mysteries & secrets | mileven

seventeen

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN;
• THAT WAS MY DICK •

lunch was awkward. pretty sure everyone saw el's encounter with her brother yesterday after school.

some people even made theories on who the tall, hot, mysterious man was. who got el so mad that she swore countless times and to knee him in the dick?

the only person who knew was mike. he was the only one who heard her say his name.

"so el." dustin clears his throat and she looks up, "who was that hot guy yesterday?"

"dustin." mike says under his breath with a glare.

"none of your damn business." she grumbled, stabbing her food.

"are you okay?" lucas asks.

"do i look okay? i just found out my stupid motherfucking brother is back from the dead." she slams her hands onto the table, "and i just want to kill someone or fight someone right now."

max nods, "wanna fight then? if it makes you feel better we can fight."

"i'll kill you in an instant." el waved her off, chugging down her drink, "i mean did he ever cared for me? was i nothing to him?" she began to rant and thankfully they were in the av room so no one else heard.

"i was nothing to him. not even a phone call from him. he probably knew i was hurting badly but he didn't care. i'm so stupid." she groans.

"el, you're not stupid." mike states.

"well i feel real stupid." she spat, "i'm so affected by him that i'm not even myself today! this is how much he can affect me!"

"i bet that greg kid was someone of his who he sent to watch me after he found me here. that's why he knew all that!" she stood up, "that asshole."

"el, i need you to stop swearing first." mike says, "and calm-"

"i need to kill someone, see you guys after school." el walks out.

"wait what?" mike asks.

"don't worry, i can hide a body or two." she winks, slamming the door shut.

"oh hey!"

"just the person i was looking for." she smiles, turning around, "hi greg."

"you were looking for me?" he asks as she nods.

she grabs his collar, pulling him into a empty classroom.

"sit." she demands as he does so, "you work for my brother don't you? you suddenly appear and won't leave me alone, you have a diaz knife and you have it strapped onto you."

"i do work for him." he nods.

"but why!? did he force you? because i can help you leave-"

"no. i asked to. my parents owed him some money and i suggested to work for him to pay off their debt. he protects me and my family and that's all i need." he explains.