter the lunch room, their faces pale as dawn. But her pleads aren't enough to make Jeanna stop. She climbs over the table and takes Joe by the neck so he doesn't have the option to move and once again scans the room. I keep my head down and wait for her to point at me and call me out. But instead Lila takes off her blue hoodie and throws its over me, being careful to hide my face and hair. When I look up to question her, both she and Miranda give me a stern look and mouth don't move. Swallowing the bile sensation in my mouth, I try to keep myself under control, taking in the deadly sounds being projected behind us.
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The mafia's bride (On Hold)
RomansMy name is Pryor Winds and yes I'm part of a gang. But it's literally not even my fault. My dad got a new job down in Charlotte, North Carolina so we had to move. But it wasn't so bad. I mean my little sister's making new friends at her middle schoo...