Chapter 9- Why Does He Care?

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I'm back. School is........always in the way. Why?!?!

Anyway, Enjoy.

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Cynthia's POV.

I walked down the hallways with my blue hoodie amd sunglasses on. I didn't want people to see me. Ever since Andrew did that, I've decided to wear this outfit to school. The only one to pass now is-

"Hey pretty."

Jack.

"I told you to stop calling me that." I mumbled.

He smirked.

"Not going to, sweetheart." he said.

He then looked at me up and down.

"So....what up with the outfit?" he asked.

Uh oh. He noticed.

"Can't a girl wear her clothes in whatever out fit she wants to." I quickly said.

He held up his hands.

"Just askin."

I then took off my sunglasses and saw that he had a black eye and a few scrars all over him.

"Well you looked like you took a beating." I said.

He smiled.

"The person that I almost beat and almost made him unconscious looks a little worse." he said.

He pointed to a guy in a football uniform.

I smirked.

It was Andrew's brother, Drake. He had a black eye and a bruise on his left cheek. He also had a bleeding lip and a bloody nose.

I looked at him.

"You took down Drake Sullivan." I said.

He nodded.

"Like I said, I almost made him unconscious, until Principal Williams ruined it."

I frowned.

"Uh, oh. What did he say?" I asked.

He sighed.

"He almost kicked me out of the football team. But, he won't unless......I get an A or B on the end of the first semester's test." he said.

"Pfft. Test are easy." I said.

"For you. But for me, it's like solving a jigsaw puzzle." he said.

I was about to say something, but then two boys walked by me. They looked at me, then started laughing.

I quickly put on my sunglasses and pulled my hoodie over my face. They laughed harder.

"Hey! Leave her alone!"

I looked up at Jack.

"How would you feel if you were laughed at?!" he yelled.

"Why do you care?"

Great. Andrew had to be in this.

"I just do, ok." Jack respoonded.

Andrew then turned to me and smirked.

"Enjoy the surprise I gave you the other day." he said.

I looked down. A tear went down my cheek.

I couldn't hold it in. Why? Why did he do it? We're not even an item anymore.

I started to sob and curled up in a ball with my back pressed against the lockers.

I heard Jack growl.

"What did you do?!" he demanded.

Why was he so mad? This is not even his problem.

"Nothing. Just gave her a little tingle. If you're so worried about her, then why don't you ask her yourself." Andrew said.

"Cynthia?"

I looked up to see Jack with a worried look on his face.

I shook my head and ran. I ran out of the school. I couldn't take this anymore.

"Cynthia!" I heard Jack yell. He was running after me.

I then felt someone hold my arm. I tried to pull my arm out of his grasp, but he tightly.

The expression on his face was with worry, but was also serious.

"Tell me." he demanded.

I shook. I then fell to the ground.

"He......he kissed me and touched me. I- I don't even know why. He.......We aren't even an item." I confessed.

I was sobbing hard.

"I- I'm.........scared."

I then felt warm arms wrapped around me. Jack held me in his arms.

"No one will touch you again, unless I'm there." he said.

This is the first time anyone's has even cared for me. No one has cared for me. My parents don't even love me, my ex boyfriend didn't even love me. I have no one. Now, I hve someone that cares for me.

What he did next was......unbelievable.

He kissed me. Not just a quick one, but a long passionate kiss. His lips were warm against mine and his breath was minty.

I smiled as we pulled away.

He looked into my eyes, as I looked into his. His eyes sparkled. His green eyes looked like emeralds.

I turned away.

"I'm sorry. We can't.........I don't want us to be no more than friends." I said.

He nodded.

"I understand."

I then hugged him.

"Thanks for being there for me." I said.

He smiled.

"Your welcome, sweetheart." he said.

I smiled.

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That chapter was amazing as I wrote it. I'm going to read it over. I really hope that it's long.

Anyway, please comment, vote, and read. I need to know what you guys think.

Bye.

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