Océane's Eyes

•III•

I stare at my closet again and wonder what to wear. The marks are less visible but are still very much there and it won't take my very observant best friends up to 10 minutes to notice the marks of abuse on my body. I grab a pair of leggings and large turtle neck sweater my grandma bought for me, what's with old people and wooly clothes. I get downstairs and greet my parents.

"Mom, I require a wardrobe change"

"What's wrong with your wardrobe?"

"Too exposing"

"Don't worry hun, the marks will go away really soon, I promise. Have you been using that balm i gave you"

No, it smells grotesque

"Yeah"

"Okay, then give it a little time"

"Sure, sure." I kiss her on the cheek and follow dad outside and into the car, how long is this going to last. Dad's poor choice of music makes the drive feel like I'm in a 90s movie.

We get to school and I walk over to my locker, Drea and Reggie aren't here yet. I feel like I'm being watched. I close my locker door and leaning on a locker next to mine is zeke Raymond.

I've had a crush on him since 5th grade. His emo vibe caught my attention, he was anti social so I just watched him from a distance.

He had his silver chain in between his teeth and his black hair almost covering his eyes. His strong cologne has my throat in a tight grip but I like it. His nails are painted a sexy black and his fingers adorned with different types of rings.
He looks at me from top to bottom, releasing the chain from the grip of his strong jaws and says "when did you decide to cover up that sexy body?"

Who me???!

"Uhmm... I.. I needed a brake from all the staring" I say and giggle, was that too cocky.

"Thought you'd never notice"

Was he just confessing the fact that he has been staring at me? No wonder he noticed the change in wardrobe.

"Wanna hang out later?"

Thirst trapping then asking me out, this guy must really want something

Yeah,... you.

Really?, you think so

No

"You need help with something? I'll help, you don't have to force yourself to go out with me"

"Trust me, I never do what I don't want to. And I hardly do the things I barely want to, so I must really want you" even his talking is sexy and I've only heard him talk like twice in my whole existence, this being the third and longest time.

"Then yeah, I'd love to go out"

"Sure, after school?"

"Uhmm, shit. I have to help my mum with something"

No she has fucking therapy, she's deranged stay away from her.

"Okay, when will you be free"

When will I be free

"Saturday"

"Cool. Alright Saturday then" he leans in and pecks my cheek. I couldn't hide this one. My really really light brown cheeks had turned tomato red for sure.

"Okay, what just happened to you?" I hear Drea's voice from behind me. I turn around and see my best friends in front of me. Drea pinches my cheeks and says "who did this to you"

"You guys won't believe me but-"

The bell cuts me short. We all let out an annoyed groan and agree to talk about it during lunch. The sympathy i got from Grandmas story was short lived. I wish mum had told them she was dead, wait that's a bit sadistic.

I keep on getting called out by teachers when I stray off or fall asleep. I wish I could scream at them and tell them that I'm not okay but j guess I can't.
The bell finally rings for lunch after what feels like light years. I meet up with Reggie at our table, Drea is still in french class asking her teacher why she got an A minus and not an A plus. She knows french way more than I do even if I'm part french.

I decide to tell Reggie before Drea gets here.

"So.. you know zeke"

"Anti social, I killed my dog, your so in love with Zeke?" He asks and picks up a french fry from my tray

"Harsh.. well yeah him. He asked me out"

You know how your best friends are meant to go, are you serious oh my god I'm so happy for you. Well mine is different, don't know why.

"Why?" He says with an indifferent face.

"Maybe it's cause I'm nice, and pretty and funny"

"That's a fact, you've always been that. So why does he ask you now. Something's up"

"He finally noticed-"

"Hey guys, guess who got an A plus in her french test"

"Mary-rose, the best student in french class" Reggie says trying to get on Drea's nerve.

"That was once, I have gotten that title every other time. Don't let me punch you" she says and takes a french fry before sitting down.

"So whats up"

"Guess who isn't single anymore"

"I don't care if your single or not Reggie" Drea says.

"Hey I'm still single, maybe not for long"
Drea's has her mouth wide open, the frenchfry half way in

okay gross.

"Don't tell me it's you ocean, who is the lucky guy that I feel like punching-for uhmm.. stealing my best friend obviously"

That sounded sus.

"So seriously, nobody's happy for me?"

"I'm more concerned than happy" Reggie states.

"Why?" I just remember we haven't told Drea who the lucky guy she feels like punching (didn't sound like a joke by the way) is.

"Oh, her prince charming, zeke asked her on a date"

"Oh my- I'm dead inside, stay away zeke?"

"What's up with the wierd ass nicknames"

"That's sus" Drea says.

"Thanks for being so supportive guys"

"We are happy for you" Reggie says

"So happy" Drea adds.

"Just be careful pls, it might be a good thing but if it isn't then it's a very bad thing"

I understand they are looking out for me but I'm blinded by crush.

"Thanks" I reply and smile.