Second Chance? - WeeklyChris / Chris Collins

Fourteen - From Heart

"Starting with you, Alexis, what happened to your cheek and your eye?" Mr. Jones asked.

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I gulped and looked at Chris that was sat on my left side. He was already staring at me and he looked scared, almost begging for me to not tell him. I wouldn't mind if I was a guy and he hit me, but a girl...

Mr. Jones would be upset when he finds out Chris had hit a girl, but then again, I don't give a shit about him or anybody. I would be terrified, only if I was a normal teenager.

But I'm not, so I wouldn't be shocked to hear a guy hitting a girl. To me it's normal, because my dad always hits me. I sighed and finally told Mr. Jones what happened to me.

"I stepped in between two guys fighting but then one of them accidently hit me." I say, without too much detail.

"If it was an accident then how come you have a black eye and a bruise on your cheek?" He asks again, I was already annoyed but I had to reply or else my dad will know and shit will not be going down well.

"The same thing happened the second time," I sighed.

"Why did you step in between a fight the first time?" He asks again. I swear, this guy is honestly begging for me to dig him a whole 6ft deep right now. I looked over to Luke that was sat beside Chris but once he saw me look at him he turned around and rolled his eyes.

"One guy was beating up this guy and I couldn't just stand there and see someone I care about getting hurt." I say, speaking from my heart. I felt Luke staring at me but I was too afraid to look back.

"May I ask you who this guy is? The one that you care about so much?" He asks and I felt like slapping him soo bad. I just shook my head and looked at my hands.

He turned to Luke and I just kept my gaze to the floor. Not wanting to look up at anybody's faces. I felt them looking at me, judging me because I just said something so stupid but I can't hold back feelings.

I like Luke and I can't deny that. But there's something that's stopping me from being with him, I don't know what it is but I want to find out soon so I could get it out of my way. Mr. Jones just kept asking more and more questions but none of them directed towards me. All of a sudden the memory of Chris and I kissing came crawling back.