Please stop

14. Butterfly.

Okay right know I'm not feeling too safe. There are two scenarios that could happen. A, He pushes me off. B, He tells me to jump.

"I came here that night. After seeing what I saw, I wanted to die. I felt like I failed my favorite person. I was also angry, so fucking angry. That anger never left me. As I was about to jump off, a butterfly started flying around me. All of a sudden I didn't want to jump anymore. This cliff and that butterfly saved my life. A fucking a butterfly." He says chuckling.

I stay silent letting what he said soak in. I feel guilty for making him see me in the same state as his mother. They all had to relive it.

"So I got that butterfly tattooed on me." He says pulling his shirt up a little and his pants down a bit. Just enough for me to see the medium sized butterfly on his V-line.

I study the tattoo and graze my finger over it. I faintly hear Declan's breathing get heavier. Then I realize what's going on so I quickly take my hand back.

"That's a beautiful tattoo." I say.

"Thank you." He says with a small smile.

We spend hours just sitting there and talking about everything. Our childhoods, our friends, our interests, etc. , and it was probably one of the best days of my life. I felt so carefree looking down at the trees and the busy world.

Eventually it started to get dark so we headed back. On the drive back we introduced each other to our music tastes. His is more heavy metal and mine is more indie rock.

When we got back to his house Asher is home and Elizabeth is gone. We walk in and Asher looks at both of us with a confused look.

"Where were you guys?" He asks.

"I brought her somewhere." Declan says grabbing a water.

"Oh okay. Moms out seeing grandma." Asher says. Declan nods his head.

"I'm tired so I'm probably gonna head to bed." I say quietly.

"Okay goodnight Camila." Declan says.

"Goodnight." Asher says.

"Goodnight guys." I say before walking into Asher's room.

I lay down on the bed and check my phone. There are several angry and sad messages from Liam. Some from my mother as well. I don't answer and I turn my phone off. Shortly after I'm asleep.

The next morning, I eat breakfast and decide that I should go to school. I don't want to mess up my attendance because of a boy.

I get dressed in a t-shirt and some leggings. When me and Asher get to school we split up like usual and I make my way over to the bench. I prepare myself to see Liam there but when I get there he's no where to be seen.

"Hey girl I missed you yesterday!" Ebony says hugging me.

"I heard about you and Liam." Amy says frowning.

I awkwardly stand there not knowing what to say.

"I should get going to class." I say quietly before walking to my locker.

While I'm putting my things in my locker, I feel the familiar grip on my arm.

"We need to talk." Liam whispers in my ear.

My heart beat quickens to the point where I think I'm about to have a heart attack. He brings me to an empty classroom and locks the door. He walks over to me and kisses me. A deep long kiss and it feels nice. After we pull away he slaps me. I hold my cheek and a single tear runs down my face.

"I don't know what the fuck you were thinking." He says looking at me with rage.

"I'm so sorry. I was just upset and I wasn't thinking." I say.

"I would do a lot fucking worse if we weren't at school."

He takes my hand and leads me back into the hallway.