Broken Memories

Chapter 3: Hidden Spark

Biting into my burger, my taste buds go wild as does my stomach. I realized I didn't eat much this morning and that my mouth was dying to get some food in my body. Savoring the flavor, I moan softly as my starving stomach begins to fill up.

"I thought you only moan for me but it seems that the hamburger is getting more action than me" Jonah says softly in my ear, as he grabs my butt, making me gasp and blush.

Jonah, that's so crude" I say as I playfully shove him. He giggles which ignites my love for him all over again. Damn his laugh is just so sexy.

"Is my little raindrop blushing, ha. Take that hamburger, I win"

I laugh at his childishness in winning my love against my food while he continues to talk smack to the inanimate burger. People whisper nearby, talking about how weird we are acting or about me. I shrug it off, not caring about what they have to say. As long as Jonah is with me, my life is complete.

Someone taps my shoulder. As I turn around, I'm met with a pair of eyes. Eyes that resemble Jonah's a little, but behind them, they hold a pit of lies. The eyes I once thought would protect me. He grins at me with his signature smirk. I scowl at him, shooting daggers with my eyes.

"What the hell are you doing here. I thought you were done with me since you got that modelling gig." I said with venom in my words. I hate him with a passion.

Mr. Daniel, Know it all, Price. He's the definition of a fuck boy. With his eyes like a sky on a misty day, jet black hair with bits of brown, he's a heartthrob. Every girl throws themselves at him but he had his eyes set on me from the start.

Sure he fucked around with a few girls, but I was on his mind constantly, or so he told me. He made me feel like all those girls were nothing and that I was the only one for him. I was young and naive back then, so like a fallen angel, I fell for his lies, and ended up in hell with the devil.

Every argument we ever had was pinned on me somehow. He caused so many problems in my life. His hateful words echoed in my head for months when I was with him. Images of his abusiveness towards me flash in my mind forever. Even after we broke up, it's all I thought about till I met Jonah.

He leans in close. To close for comfort, his lips just inches from mine. I can feel Jonah shift uncomfortably beside me.

"I came back for that little V-card you still have." I gasp slightly as what he said took me by surprise. Instinctively, my hand rose up to slap him before I could stop myself. The sound echoed off the school cafeteria walls, causing everyone to turn their heads towards us. Shocks and gasps filled the silence that surrounded the room.

Daniel raises his hand to his face. The now bright red slap mark on his face, stings slightly as he makes contact with it. Laughter escapes his lips. I don't know whether it was intentional or not.

"Well well Raina, didn't know you had such fight in you."

"You know nothing about me you hideous pig." He smirks at my remark. Of course he knows things about me that I wouldn't tell anyone. He was my first boyfriend and I thought he would love me.

He leans down, caressing my face softly, touching the spot that sent involuntary shivers down my back.

"If I didn't know anything about you, than how do I know how to make you squeal." He whispers as he squeezes my butt, causing me to yelp.

More people look weirdly in my direction. Dragging Jonah with me, I escape from that hell-hole of embarrassment and head to my locker.

Cheeks red and my head feeling hot from embarrassment, I punch in my combination angrily. Angry at Daniel, angry for ever falling for him, angry that he's back. Why the hell is he back.