The Hazards of Hating the Bad Boy (#2 of The Hazards Series)

*Chapter 2 - Pulling away*

A/N: Ok, so if you guys liked the first chapter, you're hopefully here. Hopefully you voted too. Lately, my life's been miserable and tiring, you guys are the only real support I have. 

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VIVIENNE

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'Viv, breathe. Tell me what's happening. What's freaking you out so much?' Cass babbles hurriedly, placing both hands on each of my shoulders. I heave heavily, leaning into her warmth. I needed comfort desperately and I needed it now.

'I-I can't. I c-can't do t-this again!' I yell, reminiscing the dark days I spent under the covers, weeping over my screwed up life. I couldn't do it again. If I did, all my strings might break inside of me.

'Shh, let me take you to the infirmary. You need to go home, you're unwell.' 

Slowly, she raises me up, leaning my head on her shoulder. I let her lead me as I limped my way. Just as I could see the sign, he appeared. 

Instantly, my head dropped and I shivered. Cassandra enveloped me protectively. 

'What are you doing here?' Cass spits, surprisingly venomously. The old Cass would have swooned right into his arms. Then again, I broke her and him. I was responsible. I was fortunate that she forgave me. 

'Is she alright? What's wrong with her? Let me take her.' His familiar warm voice surges through me. My heart reacts first, thumping heavily, louder than any drum heard. Then my br'ain operates. It tells me to look up confidently. I listen to neither as Cass continues.

'Step away, ass. She's fine.' She snaps, shielding me from his outstretched hands. My own hands twitch by my side, yearning to reach for his. My rational side prevents me from doing any more harm. Not just to me but to everyone.

I could hear his lips open, as if to retort but then, I stand up straighter. I pry myself slowly from Cass' embrace and face him, praying feverishly to look as nonchalant as possible.

My facade nearly melts away when I see his rugged look. He looked out of it, as if his soul was somewhere else. His brown eyes didn't have enough sparkle in them. They seemed lighter than last year but it wasn't enough. He was utterly broken. Despite it all, he still managed to look handsome and made my heart flutter and the butterflies dance.

'Vivienne...' He whispered, his hand reaching out, as if I was a ghost that he could not believe I was there, standing in front of him. I could feel him analyse me, taking in every aspect of me. I changed a lot during the holidays. I guess he wanted to take in every new bit.

'Beau. How have you been?' I try to sound cheerful, flipping my hair. His eyes meet mine, looking more alive than ever. He frowns slightly. 

'You've changed.' He remarks, sounding disappointed. I frown with him before plastering a fake smile.

'Yeah! Wanted to leave behind all bad memories, you know?' I said cheerfully, his painful eyes not going unnoticed by me. I could feel the same heartache. My heart called me a liar and a fool but this was the best for all of us. We all needed to move on. As much as it hurts, I needed to move on.

'Oh.' Is all he can say. He doesn't bother hiding the misery and I can see it clearer than crystal. I can hear Cass smirking right besides as if to sneer at him. My heart contemplated stabbing her right in the gut but I snapped back to reality. 

'Anyway, we were going to the infirmary. If you'll excuse us.' Cass says before leading me away again.  We would have made a perfect getaway if it wasn't for his iron grip and persistence. 

The same electricity I experienced just before shoots up my arm, spreading through my body. It lights me on fire and I also run back into his arms. The passion enlightens me as I remember every single touch, kiss and hug. Even for that short amount of time we shared as boy and girl, not enemies, I felt the uttermost thrill and happiness. He made me feel complete and wholly content. It wasn't meant to end like this.