Angel In Disguise

Part Eleven

Kelsey's P.O.V.

"Ugh, I don't know but I hope it isn't the worst," I said, pouting.

It took me by surprised that he's opening up to me and, at the same time, I feel bad for him. He seems like a really nice guy and, as a girl, I have a hint on what his girlfriend is doing.

But, yeah I know, I have no rights to jump in to conclusions. What if I'm wrong and I make it worst.

"But, you know what," I continued. "Go ahead and talk to her. Better hearing the truth than pretending it doesn't exist."

"Yeah," he muttered. "I guess you're right."

The awkwardness now took in as both of us stayed in silenece. I was having the urge to stand up and leave - yet, something tells me not to. I don't know.

"So," he started. "How about you? Said you moved in with Ashton. What were you going to say after that?"

Oh, he caught that, I thought.

Thinking of the right words to say, I opened my mouth but shut it immediately. I think it's safe to open up with him. He just did with me.

I shrugged. "I just broke up with my boyfriend yesterday."

"Why?" He asked interestedly. "That is if you don't mind."

"He's a douche," I said.

"Tell me," he said. "Sleeps around? Drugs?"

I laughed, rolling my eyes. "Both. And I try to ignore it. Well, not ignore. More like I'm scared. Scared of him and what will happen."

"Did he do that to you?" He asked. My eyebrows knitted, confused. Until I realized where his gaze were. I should have wore long sleeves, I thought. He looked away from my arm and met my gaze. "He hurts you. Why did you let him?"

"I am alone," I said. Closing my eyes, I sighed. I felt a warm touch over the top of my hands. It sent a different feeling in me. Knowing it was him, I continued; "I have nowhere to go. Shawn and I, we've been together since I was 18 and my mom doesn't like him. I can't blame her - he uses drugs and stuff. He's even in a gang. But I choose him. So, she threw me out."

"Turns out she's right," he muttered, as he started rubbing his thumbs on my knuckles. I don't know but maybe he can see that it still hurts me and it was his way of symphaty - either way, it calms me enough not to make me cry.

"Did Ashton and Luke did something about that?"

"No," I shook my head, as I looked back at him. I just realized his eyes were the shade of blue and green.

He's beautiful, I thought.

"I mean," I continued. "They were there when I got thrown out from home but after a year, Shawn made me stopped seeing them because he's jealous. They know nothing about it, obviously, or they would have insisted that I leave him right from the start. They've told me to leave him a couple of times though. I just didn't listen. I--"

He winced, pulling his hands off me.
I eyed him curiously; "are you okay?"