"Wanna explain that kiss?" A voice came from behind me.
I twirled around and looked at Andrew.
"What kiss?" I questioned turning back to my lunch. Andrew came down and sat next to me.
"Yes you do. The one you gave me before you went into the nurses office." He pulled my chin to make me look at him.
"That wasn't a kiss. If I were to kiss you, you'd know." I bluffed. His eyebrow raised then he smiled.
"Okay." He laughed and got up leaving me to finish my lunch. I wondered if he saw past what I said or if he believed me.
The rest of the day went in a blurr. It was finally time to go home, and thankfully it was friday. A nice long weekend, was so over due. I started walking to the car where I would wait for Andrew like always, once close enough, I spotted Andrew and Elise in a tight embrace as their lips were locked together. My jaw dropped, and I felt my heart drop along with it. I knew they didn't see me so I slumped my bag over my shoulder and started to walk home, it isn't all that far anyways.
When I got home I throw my bag down and ran up to my room, I locked it behind me and walked to the bathroom. I stood and looked at my appearance. I sighed as heavly as I ever did in my life. I will ask for my own car, and I'll stay far away from Andrew, I'll never talk to him again, I told myself. I walked back the bedroom part of my room and dropped on my bed, and stared at the ceiling.
I could hear the front door open and slam close. Then footsteps stomped on the stair case, then banging on my door.
"What the fuck Marci, I waited for you for a good half hour! Only to hear that you left!" Andrew yelled from the other side of the door.
I sat in silence, not even going to respond.
"Marci I know your in there.! open the door! Now!" He demanded, but I just sat there. Remembering him and Elise's kiss. I have never been kissed like that, well I never been kissed before.
It was quiet for a bit, so I assumed he went to his room, when my door went click. What an ass he unlocked it.
He opened my door and saw me laying on my bed.
"Get out." I let out.
YOU ARE READING
The Love Between Us
FantasyMarcella Walker, just an average sixteen year old. Smart, Beautiful and kind, only thing different is she is Pure. Her father died in a car crash when she was only five years old. Her mother just now married a man who she has worked with for only a...
