The next few days went on and Michael pretended nothing happened between usThe hug
His feelingsHe forgot it all that bastard
"So I saw you and Michael" my sister snapped "ya so?" I knew for a fact Michael didn't like her so I didn't care is she saw us not this time "so!? I told you to stay away why didn't you listen?!" She practically screamed "because I didn't want to" I shrugged and that did it for her
"Tessa he doesn't like you or someone like you! You're a fucking virgin!" Ouch
"So! That's better than being a slut" she scoffed "I'm not a slut!" She shoved me into the wall "I'm just looking out for you" now I scoffed "looking out for me!?? Is that what you do every time I bring home a boy or go out with a boy! Is that what you call looking out!" She didn't say anything
"I'm sick of you going behind my back and sleeping with the boy I go out with! And you god damn well know it was on purpose" she just froze
"Good talk" I storm off past Michael he didn't even follow me.
I was right Michael can't be trusted he's just like everyone else.
So I sat alone on the grass
Tears slowly falling. I hoped Michael would come and comfort me but to him I'm a punching bag
"Are you okay?" A voice asked me
I looked up but it wasn't Michael
"No not really" the boy sat next to me
"That's to bad I don't like seeing pretty girls cry alone" thanks
"I'm Charles" he greeted "Tessa" he nodded "so are you going to tell me why you're crying?" I shook my head "it's not a big deal" he shook his head this time
"Of coarse it is you're crying!" I only say there "ya" was all I said
"Pretty girls shouldn't cry" everyone does.
He looked at me leaning in but I didn't he grabbed my wrists pinning me to the ground
Kissing my neck "pretty girls shouldn't cry" he repeated again
And I screamed
But no one could see me or hear me.
He kissed my jaw and cheeks and I squirmed trying to get away from his grip
I closed my eyes knowing this is it in gonna get raped....but then he was ripped off of me and thrown to the ground "GET OFF HER!!" Michael screamed
He kicked and shoved Charles beating him until he ran out of breathe
"MICHAEL STOP!! YOURE KILLING HIM!!!" I shouted
He let go of the boy and looked at me
My sweater was crumpled and my hair was everywhere "Tessa..." He walked over to me "stop!" I backed away he is a monster!
"Stay away" I warned but he kept walking "Tessa please"
"NO you're a monster" I ran away
This time I wasn't sure If I wanted him in my life.
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Be good for me
RomanceEvery bad boy wants a good girl to be bad for him And ever good girl wants a bad boy to be good for her. Tessa Brian is the exact opposite of her sister. Tessa: manages straight A's, studies everyday in her room, fears the social encounters in the w...