A Bad Love

3.

Ace:

"Bro nerd alert," Cam said cutting off our conversation to look behind me. I turned in my seat and saw Anastasia walking into the school. A slight limp followed her, and her face twisted in pain from time to time. Those aren't from me. None of the new bruises or cuts on her body are from me. "wanna have some fun"

I look at Cam who is smiling and I slowly shake my head.

"Nah man we have practice," I say, and he pouts but nods and we walk towards the doors. While passing Anastasia I see her tense something I normally like but for some reason it made me mad. What the fuck?

After practice, I walk into the locker rooms covered in sweat. The whole team is in here and I get changes and wash the sweat off. Walking out I see a girl by the door twirling her hair around her finger.

"Hi ace" she whispered seductively.

"hi" I replied. I walk slowly up to her as her body comes to the wall.

*****

"Okay let's get started" I say throwing the box full of supplies down on the table watching Anastasia flinch. she puts away the paper she was writing on and looks at the box hesitantly taking the items out of it. "They didn't have any paint"

"Oh, okay that was what I was wondering" she whispered almost unaidable. I sit Infront of her looking at the paper she was writing on. It looked like a letter.

"what's that" I say pointing at the paper. She freezes and her breath quickens.

"a letter to my mum" she whispers putting the page away. I forgot that I stole her book. I haven't really read it just a couple pages but right now it is in my dresser hidden away. I nod and watch her connect some pieces together trying to find correct places.

"What can I do" I ask. My question must have caught her off Guard because she froze. what did she think I would make her do it. Nah it seems like a fun project.

"You can cut the Styrofoam into balls. or start putting the rings on Jupiter." she said quietly marking down something. I start working before I hear two voices screaming Anastasia's name. Urgh, they interrupted yesterday. The boy and girl sat down.

"Girl, Travis is so hot" The girl squealed. Anastasia just nodded and counited to work. The all seemed to quiet down when the boy and girl started to work on their project also. The girl grabbed Anastasia's paper she did yesterday and started to write the correct answers down on her own.

"Sophia stop cheating" the boy said in a fake dad voice.

"Bruh shut the fuck up Jaxon" Sophia said. Anastasia flinched at the cuss, and I got confused.

"done" Anastasia whispered. I looked at it and even though there was no color it looked actually pretty good. I nodded and grabbed my bookbag standing up then just leaving the library. I walked to the cafeteria and sat down at my table. It was known as the 'popular' table because this is where the football and cheerleaders sit. I noticed the three walk into the cafeteria and sit down. Sophia and Jaxon went and got trays while Anastasia just pulled out a book and started to eat.

"Ace, Hello did you hear me" an annoying ringing in my ear said. I turned and saw it was Vannessa and nodded. She seemed to believe me and continued to speak. my head hurt from her voice but hey she was a good fuck, so I didn't care. I looked up a cam and he was looking at me with wide eyes.

Shit he saw me staring at Anastasia. Wait, why should I care.

"what" I asked. he looked at me then at the table we named the 'nerd' table.

"Bro why are you staring down silver." he asked. My face fell with confusion but then I understood. Silver, that was Anastasias last name. It sounds a lot like frank silver who is my dad's second in command.

"Just planning my next move, you know" I said, and he laughed dabbing me up. I nodded and we counited to eat and listen the cheerleaders talk about annoying ass shit.

When I was free from the school I walked out to my bike. The bike was black and red and 1000cc, so I treated it nicely. I was putting on my helmet when Anastasia and her two friends walked out of the school. The boy and girl waved goodbye to her and went to get in their cars while she started to walk down the road.

I hopped on my bike and speed to my house my head racing with thoughts. One bugged me in particular: She flinches, she walks like she is in pain, she has new bruises that are not from me, and she walks home.

I tried to think of something else but my mind kept racing back to the painfilled face of Anastasia silver. Why the fuck am I thinking about her. Why the fuck do I want to turn around and help her on the back of my bike to make sure she gets home safely.

******

My lungs hurt; my muscles are screaming at me to stop. I kept running and running around the track. I wanted to stop running but I was not going to until the Black curls and green eyes of Anastasia Silver were out of my head. Every time I closed my eyes last night I saw her, but it wasn't her normal self. I kept seeing her curled into a ball in the corner crying. Her body covered in bruises and blood.

I could feel my heard beat in my ear and my watch kept going off telling me to stop and take a breath, so I slowed down just enough to take the band off and toss it by the bleachers. I kept running not caring what happens on the outside all I care about is getting this girl out of my head.

About three hours of nonstop running, I went into the locker rooms to get cleaned off. She wasn't out of my mind yet, but I could not physically keep running. The school was closed because it was after hours, but athletes get access to the locker room. I went out to my bike and hopped on driving slowly without my helmet letting the wind cools me down. I passed a park and saw the same Black curls that haunted me in my dreams last night. Turning off my bike I sat there and stared and the girl crying on the bench. Her arms and legs shivering her face down and her body shaking from the tears.

I got off my bike and slowly walked to her not knowing what I was doing.

"Who made you cry?" was all I said when I was close enough. I was somehow ready to go and harm whoever is making her like this. And if it was me then back to the track I go.

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