Montrose Academy

Chapter Twelve

"I make you nervous."

My legs dangled into the water as water tickled my shoulders and arms from above. It was beautiful here. It had a calming and serene atmosphere that would make anyone relax, no matter what.

Justin was seated next to me, he had rolled his jeans up to his calves and had his legs dipped into the water below us also. I noticed that he had a few other tattoos on his left calf.

"You already know what happened between Evelyn and me." He began swishing, his feet a bit. I nodded in reply.

"After I found out what she had done behind my back, everything started collapsing around me. She singlehandedly destroyed me, something I believed she would never do. I became depressed. I didn't talk to anybody not even Dex and he's my best friend. Taylor tried to help me, she would stop by my dorm sometimes and try to heal me but she couldn't heal a broken heart. It was like I was shriveling away."

He paused before continuing, "My depression worsened and I became suicidal. I started having really bad migraines and I knew Taylor would have some pills. I wasn't trying to overdose, it just happened. I took two for migraine and then I counted how many I had left. There were nineteen in the bottle, I still remember that."

Justin ran a hand through his hair in frustration as if it was hard to talk about what happened next. I grasped his hand in mine squeezing it encouragingly, hoping that he would keep on going.

"I didn't mean to take them but they were tempting. I wanted the pain to go away and disappear even if it could have been for a short while. I took five at first then six. By the time, I finished the last pill, I was dizzy and all I remember was falling to the floor and shutting my eyes. Dex and Taylor came over to check up on me and they saved my life. I went to the nurse and she cured the migraines I was having. Apparently, Evelyn was trying to compel me again but her power was failing and my depression was caused by it. She left the following summer and I've never seen her again."

"I started smoking. It relaxed me and made me feel like everything was going to turn out alright, even if it didn't look like it. When I visited my family, I met up with my cousin and we started smoking weed together. I did weed for a couple of months before I quit and went back to cigarettes. Now it's hard to break the habit." He chuckled humorlessly.

"You asked me about the way I am." He glanced at me and I nodded.

"I have a temper. I got it from my dad. I change moods in a blink of an eye. After Evelyn, I don't trust many people, just the boys and Taylor."

"What about Sierra?" I questioned softly. If Justin could sleep with her he surely had to trust her somewhat, right?

"She's just a bystander. Sierra doesn't ask questions and she doesn't think herself as my girlfriend." He answered easily.

"Would you ever consider dating her?" I whispered looking at the ripples my legs created as I wiggled them in the water.

"No." He said looking at me, "She's too problematic and she wouldn't do well with commitment." He paused before continuing, "Besides, the girl for me has to be an angel."

I glanced down to where our hands were joined. My right in his left and my eyes found the tattoo of an angel on his wrist almost like a thick bracelet.

"Is that why you got your tattoo?" I asked.

"Kind of. Back home, I went with a psychic and she told me my future. She told me that an angel would come into my life and it'll almost be like I'm in Heaven whenever I'm with her. The next night I decided to get a tattoo of an angel. I don't know how she'll look like but I hope she'll have brown hair. Light or dark, it doesn't matter to me." He loosed the grip on my hand and brought his hand to his lap where he stroked the tattoo with his free hand. It almost looked like he was wishing his angel would appear soon.