Transformation (Marcel FanFic)

Transformation 15

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Fifteen~

"Cause like I said you're a fu*ktard. You don't care for peoples feeling since you've started hanging out with Joanna. You lost your best friend Marcel." Harry stood there with fumed eyes. "She told me you abandoned her."

You just lost your best friend...

How did I lose her? I mean we haven't exactly been on speaking terms but that's only because we haven't had the chance to see one another. I'm with Joanna, but that's only because she's been trying to help me. Amie has no right to say that I abandoned her when she is obviously around my twin brother.

"How have I abandoned her? You two seemed cozy in class." I rolled my eyes, but his words pained me more than he will ever know.

"Are you really turning this around?!" His voice boomed through the entire room. "You are so selfish!" He threw his hands up in frustration.

"How!? How am I selfish?! Is it because I'm trying to stop being the schools punching bag! Well I'm sorry but I don't want to come home with bruises anymore." I looked down at the floor, regretting what just escaped my mouth.

"Mar, I know it hurts but you just cant leave the people who have been there for you. She-..."

"She what?"

"...Nothing. It isn't important..."

"I now when youre lying to me Harry."

"I don't think you deserve to know, honestly. You've hurt her in the worst possible way last night."

Last night? What the heck happened! He is literally beating around the bush like everyone else. No one is giving me answers and frankly I'm tired of it.

"What did I do!? Every one is either congratulating me about it or harassing me! What did I do!"

"Why don't you ask Amie. Until then don't talk to me, understand?"

"I thought you were on my side with the whole change."

"I am- was. Joanna is turning you into some one you're not. I thought that having you by my side would be amazing, but youre a bigger jackarse than I am."

"No ones a bigger jackarse than you." I huffed and rolled my eyes. He headed towards the door as my last statement came out. "At least I'm not a man whore." He instantly stopped and the tension was cut throat. I don't know where this courage came from, but this certainly wasn't the Marcel I knew.

"Excuse me?" His eyes shot daggers into mine.

"Y-you heard me." I stood my ground once more. Before I knew it I was on the hard floor, my head breaking my fall. I felt a blow to my nose and immediately felt droplets of blood coming out. Another blow. And another.

"Don't. You. Ever. Talk to me like that again!" I felt myself losing consciousness. As if an angel came to my rescue, his weight was soon pulled off of me. My vision was blurry as I tried to stand up, and he sound of blood dropping to the floor was all I heard.

"W-what the hell is wrong with you!" I was finally able to speak. "W-why would you d-do that! After all I get at school!" I felt weak once again. The tears that escaped my eyes did nothing but worsen my vision.

"Come on Marcel. I'm going to clean you up."

"A-Amie?" my voice came out shakier than I wanted.

"You don't have to help him." Harry spoke up, and by the sound of his voice I could already see his eyes roll. "He did nothing but hurt you."

"I know, I know. But I'm nothing like him." Those words hurt me more than the bruising that is most likely already forming.

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WAY OVER DUE! SORRY!

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