Save Me

Chapter 71

"We should go," My voice is soft; vulnerable. It's changed by the emotions he created in me. He leans back so our eyes meet.

"I got expelled," He states but I don't see regret or melancholy in his eyes. He is certain about his actions.

"We need to go to the Principal's office," He rolls his eyes cursing under his breath.

"What the fuck does he want?" The annoyance is clear; I bury my hands in his hair.

"He just needs to talk, that's all," I say, softy.

"He was fucking shouting at me for twenty minutes. I don't..."

"Please," I plead him. His eyes soften and a small smile forms on my lips.

"Let's get this over with," I kiss his cheek before I try to get up. The instant my feet touches the ground giddiness comes over me causing me to stumble. Corbyn catches rapidly and he steadies me against him. I hold my head in my hands; the cloudiness of my mind is still messing with me. The burning sensation overwhelms me; my bones ache as if they are too weak to keep my body in place.

"You okay?" I nod blinking. "Can't you walk?"

"I think so," I use all my might and self-power to move towards the door. My feet hurt as if I'm walking on barbs that dig into my skin. My angel takes my hand on his own; the feeling of safeness and protection wins over everything else. The rote towards the locker room's door seems to be evolving continuously; more and more distance unfolds in front of me convincing me that I won't be able to reach the door.

"Corbyn," He turns to me concerned. He frowns at the sight of me; I must look horrible right now. "I can't walk. Go alone and I'll come found you."

His hand touches my forehead and flinches. "You're burning up,"

"I know," I mutter leaning in on him; my head on his chest.

"Didn't you go to the nurse?"

"I d-did," I murmur shuddering. I feel like I'm a flaring tinder that burns into this suffocating toxic blaze yet I feel like I'm being buried inside the ice. I keep shuddering, freezing at the low temperature around me. "I...I came once I woke up," He kisses my forehead and I relish the soft reassuring sentiment he offers me. "Go," Instead of leaving me, his arms snake around me; one of his arms under my feet and the other on my back.

"I'm not leaving you out of my sight baby," His fire is burning me too but this time I need it the most. I become smaller; pressing my body against his craving for this warmth and comfort. I hear his heartbeat; stable and rhythmical. It sounds like an angelic serenade to my ears; the sound that takes all my insecurities away, putting me in peace. A smile of happiness reaches my lips briefly. His movement comes to a halt and I see we are outside his office. The Principal is right outside with the lady that was with me earlier.

When I stand on the ground, my angel's hands secure me. I lean back on him; the feeling of dizziness along with the shudders and pressing needles have enervated me.

"Mr. Carter come in," The Principal announces and I get out of his warm loving embrace.

"You should go alone," He raises his eyebrows shaking his head.

"No way, you come with me," He pushes me towards the door but I stop him.

"I talked to him. Now he wants to talk with you."

"I don't give a shit about what he wants. I'm not leaving you alone,"

"She may go with Mrs. Rose. She needs to rest," Principal voice is severe yet there's a softness hiding in it. Corbyn's eyes don't leave mine.

"I'm going to be fine," He opens his mouth to speak but I do first. "I'll stay right outside and she'll stay with me. If I need anything I'll let you know. What about that?"

The hesitation and disapproval of my idea are palpable. He weighs his options and by the way his lips form a hard line and a small scowl troubles his angelic face; I know he isn't fond of it. Yet, my heart beats faster for this angel before it melts in pieces that have his name on them.

"I'll be fine," I whisper reassuringly.

"If you need anything, you.."

"I'll come inside," I finish his sentence with a smile. He walks to the door and shuts it behind him, having his glassy electric blue eyes in mine the whole time. Once the door is closed, my smile falls and I lock my eyes that are full of tears. I sit in the chair filling the fever torturing me.

"Thank you," I say and she nods grinning at me.

"He cares about you," A grin blooms on my face. A few weeks ago those words would have cut me to the core but now, I feel the luckiest girl having him. I have my own guardian angel to watch over me.

"I know he does,"

Mrs. Rose gave me some pills and injected me with a serum. The noises whirring in my ears stop; needles quit gashing my skin, slicing it in bloody pieces. It numbs all my skin but I prefer it rather than the tormenting symptoms of sickness. Mrs. Rose kept me company for most of the time but I didn't want to keep her. I leaned my head in the wall then, locked my eyes and thought of all the events that took place today. I hadn't expected Edward to want to try again. The last time, he was seriously hurt. And once he got better; he attacked me.

Flashbacks of our battle come to my mind and I have trouble breathing. I feel the anguish flood my veins and fear cranks under my skin as it did when we were fighting. I tug my hair to prevent myself from crying again. I fought him; I had never done that before. At that moment, I wished I had attended boxing or have learned some fighting skills to protect myself. The barbarity of those distressing and horrid minutes frightens me. I don't know how my angel gets involved in those types of a fight; I hated it. The adrenaline was lighting in my veins, fear was throbbing against my chest, my heart was beating crazily fast; I was scared I wouldn't live after this.

However, my angel came. I don't know why or how. I don't care. He came the second I left. He protected me; chose me over his parents, the trial, his sister, his expulsion from the school. This could have ruined his future but my angel chose to save me; again.

The door flies wide open creaking, revealing my angel. His eyes move to mine instantly. Even now, his blonde hair is shinning, his eyes are painted with my favorite blue of the sky, and the better part; they are staring back at mine. His expression is surprised and I feel nervous at the sight of him.

"You told him," He says. He is not stating nor question his words. He looks bewildered; a tornado of feelings and thoughts crossing his eyes.

"I-I..." I stammer. "Yes, I did."

"Why? I thought you didn't want anyone to know," He tells confused.

"I didn't but at what cost? I could let you get expelled for saving me." His eyes widen as his lips part. I watch him silently as he appears to be at a loss of words; he's shaken as if I just demolished his universe; as if I took from him the reason for his existence.

He moves to me rapidly; I don't get a glimpse of him until he stands right before me. His hands cup my cheeks.

"You did this for me?" He whispers. The disbelief in his voice splinters my soul. He doesn't think someone could do something like this for him. I nod and hear his sharp intake of breath. He leans down as I stop breathing at the proximity of his lips on mine. He shuts his eyes and I follow his actions; the light brush of our lips explodes the feeling I was yearning for since he last kissed me.

"Mr. Carter," A shout makes me jolt stepping away from Corbyn. The Principal appears from the frame of the door of his office. "I'm going to need you to sign some documents," Corbyn nods to him. He disappears though the annoyance of my angel's face is evident; he didn't want to be interrupted. And neither did I.