Cross My Heart I'm Dead

Chapter 19

"Just one more hour." I kept repeating to myself as the History lesson began. I made it through the day and now it was the last lesson. History. Everyone was talking and shouting and I just banged my head on the wall, waiting for the stupid teacher come and get this over with.

"Oh stop over-reacting. It's just a class." Derek rolled his eyes as he leaned back, rocking on his chair.

"Oh, believe me, you will want to run right out before it has even been 10 minutes." I said and he just rolled his eyes again.

"Settle down class." The teacher said and everyone got in their seats and became quiet. She rambled on about some historical stuff and I just tuned her out. Why study something you will never need to know? "Alexis, if you want to pass this year, pay attention!" She snapped and I let out a deep breath.

"I don't want to pass." I said and got a punch from Derek.

"Al," he threatened.

I let out a sigh, "fine, I'll pay attention."

"Thank you Derek."

"No problem miss. I love making her suffer." He smirked and I glared at him.

"I hate you."

"Aw, you know you love me." He cooed and I kicked his chair so he'd fall off, which he did. The teacher went back to teaching and I went back to tuning her out, just like old times.

But, about this threat about me having to die, am I gonna have to hide all my life? Will they really hurt the guys if I didn't die? Am I really that hate-able? Do I really put people through so much trouble that they want me dead? Would it be best if I died? Oh for fucks sake, why does this have to happen? I can try to fight them off but if one of the guys gets hurt 'cause of me then I'll.. I'll...

And that's when I ran out of the room. I couldn't take it anymore. All these thoughts, all these threats. I can't keep running but I also can't fight. Ugh, I hate this.

"AL! AL!" I heard Derek call after me but I kept running, just like I did in art. I finally stopped and sat down. I had ran to my locker and I had brought my bag with me. Derek keeps saying we will get through this, but how? How can we possibly get through this with no worries? That is going to be impossible. A few stray tears crept down my cheeks as I thought of what we were going to do. "Al," he said once more, softly, as he sat down next to me and pulled me into a hug.

"What are we going to do? He won't stop until I die. We can't just hide." I mumbled into his chest as he patted down my hair.

"Hey, we are going to stop him. Tonight, we go back with Ben and think of a plan. He will stop once he sees that you can't and won't die. Don't worry Al, we can and we will get through this." he said, which made me smile. He cared so much and was willing to do anything. I love him so much!

"Can we go now?" I asked in barely a whisper.

"Only if you smile." he said with a small smile and I could tell he was actually being serious when he said that. I nodded and smiled softly as he helped me up from the floor. "I'll text Ben." He got his phone out and put it back after a couple of minutes. We walked over to his car and got inside. We were silent the whole drive and I was grateful for that. I could just think and come up with some ideas. Maybe I could fake my death? No. That would mean hiding all my life and it would mean I would have to leave the guys and Crystal. Maybe I could move? No. Not again. That isn't even going to be a thought. Maybe I could -

"C'mon, we're here." Derek said, cutting me from my thoughts.

"K." I said happily and jumped out of his car.