From Foes to Flames

From Foes to Flames-part 10

Chapter 10

Matao

She better get out here soon before I break the fucking door down. I'm standing here learning against the door when Jayden walks over "what are you doing Matao? Perving on the girls?" I didn't reply and just Jen staring at the door waiting for Adeline to come out. God she's taking her sweet time. Is she ok in there? "Definitely perving" he repeated.

"Leave" I demanded he nodded with a grin and walked straight into the girl's bathroom... I hesitated before walking in behind him.

"Yep, definitely a perv" he said confidently walking to the first stall. He kicked the door forwards with his foot causing a loud gunshot like sound. I heard a quiet muffled scream as he kicked the second on open.

"Stop it" I demanded he ignored me and continued this until there were two stalls left. I heard soft footsteps as he took his stance for another kick. He kicked open the door, causing it smashed into her arm causing her to yell out. I shoved him out of the way and pulled her forward grabbing onto her arm. There was a red mark where the handle smashed into her. I let go of her arm and turned around fast, anger consumed me as he smirked. Before I realised my fist was hitting his face. He stumbled backwards wiping his bleeding nose his smirk turned into a glare. He lifted his fist to launch me, but I blocked his shot and sent the force back onto him. I punched him in the gut before he could regain his balance and he stumbled against the wall. He stayed in his place as I turned around and pulled Adeline out of the stall. I looked at her arm again and there was a bruise forming already. I looked back at her face, and she seemed panicked, before I could think her fist flew out and I heard a pound grunt. I turned around to see Jayden holding his hand to his face.

"That was hot" he said with a smirk before I delivered one last punch to his face. I walked out of the toilets holding Adeline's hand still and began walking her to the nurse's office.

"That was pretty hot" I whispered into her ear. She looked away from me and stared at the ground as we continued walking. When we got to the office, I sat down waiting for the nurse with her. There was a bruise that was a straight line from the handle and the area around it was red and inflamed. I touched my hand to an area that was inflaming, and she winced a little, her skin felt really warm to the touch and then it hit me. I let her get hurt again. How many times will I let this happen? None because I'm never leaving, he alone again. She will never get hurt again, not when I'm around. Which will be all the time. Her opposite fist was still clenched into a ball and her knuckles were red. "That was a pretty good punch if you ask me" her eyes lit up as she looked at me "I'm sorry".

"It's ok I promise" she replied with a bright smile. I love her smile. It's not that I get to see it very often but it's so beautiful. The nurse comes out and we get her some ice from her arm and buy the look on my face she knows not to ask questions. I stay with her in the nurse's office during the next period. She falls asleep on the chair, and I take in her facial features down to the smallest freckle on her face. I worked on some assignments while she slept but she startled awake when the bell went. I helped her to her feet and carried her things to her next class. She probably thought I would go to my own class but she though very wrong, she gave me a confused look as she walked into the classroom with me following her. "Wha- "I ignored her protest and sat in the chair behind her. The period after that continued the same as this one as the last one. We drove home in silence not daring to say anything about what we talked about on the way to school. I sat in the lounge room while she had a shower and worked on my lessons I missed today. I cooked pasta for dinner while she slept. What I would give to go lay with her right now. She doesn't like me that way though, I don't think she likes me at all actually. She eventually comes downstairs with her hair messy. "Dinners ready" I call out from the kitchen. She walks in and sits down and looks at the food like she's never seen anything so beautiful.

"Did you order this from the Italian restraint down the road?" She asks expecting me to say yes. I shake my head slowly "you cooked it?" I nodded "wow, where did you learn to cook? It looks delicious".

"My dad taught me before he left" she looked shocked that I even remembered.