The Bad Girl and The Good Boy

Chapter Five: Battle Scars

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School ended and I was heading to my car. Jordan was towing along behind me.

"How's your first day?" I asked.

"Fantastic. I loved the maths."

"Nerd." I scoffed.

"Hey, you're one to talk."

"Whaddya mean?"

"My mom told me about how you always got straight As in every subject."

I flushed a bit.

"Dammit that blabbermouth. My mom is seriously all about studying. A.K.A, Stu-DYING."

He chuckled.

"You're interesting Evans."

"Surname basis huh? Fine with that. And yes, I'm an interesting badass girl who's incredibly sexy."

"You're a female version of an egotistical player. Except, you're a whore."

The last word stabbed me. I scowled.

"Ah. I didn't mean it like that. It's just that the students were talking about their experiences in...bed...with you." He wrinkled his nose.

I laughed bitterly at that.

"If I could turn back time, I'd change everything about me."

He didn't speak anymore.

A girl rushed up to Jordan.

"Hi! You're the new kid aren't you. You're uhm...very hot and I was wondering if I get your name and number?"

Jordan looked surprised.

"Go on Williams. The girl's head over heels for your looks." I nudged him.

"Uh. My name is Jordan Williams. Sorry but my phone number is restricted to certain people." He answered. The girl looked crestfallen.

"Great way to turn down a hook up." I retorted.

"I wouldn't want to give away my virginity to someone I don't have feelings for."

For some reason, I felt angered.

"Feelings. Is everything always about feelings?"

I clenched my fist harder, my nails digging into my skin.

I continued on venting out my anger.

"You can't just throw away everything you have because you love someone. Love is superficial."

"No. Love is never superficial."

"How do you know?"

"I just believe. Why don't you try believing in things?"

"I have. But I don't believe in love anymore."

"Anymore?"

We continued to walk to my car.

I stayed silent.

"You certainly don't believe in love. You're throwing yourself at boys and then forgetting about them."

I started to shake.

"You're just like the other girls, seeking for attention."

"What do you know about me?" I asked, my voice cracking a bit.

I whipped my head to glare at him.

He looked a bit guilty.

"What do you know about me?" I screamed in his face.

"I've only known you for two days and you're assuming things about me?" I yelled. I could feel tears run down my cheeks.

I hated this. I hated feeling so useless. So weak.

I could feel heads turn in our direction.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to go so far."

"I hate you."

"Honestly, the feeling's mutual." He spat.

I got into my car. I drove away, leaving hundred of confused people and one jerk.

I hastily brushed away my tears. Great. I ruined everything for myself again.

I received hundred of texts about what happened with Jordan. Many of them asked about his name. I ignored them. I don't want to see his name again.

I drove to the forest. I walked through the thick forestry and into a beautiful clearing. There was a waterfall and a stream of water running into other inhabitable parts of the forest. In he middle of the clearing was a massive tree. I smiled at the tree house. I built it with my dad three years ago. A spiral staircase was built around the trunk. My dad and I would expand the treehouse every month. Now there was nine rooms in the massive tree. I smiled sadly at the memory.

I walked up the staircase. I was scared to go in. I held my breath as I reached for the door knob. I opened the door to find him sleeping on the floor.

What was he doing here?

He looked so peaceful is shattered my heart. This is my treehouse. Not his. Why is he here?

I knelt to touch his fluffy brown hair. I missed the texture of it.

As I touched his hair, his eyes fluttered open.

I could feel myself get lost in his hazel eyes.

"Hey babe."

I wanted to cry. I missed the way he called me that.

But I couldn't forget the fact that he was the one who broke me. The one that gave me scars.

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I'm honestly trying to make these chapters long as possible, but as any other writer out there, I want to leave a cliffhanger.
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