Love Can't Die |M.C.|

Chapter 2

*Emmie*

I bit my lip and chewed on the end of my pencil while I tried to concentrate on this one question. School is such a bitch. I have this one condition that it's hard for me to concentrate sometimes on school work, even if it's easy. Sometimes I can concentrate but most of the time I can't.

I groan and bang my head on the table then stop when I realize that people could be watching me now. I lift my head up slowly and see everyone in the classroom staring at me. Michael was sitting beside me and saw the look on my face and said "Stop staring guys. Or I'll beat your asses." They all stopped staring at me except one guy and he smirked and said "Really? You can't even hurt a fly."

Michael's face turned red and I gulped. He clinched his fist and leaned up in his seat slightly since the guy was sitting right in front of him,  punched the guy in the face so hard that he fell out of his chair. I gasped and he leaned back in his chair and continued writing down notes as if nothing even happened. 

The guy got back up in his seat and rubbed his jaw and kept hiss gaze on his desk and the front of the room. Thank god but why did Michael hit him? It's not like the guy murdered someone. I gulped and looked back down at my paper and tried to concentrate but failed. 

I'm surprised the teacher didn't notice. I looked up and the teacher was just sitting at his desk reading a newspaper with his feet on his desk. I sighed and started to bite the end of my pencil then the bell rang. Thank god. I quickly got up and left the test on my desk and grabbed my bag and saw Michael basically storming out of the classroom.

I ran after him almost tripping over a few desks during the process of trying to weave through kids. I finally made it out and took a deep breath and looked around and saw him by his locker. I ran to him and yelled "Michael!"

He slammed his locker shut and said "Leave me alone Emily." I didn't listen, first mistake, and grabbed his arm and said "Why aren't you talking to me now? I didn't do anything." He growled and shook my hand off him and said "It's none of your business." 

Now I was starting to get annoyed. I grabbed his arm again, next mistake, and said "You're my friend. You can't just be mad at me for nothing!" The next thing I know I was turned around and pressed against one of the lockers. 

I looked up at him scared and saw his face red with anger. His hands had my hands and had them pressed against the lockers on either side of my head. 

I gulped and heard him growl "I keep telling you to leave me alone. You never do. You know why? Because you have no one who loves you and you think that I'm the only one who can stand you. Well guess what, you're wrong. I can't stand you at all. No one can, that's why you're alone." 

He let me go and walked away to his next class. I felt tears flow down my cheeks and I ran for the girls bathroom. I didn't care that I had to go to class but I had to do this.

I ran in and went into one of the stalls and got out one of the sharpest blades I had. I dragged the blade across my arm watching the blood start to pour out. I dragged it again but deeper this time and mumbled to myself, "No one loves you." as I made another cut.