Freddie McClair.

Chapter 5.

"Disarm your gun Freddie. You're not in control."

"You promised you will make him suffer. You promised that you'll punish him."

"And I did. I kept my promise."

"Where is he? I wanna see him. Now."

"He is dead. And drop your gun before you do something you will regret."

"Don't lie to me. I wanna see him."

"I said he is dead. And don't ever..ever.threaten me again."

Today I received a letter in my room. It was written on it "for my daughter after my death". It's from my father. I felt a tear on my cheek. It's been a long time but some things hurt like hell even after days, months, years. Some hurts are those who make us change though, they define who we are now. In the present. Looking through the past, trying to blame someone and regret for some of our actions is not helping at all build a life here and now. The past passes. The present is what matters.

Dear Gabriella

If you're reading this, it means that I'm not in your side anymore and you are now an adult. Your mother and I have a bank account in your name with cash to help you pay for your education and have a place of your own. To be independent. Also there is something else, that you can receive when you become 21. The code is written on the front side of this letter. You need to protect it at all costs. Many people may try to steal it from you. Keep it safe.
Love
Your Dad

I read it a few times and then I checked the code. I put the letter in my closet and locked it with a key. I wonder..does this have anything to do with Scott? Was he trying to earn my trust to get that? I bet he was. That fucking asshole. I can't believe he is so low. But maybe he is dangerous. He carries a gun, he could easily threat to get what he wants. But on the other side..there was something about him. He didn't seem bad. At all. I sort of trust him. I guess that makes me a completely fool.
Today in the class I saw James. I sat near him as always.

"Morning sunshine" he said.

"Good morning" I replied. He acted like nothing happened. God it's so annoying.

"So what's up? Won't you tell me to stay away from you today?" I said sarcastically.

He opened his mouth to say something but he closed it. Then, Scott came in with his look on me. He seemed anxious. He sat behind me and whispered to my ear "Need to talk to you."

"We've got nothing to talk about Scott." I replied harshly.

Then the professor came in and the lesson started. Everytime James thought I wasn't noticing, he was staring at me. The atmosphere was getting higher and higher. My hand touched his for just a sec when we took our pens to write a note and I was about to explode. I was so into him. I wanted to lie him down the table. Right here. Right now. I was so desperate to kiss him, to touch him. I wanted him inside me, as deep as it was possible.
When the bell rang he took off immediately without even look at me. What was he so afraid of? I knew he was feeling the same way about me. I just knew it. But something was fucking stopping him. As I was walking to my room I made a stop to eat. Suddenly in a corner outside the building I saw Scott. He had the gun in his hands. Pointing someone. Oh my fucking god. He was pointing James. I ran as fast as I could towards them. Scott saw me coming.

"Gabriella leave. That's none of your business."

"Are you insane?" I screamed. I wasn't afraid of him at all. Silence. "Answer me you fuckin bastard." I screamed even louder.

"Be quiet damn it." he put his gun back ti it's case and left.

I looked at James. He didn't seem terrified eather. That's odd. I ran to him and hugged him.

"What were you doing here?"

"I..I just saw him. With the gun. And then I saw you and..damn I was so worried about you."

"You..You were worried about..me?"

I didn't respond. I didn't understand why that seemed so unexpected to him. He took a step closer to me and touched me face softly with his hand. Fuck. He bit his lip. It was so obvious he was trying with all his power not to kiss me. I could barely breath with his face so close. His mouth so close to mine..

And then he left. Just like that. I took a deep breath and went to my room.

Thw days were passing, the classes were becoming even more difficult to attend such as James. He is so difficult to understand. As the days were passing we were much more close though. The exams period came and I decided to focuse on that.

In the last class we were about to separate on pairs for a project and of course I was with James. He came to my room that afternoon to work on that.

"So how are things with you and Scott?" I asked to start a conversation.

"There's not me and Scott. I'm done with him."

"But why aren't you trying to work things up? You were friends.."

"Why aren't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You liked him didn't you? You had a thing."

"That was before.."

"Before what? Before you found out he was keeping secrets from you or before I got in the way?"

"Are you try to blame me for having a thing for you?"

"You don't. There's no thing with us."

"Are you sure about that?" I was so sure he was lying to me. And most of all, he was lying to himself. I opened my legs and sat on his pushing him as he was getting hard. I felt him so fucking hard. He tried to push me away but I started kissing his neck hardly to make him say my name loudly.