Transformation (Marcel FanFic)

Transformation 33

~Thirty Three~

a/n Please read the authors note at the end! Thank you!

"I need to talk to her." I began to talk to myself. "Now, before she leaves." I jumped out of bed and ran to the door but I was stopped dead in my tracks.

"Hi, Marcel."

I didn't know what to do, really. I stood there, dumbstruck. Here I was and there she was, looking more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. I wanted to do nothing but break the silence, but I was making a fool of myself. My breath was caught, and I thought I was about to pass out. 

"You okay?" She asked.

"Y-Yeah, sorry, I was just err- I don't really know what I was doing." I scratched the back of my neck. I was making a fool of myself, and I couldn't stop. Not only minutes ago was I putting myself up, but now I couldn't even speak proper English.

"I wanted to talk to you." she simply said. I wanted, oh so wanted, to just so okay, but let's do it downstairs so that I don't possibly get murdered, but she stepped in and closed the door before I could respond.

"About what?" I grew nervous, but I wasn't sure why. I've talked to her before, but now, now it just seems unrealistic.

"You." She simply said. She sat on the bed and just fiddled with her fingers. "How are you?"

"I'm fine.. Just a bit confused." I ignored her eye contact. I don't know what I would say or do if I looked at her.

"I heard what happened today." She was easing her way into the conversation. I knew where it was headed, it was inevitable, but I at least thought that she would have given me time to prepare myself. "I didn't think you would do that. I mean, arrested is crazy, especially by Jordan's dad. I can't believe he let you go. I've heard he's a hard man to persuade."

"Yeah, well it's not that hard when you have my mum I guess. I don't mean to be rude, but what exactly do you think will come from this?" I motioned between her and me. "I don't want to be blunt, but it seems that you come into my life when you want something."

She seemed a little appalled by my statement, but I didn't care at the moment. I just wanted to see Amie before she left this house. Joanna was the last person I wanted to see let, alone talk to. "Well, I do want something, and that something is you."

I was reminded of my conversation with Michael in the car, and how she knew that I liked, possibly even loved Amie, yet she was trying to force us to be apart. "Why are you doing this? Who even let you in, my mum despises you."

"She left a while ago to go pick someone up, she said you weren't here, but I knew she was lying." She talked as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I should have listened to my mother and Gemma when I had the chance, but something about Joanna intrigues me, so I stayed with her.

"As for why I'm here, I heard what happened and I wanted to cheer you up." She got up from the bed and walked towards me. She wrapped her arms around my waist, and rested her head on my chest. "We could have some fun." She whispered.

"No! Stop, I don't want to do this. We cant do this! You know how much I like Amie, and you know that she likes me, why do you keep doing this?" I practically yelled at her. Her eyes widened as I pushed her away from me, not hard enough to actually hurt her. "I thought you were just supposed to make me popular, but now what, huh? What do you want from me? I did what you told me to, but what do I have from it?"

"You-"

"A brother that hates me. A sister that refuses to be in the same room as me. A mother who wont even look at me! A step father that used to brag about me, now doesn't even acknowledge my existence! And a best friend who cant even speak to me without looking as if she were going to cry!"

"Mar-"

"But you know what the worst part of it is?! Do you? The fact that you say you can make me or break me. The fact that you and everyone at that stupid school pretend to be my friends. None of you liked me before, but why now, huh? Why now? Because I had sex with you, is that it? Well this news flash should have came to me earlier, but I hate all of if. I hate the fact that I cant even be seen with the people I actually care about because they all think I'm a douche."

I was out of breath and fuming by this point. I didn't take notice of her puffy red eyes until after my little rant. Tears spilled through eyes, but she didn't look anywhere else but me. She wanted to speak, but for at least once in her life she seemed so out of character, out of place, and out of words.

"I-" She closed her mouth once again, searching for words."All you need is me." She whispered. "I love you." 

"Well guess what? I don't love you." I said with a straight face. Her tears came out more, but sadly, I didn't care that I had made her cry, the adrenaline hadn't ran out yet, and I was still up on my little pedestal. "All you're doing is using me, and you know it."

Her breaths were shaky, and just then I realized my words really did affect her. She was at a loss of words, and tears just flowed down her cheeks. I couldn't help but let the guilt wash over me.

"Joanna, I'm-"

"No, forget it." She wiped the fresh tears away. "I get it, you love her, but have you maybe stopped to think that maybe this wasn't for some stupid bet or dare. That maybe I did it because I liked the smart, geeky Marcel. That maybe I just wanted to get to know you." Her courage had come back to her as she gave me a pitiful look and straightened herself out. "Oh, and don't think I forgot the beginning of your little rant. I can and I will break you." She left without another word.

She slammed both my door and the front door when she left. She was mad, to say it nicely, but at the moment I didn't care. Maybe I was a little harsh, but if she really wanted to get to know me, why did she change me? She could have gotten to know me, but she took things into her own hands and changed me. I shouldn't have been so accepting to the idea, but I let her control me, but no more. I wasn't about to dig myself any deeper.

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OK, so I know I keep saying I'm going to upload, but then I don't follow through, but its because I'm having a hard time at the moment. My grandmother is on her death bed, and shes in Arizona, hence why i keep saying I'm there. We've been commuting back and forth for three weeks now, and its hard seeing her like that. I love writing and I want to continue uploading, but there's just so much going on right now. If you all could just stick with me, Id really appreciate it. So, please don't get mad if the updates get spread apart. I love it, and I love that so many of you like the story, and I just hope none of you give up on me. So again thank you for everything. On a lighter note, I hope you all enjoyed the update, and how many of you thought it was Amie! 

Anyways, thank you for everything!

-Sam