A Bad Love

5.

Anastasia:

"Girl, I never knew you owned that jumper before. or that you owned any jumper." Soph said as we were in the Senior lobby sitting and waiting for Jax. I look down at the jumper I was wearing. 

The one Ace gave me

I slept at his house last night me in his bed and him on his couch (his discussion). His bed was so soft, and I got the best sleep in 3 years. When I woke up his maids made breakfast and i ate a couple bites. He told me just to keep the hoodie one: because I don't own one and two: because it is an older one so nobody will notice.

"Oh, umm yeah" was all I managed to say without lying or confessing.

"Girls, I have a love attack," Jax said, sitting beside us. We both looked over at him with confused faces. "You know brain from my Bio class. He is my lab partner. Well anyways he kept staring and smiling and urgh I am going to die"

"Wait isn't brain straight, Aren't you straight" Soph asked. Jax looked down and shrugged.

"I mean I don't know. I have been drawn towards men instead of women lately" Jax explained not looking up.

"Hey, we didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable we were just wondering" I assured. He nodded then looked up before whispering. "Oh crap". I turned my head to see Ace walking our way. None of his football buddies were behind him. When he reached us, he looked down at me a dark glare covering his eyes.

"let's go Anastasia I want to work on my project" I nodded and jumped up grabbing my bookbag wondering when it was going to break. I followed behind him keeping a safe distance until we got to the library. Not many kids were in here, but he still waved around the shelves until we got to the table in the back corner. Our stuff was already here so I just sat down on one side and him on the other and he threw a bag onto the table. "paint"

"Oh, thank you" I grabbed all the paint out seeing the beautiful colored bottles fall onto the table. I grabbed the brushes and containers and we both, surprisingly, started to separate the colors.

"You didn't tell anyone about yesterday, did you?" Aces' question got me off guard.

"No, of course not you told me not to" I answered truthfully.

"good" was all he said. "I want to work on the project after school hours to get it done faster so what is your number so I can set a time"

I looked down at the table stopping my art.

"I-I don't have a phone" I whispered. I felt him stop.

"You're 18 and don't have a phone"

"Yeah, my papa doesn't allow me to."

Ace just laughs "your 18 you don't have to ask your father shit" I flinch from the cuss word. I hate cussing because that is all my father does. Every time someone cusses the words sound just like my father when he is punishing me.

"I am sorry," I say still looking down. I don't know why I apologized but I felt the need to.

"Why do you flinch when I or somebody cusses" Ace asked. Why is he always asking these questions?

"Because I just don't like it," I say gripping the edges of the booth I was sitting in. I take a breath and go back to painting when I hear ace.

"So, you don't like when somebody cusses, for no reason at all you just don't like it" he pestered. I nodded wanting the conversation to be over. Ace chuckled before we went back to our project. The bell rang so I grabbed my stuff and saw the hole in my bag getting bigger. I don't want it to break on me and everything goes everywhere. I sighed and picked all my books and stuff up into my arms feeling them press right onto a healing bruise and threw my bag away. 

I walked to 2nd period my arms already hurting from the books, how am I going to get through the whole day like this?

Ace:

"Alright boys and girls you can now go with your partners and continue to work on your projects but first come and grab one page per team because it is another worksheet needing to be filled out." I see Anastasia Walk up to the front and grab the page saying thank you to the kid who handed it to her. The main thing I kept staring at though was the way my Jumper fits her.

I know it was old but that means it was smaller and fit around her petite frame perfectly. She grabbed her books, and I noticed that her ugly ass bag was gone but now she was holding her books in her arms wincing when they hit a certain spot. That ends now.

I got up and walked over to her nodding my head for her to follow me. We walked down the hall to the library. When we were out of the view and no other students were near I grabbed her books out of her arms and walked into the library.

"You don't need to grab my books" she whispered. I chuckled and laid the stack on the table.

"Your arms were about to give up and I didn't want you to make a mess on the floor possibly embarrassing me." I lied. I just wanted to help her for some reason. My lie must have worked because she nodded and sat down in her seat grabbing the work page and starting to work on it, I knew we had about 10 minutes before her nerdy-ass friends came and interrupted us.

"Anastasia" I whispered likening the way her name felt rolling off my tongue.

"Please if you are going to use my name just call me Stasia or Stas," she said not breaking her stare on the work page. I noticed when she said Stasia there was a bit of heartbreak in her voice.

"Fine then Stasia where did your bookbag go" I asked.

"Okay Stasia is out of the options just call me Stas" she whispered. I chuckled I will not be doing that.

"why"

"Because that is what my mum used to call me okay and I don't want you calling me it" she snapped. My eyes widened and so did hers. "I'm sorry"

"Now, you're fine I understand but I already told me to call you Stasia so that won't change" I answered hating the fact she always apologized. She didn't answer but just kept working. I looked at my watch and saw it was 10:26. 4 minutes till her annoying ass friend came into here stealing our work. "Stasia" 

"What ace" she whispered her voice sounding strained like she was silently crying.

"Come here" I whispered and scooted over. She obeyed but hesitantly, walking over and sitting down beside me folding her hands in her lap. I nodded to myself likening her close to me, but I also knew the risks of my next action. I look at my watch 3 minutes, I have to act fast. "Stasia"

"Yes ace," she said now looking at me. Why am I nervous, I am never nervous. 2 minutes. I put my hand on her cheek a watcher flinched from my touch before pulling her face and putting my lips to hers. I felt her gasp and I pulled away immediately missing the taste of her. "Why did you do that ace"

There were tears in her eyes. I fucked up.

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