Drake POV
She walked out of the school not waiting for me to catch up. Her long, fiery red hair running down her back, swinging slightly as she moved. As soon as she stepped out the school doors, a small smile made its way to her lips. Her grey eyes held a twinkle in them as she unconsciously ran a hand threw her long hair.
I came up behind her and pointed to the small ice-cream shop across the street. Her eyes followed the direction I was pointing, her smile slipping. I knew exactly why, there, in the corner window booth sat Nate and his friends. They were laughing and drinking milkshakes, joking around.
I looked back at Ivory and saw a look of shock and anger flash through her eyes, but they disappeared quickly as she replaced them with a dead blank stare.
Just because her brothers here, I’m not going to ruin her fun! That’s not fair to her at all! I grabbed her arm and started dragging her towards the ice-cream shop when she looked up. Her eyes filled with shock and panic. I put a fake smile on my mouth and said “Just because he’s there, doesn’t mean that you can’t go”
She tried to pull away, but I just tightened my grip on her arm, determined to take her there and prove to her that she could have fun; she could laugh, even if her brother was there.
I looked down at her again to see shock, pain and hurt. Confused as to why she was hurt I stopped. I locked eyes with her and saw her put a guard around her eyes. She just stood there and stared at me with a blank, hollow gaze.
“What’s wrong?” I asked her, shocked at the way she was staring at me
She gave a humorless laugh and shook her head, “You actually gave me hope, and I thought you meant that you were my friend” she stated in a blank voice.
I took a step back from shock, that’s when I realized I still had a hold on her arm. I realized how hard my grip was and immediately let go. She unconsciously started rubbing it
Shit! Was I really holding on that hard? Guilt washed over me, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you” I told her, something flickered in her eyes, confusion? Why would she be confused?
“What?” she asked in a whisper looking as if I had said something foreign to her
“I’m sorry” I repeated
She locked gazes with me, looking as if she was searching for something, trying to figure out a puzzle.
She was still rubbing her arm and a new wave of guilt hit me, her brother already hurts her and probably her parents too, and now I hurt her too? What’s wrong with me? I reached out and grabbed her hand. I started pulling up her sleeve when she snatched her arm back. Panic filled her eyes. She pulled her sleeve back down but not before I saw the scars of her arm. Anger filled me. What the hell? What was that? Why does she have scars on her arms? My thoughts went to her brother, that **** put those scars on her didn’t he! I’m gonna kill him! He’s going to pa—
My thoughts were cut off by Ivory’s hand on my arm. She looked up at me with fear and panic “Drake?” she asked in a soft voice.
My anger started to fade, “yes?” I asked
“Please, please don’t tell anyone” she begged
Heyy, I'm sorry its so short, but i'll try posting another chapter in the next few dayzz!!
