Over the next few months a pattern began to develop between Demetri and I.
Things were simply just getting worse daily, I knew I should leave but I couldn't when he could get to me wherever I was. I wasn't safe at home, I couldn't hide in school because he knew all my classes, and he knew the route I took home.
There was just no escape and I felt like I was walking on egg shells most of my day as it was, since I wanted some way out, some way to escape this school to escape him.
Walking to the door of Williamsburg I sighed before pushing open the door and walked along the hallways with the recently cleaned floors that reflected the lights and ceiling in a blurry murial on the ground.
Almost no one was here and I found it eerie, it would have been comfortable if I didn't have a continually racing mind that never let me have experiences in anything but caution.
Getting to my locker I took out my textbooks and the things I'd need for work before walking to my first classroom and putting my stuff on my desk before going up to the roof of the school.
The gust of wind that followed nearly blew me off my feet and I was forced to stand still with my legs rooted to regain balance.
Once it passed I walked over to the edge and leaned on it before staring over Brooklyn though I could only see so far and yet none the less I could see the continually rising tower in the distance that was already taller then the One World Trade Centre.
Manhattan where money gave you power to do whatever you want.
I then glanced down and spotted Demetri's car while glided to a stop at the curb before he got out and walked into the school.
I just hope he doesn't find me all the way up here.
One of the weird things was that dying didn't seem like an escape anymore, my mind had molded it into a way of saying Demetri had won. So my own will had checked off my suicidal wishes simply out of spite to allowing someone else to have more control over my life then I have over it.
I must have zoned out because I didn't realize there was anything around me until I heard the door to the roof open but since I knew that only a handful of people knew about it I remained where I was.
Probably the girls.
"Angela, Paris, is that you?" I ask without turning around, and the wind was my only companion for sound for ten solid seconds before I heard footsteps and I was spun around to be faced by Demetri with shorter hair yet the rest was just long enough to be pulled back behind his head.
"No your boyfriend" he says and I got to take a step back forgetting there was a ledge and it was only by him grabbing my wrist and pulling me back did I not tumble over the edge of the school.
"You scared me" I mutter moving to the side to create space between me and him.
"Sorry" he says quickly before he turned to rest a hand on the edge of the school.
"Why are you up here Demetri?" I ask and he just nods before looking at me.
"I came up here to see you, you've been off these past few days, and I wanted to know if I can do anything to help you feel better?".
The gesture was inherently nice and pleasant, and if it came from anyone else I might be willing to accept it but I wasn't totally trusting of Demetri, in fact in the past five months I'd completely flipped to not trusting him very much at all.
"I appreciate the offer but I'm fine".
"Fine is an acronym you know that" he retorts.
"Yeah, freaked out, insecure, neurotic, and emotional. And that's from a movie" I quip, before he just hums.
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The Billionaire Darkness
Teen Fiction{Book #0.5 of The Winters Series} Adrian Leo Winters was many things, the heir to his parents multi trillion dollar empire, the son of the renowned Alexander Winters, but underneath he was cold, and sad, broken from years of being away from his sist...
