Falling for the Bad Boy

Madrid

I've spent the last weeks debating about wheter to tell my parents what happened with James but I haven't had the guts to, I know I should but I almost feel embarrassed about the whole situation. How would they react?

It's been boring latley , Kyle has been on a Spanish trip with the school and I have no idea why he took Spanish , I just couldn't picture him trying to speak it. We haven't talked or texted each other. I thought we might have. I haven't heard anything from James either which I'm glad about, I've been paranoid that he's going to knock on my door and act like everything's fine.

"CARA" I hear my mum shout, I jump off my bed and run downstairs

"Yes mum?" I turn to see James stood at the door. He looked so happy. My mood instantly changed.

"What are you doing here?" I narrow my eyes at him.

"You told me to come over" he says with a grin. A ball of fury was building inside me. I knew what he was doing. He didn't want my mum to know there was anything wrong with us. Then the phone rings and my mum rushes to get it. Why why why! I'm now left with him. His face instantly turns sour

"Get out here now or else you'll regret it" his face was serious.

"No now go away!" He grabs my arm and pulls my onto the drive.

"GET O---" he puts his hand on my mouth. His hand is clenching hard onto my wrist again. Please not again.

"Now listen , being nice to you just isn't going to work , if I haven't made it clear to you already I want one thing from you, your body, I don't care if you want it or not but your coming to my house tonight, if you don't I'll torture that little boyfriend of yours and make him wish he was never born" I couldn't believe what he was saying to me! He let go off my arm and walked down the drive. He waved goodbye , acting like everything was fine.

I was frozen on the spot. This wasn't the James I used to know. I look down at my wrist and notice cuts from where his nails had dug in me. I couldn't let him hurt Kyle but there was no way I was going to his tonight. I walked back in the house. My mum was off the phone by now. I made sure I put my hand behind my back so she wouldn't see my wrist.

"What did he want then?" My mum asks raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing , just wanted to say hi" I walked upstairs holding back the urge to cry. Things were turning from bad to worse and the worst thing was I didn't have Kyle to run to right now. I can't feel safe. He was away for a couple more days.

I wake up. I look at the time to see it's 10:00am, I must have slept all the way through yesterday! I realise I didn't go to James's house which I wouldn't have anyway but now he will be after Kyle. I had to warn kyle. I pull out my phone but then realise I don't have his phone number. Why didn't I have his phone number??? There's no way I can contact Kyle. I then look down at my bed to realise the blood on it from my wrist. I rush into the bathroom and clean myself up. I shower and then put a long sleeve top on which isn't the best thing when it's July.

My exams were in a couple of weeks now and I've had no time for revision, that needed to change. I decided to spend the rest of the day revising. Until I notice a text.

You made the wrong decision

It was from a blocked number but I knew who it was straight away. James. I didn't respond , I didn't know if he was serious about hurting Kyle I mean Kyle won him in that fight. I decided to ignore it.

Kyle's POV : on the trip

I can't cope surrounded by these idiots any longer. Why the hell did I take Spanish? Or even go on this trip? The mojority of this trip I've spent thinking about Cara. I actually miss her, I've never met a girl like her before , I feel like I can be myself around her. The activity we're doing today is touring around Madrid , fun.