Bad Boy or Mammas Boy

Chapter Eleven

When the bell finally rang to officially start, my mind immediately wandered in the opposite direction than it was suppose to. School and its subjects curriculum was no longer my main focus anymore. I had by far,  bigger things on my mind and I couldn't shake them. For instance, is Justin a killer? Does he still do drugs? Could he really be a pimp? How many girls has he sex with? OMG! Could he have an STD or HIV? Kids? Oh my god! He could have kids and I wouldn't even know! My mind was racing a thousand miles a minute and I couldn't manage to bring myself to think of anything else. 

 I must've been staring so intently at something on my desk that I lost complete track of time and what class I was even in because I felt things being thrown at me. 

"psssed!!! psss! Baby?? Liv! Are you okay?" I heard Justin's soft voice whispering at me 

Immediately getting my attention and realizing it was in fact the man who had caused me too overthink so much that I was sure my brain was about to explode due to excessive thinking, I responded,

"What? Huh? Ya I'm fine. Are you okay?" 

Oh my gosh! I am so dumb! Realizing what such a stupid question that was, I immediately took a face palm to the face for being so idiotic. I couldn't help but to think

"Of course he's okay! He was asking you, you dumbfuck. Why are you so dumb!?"

He looked at me funny, as if he was slowly catching on with the escapade I just pulled. But I wasn't going to tell him what was really wrong with me. Especially not here, in high school. It'd cause a bunch of drama that I did not need. But what could I do in order to get him to stop looking at me like he just figured out my most embarrassing secret!?

My instinct was too just smile at him. So that's what I did. I looked at him and gave him the most non-guilty smile I could possibly pull off right now.  But it felt unbelievable to me, so could he have believed it? 

As I continued to sort out my retarded logic in life, I was saved by the bell. I grabbed my stuff, got up, and starting walking towards the door to exit Drama. 

Once I got the first foot out the door, I was yanked to the side against the wall quicker than I could possibly ever blink. I was scared, I wasn't expecting any of this to happen. But I realized it was my own possible fault because I am so mentally distracted. So distracted that I accidentally yelled 

"I don't want to be your little sex money maker!" Not only did I accidentally say that, but I said it kinda loud. 

Flinching and covering my face to brace myself from the unexpected, I heard a upsetting, confused voice,

"Liv, what're you talking about? I'm not gonna make you have sex with people to get me money." The voice had a tone of hurt in it. I felt terrible. I wanted to say the voice was familiar, but it was in a different range, it was low, raspy, and hurt. Hardly undefinable, until I separated my fingers still hiding my face and realized that these words and tone of voice came out of my boyfriends mouth. Justin's mouth. He said those things and I turned red and resorted to regret. 

Uncovering my face, I looked down and starting walking away from him, hoping I could avoid what just happened and try to move away from this very awkward situation I put myself in. 

Walking faster and faster I heard his voice 

"Liv! Babe! What was that about? What's wrong? Why'd you say that?" he was so confused

I tried to keep walking, but he caught up to me, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into his stiff, comforting chest and embrace. I wrapped my arms around his waist and starting crying.