True Love (Discontinued)

Chapter 4

Finn's POV

"Noooo!" Marcy screeched, throwing the game controller across her bedroom. I had just beat her at the game we had been playing. "How did you do that?" She asked after I calmed her down. I shrugged. "I have good reflexes." She rolled her beautiful emerald green eyes. I heard a knock on the door. "Enter if you dare." Marcy called in her creepiest voice. Her butler stood in the doorway. "A miss Flare Everest is at the doorstep." He announced. Marcy rolled her eyes. "I'll go see what miss Mental Case wants." She decides and gets up. As she walks bye me, she gently dragged her fingers across my face. I shudder lightly. Glob if only she knew the effect she had on me. I wonder if I'll ever tell her?

Marcy's POV

I jumped through the middle of our spiral staircase, landing lightly on my feet. I see Flare standing on the porch, her figure silhouetted in the fading sunlight. Her hair, which looks like fire, is pulled into a neat bun. She is wearing a long sleeve orange shirt, an orange belt with a ruby in the middle, a hot pink mini skirt, red leggings and red Mary Janes. Her headband also has a ruby on it. "What do you want Flare?" I asked, tapping my foot impatiently. "I want you to lay off my man!" Flare screamed at me. Like I said earlier, she has really bad mental issues. The only reason she isn't in a mental hospital is because her parents are rich and won't admit they failed when it comes to Flare. I rolled my eyes. "Finn isn't your man." I told her, "He has never even mentioned you." Her flushed face turned red in anger. "YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY FINN YOU HERE ME YOU SLUT! HE. IS. MINE." She screamed. Then Finn materialized beside me. "Hey Flare could you stay right there for five more minutes?" He asked quietly. Flare face rearranged its self immediately. "Sure Finny." She simpered, "Anything for you."

Five minutes later the police came and took Flare away. It was immediately obvious that she was cray-cray. Finn wrapped his arms around me. "Did she hurt you?"He murmured to me after the police had left. "No only mentally." I informed him. Then I though it over. "Finn, am I a slut or a bitch?" I asked quietly. He looked me right in the eyes. "Not at all." He assured me. I sighed. I was in love I knew it. I really wished he felt the same way.

Yay another chapter done. I will try and add 5 later tonight. Well bye for now. Stay tooned for chapter 5.