The Bully's addictions

chapter 10

I skipped going to school yesterday feigning an illness, today I didn't have to fake being sick , I think I really caught the flu this time, a small part of me was glad that I actually have a solid reason for skipping school today, which meant I wouldn't have to see him...

I felt like never going back to school and even move entirely to a new town where I would never have to see him again

"Are you sure you can stay home alone? You don't need me here with you?" Mum asked looking at my form on the bed with a doubtful expression

" I will be fine mum, you an go to work and if I need anything I can just ring you upright?"

She nodded with a smile

"Then I would be leaving, breakfast is downstairs, be sure to eat and take your medicine okay?"

I nodded and close my eyes as she walked out of the room...

I didn't realize when I slept off but it was almost noon when I opened my eyes...

I tried lifting myself from the bed, but I was just too weak, my skin felt as if it was on fire

"Urgh" I buried my face back into the pillow...

I don't know how long it has been when I heard footsteps approaching up the stairs.

It couldn't possibly be Jenifer , she wouldn't be back from work until six. But why would mum returned home so early

My thoughts were pushed aside when the door pushed open and he stepped inside...

My eyes got as wide as saucers and I didn't even take a breath

He was dressed in his usual boot, a pair of jeans and a leather jacket , his dark hair was ruffled like he had been running his fingers through it

He stared at me briefly before he began to take long strides towards me, was it just me or did the room seems to shrink

He came to a halt when he just reached the foot of the bed

"You weren't in school yesterday" he stated as a matter of fact

I sucked in a Sharp breath, he was so close..

Too close

Memories of i and...him ..and what happened the other night flooded my head , I jumped into a sitting position scooting far from him to the end of the bed needing to put some space between us

I winced at the sudden wave of headache that struck

"Are you sick?"

Did he noticed? And was that concern I heard in his voice?

Even as the thought came I almost laughed at it

Mark concerned about me ?

Not a chance in hell

" Why are you here? Just leave" I said trying to sound as firmed as I could but it came out as a squeak

I was indeed not fine but his presence right here was much worse, I still couldn't be free from him right here in my house? We stared at each other for some time and miraculously he was the first to look away

I heaved a sigh when he left the room with heavy foot steps

Was he gone ?

I held a palm against my chest taking in quick breaths

My relief was short-lived when I heard his footsteps again

This time he entered with a bowl containing water and a towel plunged on one of his broad
shoulders