CHAPTER 22
***Marcel's POV***
We have been in my room laying in my bed for a while now. I know we have school tomorrow, or today you could say. I can't really go back to sleep. I'm scared for Kristen, I don't want Kristen to freak out again. I can't let her feel like that. I need to protect her from this. Whatever I have to do. I know she is trying her hardest to stay strong. I know she will be more fragile at this moment. I needed to be there for her when she needed me, I was the new person that needed to protect her. Not only that I needed to find her brother, it would help her know that their are still people that love her. Not just me and my family. I decide to look him up on the internet. God why must there be some many 'Luke Calims' I am already on the 5th page and still no sign of anyone that might look like him. I can't find him even if I don't know what he looks like.
I decide to stop looking and actually get ready for school. Today is going to be so crazy not only for Kristen but, for me too. I am not ready for the bullying to come back. I liked not getting my hit somewhere everyday, I wish people actual cared about me. Well not only that but, now I have to watch Kristen's back since she is my girlfriend. Also known as my baby girl. God do I love the way that sounds.
I finally get out of bed and head to the shower. I need to get ready and get Kristen up. I guess I could let her sleep for the next few minutes and get myself ready. I turn the water on and strip down into my boxers I brush my teeth while I wait. Once the water is perfect I jump in and wash my hair and than my body. I decide to actually get in and out so there is hot or warm water for Kristen.
Once I'm done and have rinsed myself off, I grab my towel and look for my boxers. I don't see them and just now notice I didn't grab any. I mentally face palm myself about 6 times. I wrap my towel around my waist covering my man hood and walk out. I go to my dresser and grab the first pair I see. They are plaid, I really need new ones.
Was I'm walking back to the bathroom I feel someone's eyes on me. I turn around and see Kristen staring at me. I smile and clear my throat loudly.
"Do you enjoy what you see? Cause this is quiet comfortable." I say and quickly bite my tongue. I shouldn't have told her that. She does not need to know that I prefer to be naked. That's my own secret. I feel my cheeks heat up and start to walk towards the bathroom. As I am about to get in I feel a hand on my back. I turn around Kristen is now on my chest. I smile down at her as her hands trace my tattoo's. I love the way it feels, its like an angel is touching me. I kiss her head and she looks up.
"I love your tattoo's Marcel. Could you tell me what each one stands for please."
"I will tell you once we come home from school. We need to get ready and go to school."
She pouts and I quickly kiss her lips. It doesn't take long for her to kiss back. I tighten my hold on the towel and her hands go to my hair. I love the way her hands go straight to my hair when we kiss. I love how she is so sweet all the time, even if she thinks she is ugly or is being a pain. I still love her even then. I could never stop loving this girl. She means to much to me, I have opened up to her and, she has done the same to me. I can't let her slip through my fingers.
I pull away and peck her lips once. I know that we both need to get ready I can't be late to my first day back. I can't be late period. School is still so important to me. Not more than Kristen but, I need to help her get on the same track as me in school.
"Baby. We really need to get ready. We can't be late to school. I need you to shower so we could eat breakfast together." She pouts and than stomps to the bathroom. God she is not a morning person. I need to make a note of that so I don't push the wrong buttons in the morning.

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