chapter 16
MARCEL'S POV
"Will?" I cleared my throat as he answered the phone. I wanted to make sure I sounded macho for this call. It was important.
"What, Marcel?" Will asked, clearly annoyed. I growled into the phone. How dare he treat me like a nuisance? He's the jerk here!
"Will, listen to me!" I growled. "You need to stay away from Megan. You aren't good enough for her."
I could hear his deep laugh from the other end of the phone. He had always been a jerk to me... All the girls at school thought he was perfectly kind, but that was a lie. All he had ever done, for the past 16 years or so of my life, was cause me pain.
"Awww, does little Marcel have a crush on Megan?" Will always did love taunting me, and I was definitely putting myself out there by calling him. He could really tear me down here.
"No, of course not," I rushed. Although, even as I said it, I wondered. Did I still have feelings for Megan? I mean, I couldn't! There's no way I could ever love someone who hurt me like that. And she's my student. That's the only reason why I'm trying to protect her. I would never... feel something... for her... would I?
"Well then leave me and Megan alone!" Will grunted. I felt sheepish at how manly his voice sounded compared to my little squeaks.
"But... I'm tutoring her..." I tried to explain. "And you're just a distraction!"
I knew that this wasn't entirely true, but it was a liable excuse. I had to make sure Megan did well in her math class, or she would hate me forever. And for some reason I felt that I could never make it through if she hated me...
"Isn't that just too bad?" Will interrupted my thoughts, mocking my whining voice. "Get over it."
"Fine Will..." I said. I didn't know what else to do, or even why I was making this call in the first place. "Just know that if you hurt her, I'll be after you!"
"Whatever," he chuckled. He probably didn't think I was serious.
"Hurting her is my job," I growled under my breath, knowing Will probably couldn't hear. I clenched my jaw and jabbed at the "end call" button with my long index finger.
If anyone was allowed to break Megan's heart, it was going to be me. She had broken my heart. And anyway, she would come crying to me if Will hurt her. It would be way too difficult to keep up my angry façade if she was upset, and I would probably break down all my walls and feel sorry for her. I was supposed to hate this girl.
She was supposed to pay for the pain she had caused me. Instead, she was off frolicking around with Will. He was making her happy. I didn't want him to even be near her, let alone touch her. He just had to stay away.
I stopped a second. What was with me? Why did I have such violent thoughts about Megan? Why did she make me feel so much? Be it anger or joy, my feelings were always intensified around her.
I shook off my thoughts. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that I needed to get Will away from Megan as soon as possible.
Even if Will was my cousin.
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