CHAPTER 14
***Marcel's POV***
This is so frustrating. Everything was going great. Niall. Niall. Niall. That's all I can think about, he said he was sorry but, I'm just not sure. He left me and bullied me, for my high school year. Never once even looked hurt when he was pounding my face in. Not only that he was the one that hit me with the car and caused me to spend my birthday in the hospital, he was drunk and hit me, not only that he was the same age as me and hurt me.
"Marcel are you ready to go?" My mum ask me. Today is the day. Court is going to be in session, some things are going to happen and I don't want to get in trouble for it. If anything it was him. My Kristen got hurt, broke bones and is still in a load of pain, I'm fine I don't need them worrying about me. Yeah I got a few broken bones, sprianed wrist, and a concussion but, they don't need to worry about me. I can handle the pain I have had it since I was smaller.
"Marcel are you ready now? We really need to go and get ready to see if he will pay for all the problems he has caused." my mum yells.
"Give me a minute. I need to put my pants on. It's not easy with this boot that makes everything hard." I yell back. A second later there is a soft knock at my door.
"Mum I got it don't worry I have done it before I can do it now."
"Umm...its not your mo
m its me Kristen."
"Oh. Come in."
"So if it was your mom you wouldn't have let her in. I see how you treat her."
"No its not like that. It's just that...she is always trying to help me when I don't need it. I'm tired of being treated like a child." I say and put my head down ashamed.
"Hey don't put yourself down. Nothing is wrong with wanting to be independent and trying to do things on your own." Kristen tells me and lifts my head up with her thumb and index finger pushing on my chin, so my eyes are matching hers.
"I love you Marcel you do know that right?"
"Yes. I'm sorry I went off like that. I love you Kristen."
"You could have just said 'I love you too' it would have been easier."
"I don't like saying too. It feels like I'm agreeing with you and not telling you myself."
"Oh. Well hurry up were waiting on you. And nice boxers." My cheeks start to heat up. Why did this happen. Now out of all times.
"Um about that. I need help getting my slacks on. It would be easier if I could wear sweats to court." She giggles and walks back over to me.
"Sure I could help. But just to get that one leg in and all. I couldn't help with the rest. It would be awkward."
"Its fine. You don't have to help if it makes you feel awkward. I have done it before and could surely do it again." I say and she hangs her head.
"I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry but I don't really know how, I mean I want to help but, I don't want it to be awkward for you thats what I meant." She tells me. I understand where she is coming from. I don't like to help Gemma when she ask me to zip up her dress for things. I think its plain awkward.
"I know what you mean. Don't worry I know how you feel on it being awkward, just forget I asked you ok. I don't want things to become awkward between us so I'll do it myself." I tell her and she doesn't look up, she keeps her gaze on the floor. I slide my fingers under her chin and lift her head up to look at me. She closes her eyes and I kiss both of them. After I do her cheeks heat up and turn a bright red. These little things I do to her to make her happy are the ones I love the most. I'm scared though on what they might say today in the court. What if its my fault and I have to go to jail and can't see Kristen everyday.
"Kristen?"
"Yes Marcel." She says and puts her head on my chest and wraps her arms around my waist. This is what I'm talking about, the little cute things she does and I bet she doessn't know she is doing this to me.
"I love you. You know that don't you?" I tell her and feel scared. What if she didn't know that and everything goes wrong and we end everything right here, right now.
"Marcel, I know you love me. I know it and I don't know why you ask. I will love you forever, and I know you will love me forever. I had a hrad time once I woke up and didn't know if you were ok. I hurt so much. I thought the kiss you gave me in the car was the last time I was going to get to kiss you. Marcel that is my fear. To lose you I wouldn't be able to leave with it I can't do it Marcel I can't and won't." Kristen is full on crying now and I know she is really hurting. I hate to see her like this. I gently glide my thumbs over the tears that have fallen and kiss the ones that threaten to come out.
"I'm sorry I asked Kristen. I didn't know it would hurt you like this. I'm really so-"
I'm cut off by Kristen slamming her lips onto mine. I don't kiss her till I actually notice what she is doing. I kiss her back and she moves her hands to my hair. I grab them and hold both of them in my hands.
"You can't mess my hair up, we got to go to court in a few minutes. Instead I'm kissing you, my mum is going to be very upset, so please help me with my pants so she knows I was actually getting ready, baby." I say and she pants from out of breath. She slightly nods and helps me put my pants on.
"Sorry that it took so long mum. I was having a hard time by myself and than Kristen walked in and saw me struggling and helped." I tell my mum my lie and hope she buys it. Luck me she does and we walk out.
***Kristen's POV***
God Marcel is so cute when he is paranoid. I love it cause he over thinks and I had to kiss him to stop blabbering. Thats a funny word now that I think about it.
"Marcel we could finally leave, those pants were so hard to put on, how much longer do you have to wear that boot. The doctor said I get this case off next week. I'm happy and can't wait." I tell him and we finally get into the car.
"I get it taken off in a few days actually. I can't wait I really need to get back to school and get further ahead as I like to be." He tells me. Marcel and I sit in the back as Gemma and Anne sit in the front. Gemma wanted to drive so Anne could finish doing her make-up. I think its funny how she was rushing Marcel but, she wasn't even read herself.
"What do you think will happen in there?" I ask and lean my head on his shoulder. I know he enjoys these things. The simple and little things are the cutest. No matter how small or how big Marcel treasures everything. I think I know why too. He has never had love from anyone but, his mom and sister. They were the only ones that should him that. I gave up on trying to find it and put all his life into school and studying. Everything he does he tries to make it perfect, I love that he tries so hard to do that, everyone thinks he is this nerdy kid that doesn't belong because he doesn't have swag whatever that really is. I like him cause he shows who he really is to me. He doesn't try to hide things from me, I love my Marcel and don't want anyone to hurt him, there bullying days toward him are over. I will sure of that.
"I think we have enough evidence to sue him. He hurt you and your stilll in pain, yeah you can't wait to get that case taken off. He took away your freedom with it. I can't have you feeling trapped like I have all my life. I don't want that for you. If I have to lose you to not have you trapped I will let you fly. If I keep ypu from your dream than let it be, I will give my arms and legs so you could have that dream. Kristen I love you so much, I don't want to stop you from anything. And I mean anything." He tells me right above a whisper. I feel my eyes water and I soon feel his hand on my face wiping the tears that fell. I feel so weak when I'm with him. He is my krytptonite, but he is a good krytponite. No the best there ever could be.
***At the court***
We get here and the court is almost in session. I want to know who hurt me and Marcel like this. I can't wait any longer.
As he walks in he is in a suit. I can tell if it cost him a fortune or not, but the truck he had I don't think money really matters.
As he gets closer I think I know him but, I doubt it. I don't know anyone in England I just got here a few days ago. I can't possibly no him.
"Hey Kristen. Miss me." Oh my god I do know him.
"James!"
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