Love is No Cure

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I glanced away looking at my clear escape, could I make it? Without a second thought I ran around that muscular body of godly skin and down the last remaining feet. I reached the door, but as I was about to turn the shiny stainless steel handle, a hand appeared in sight. I gave a quick look towards the owner. Those mesmerising blue eyes were the first I noticed. After a long glance over his godly face, I blushed. How could I be so open? How could I think of my brother’s best mate like that? Yes, Axel was a very handsome young man, but I would never have a chance with him. He was part of the ‘Populars’ and I was the social outcast.

Although Axel is my brother’s best mate, he is also the co-captain of the West Brill Warriors, and is the captain of the Arts Department. Axel is also known for the gloss black, 2014 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 Super Snake. Everything about this guy is perfect. Well, not perfect because nobody is perfect, but you know what I mean.

A slight shake of my shoulder caused me to plummet from my fantasies and back into the dreaded place I call life. I peeped up towards the godly figure standing before me. I could feel the freshly opened wounds seeping with blood. That blood slowly inching its way deeper into the cotton of my shirt, and down in jagged lines towards the tip of my fingers. I need to leave; I have to get into that bathroom.

“Excuse me,” I squeaked, finally being able to find my voice. I attempted to turn the handle again; my hand slipped leaving a small and somewhat noticeable line of blood. Before I could be questioned about the mishap, I dive into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. Rushing to the sink I run the warm water over the broken skin, I then apply more pressure to the skin through some of the paper towel. With all this rushing and heavy breathing I was doing I begin to feel faint. I slide down the wall and bring my knees to my chest; I rest my forehead against them and concentrate on my breathing.

Once my breathing is back to normal, I make my way to class. The bell rang not long after I entered the bathroom. Entering the now full classroom I begin feeling self-conscious. The door squeaks and all eyes train on me. Mrs Gould’s eyes soon follow.

“Why are you late Miss Ramsay?” The art teacher quizzes me. Why am I late? I can’t tell her about my addiction! What do I say? How do I hide when I plain sight? Just as I was about to open my mouth to apologise, the door squeaked again as another tardy student walked in.

“Mr Blight, care to explain your tardiness?” Mrs Gould’s attention moved from me to the approaching god. Maybe I can slip away before…

“Is this right Miss Ramsay?” Mrs Gould clarified, what was she told? Why is she asking me this?

“I’m sorry, Mrs Gould, but what is right?” I was clearly confused, I don’t remember talking… I continue to feel confused until a light nudge is felt in my right shoulder. A light pain seared through my fatty arms. I glimpsed behind me to find a highly amused Axel. See what I mean, subject of everyone’s laughter.

“I was asking, if you got caught up in your study session with Mr Blight, here?” I had a study session with Axel, since when. I looked back at Axel and he gave me a look. Not one said that you owe me but one of just go with the flow. I nodded, at both him and Mrs Gould. I quickly rushed to the back of the room and took my seat next to the window. Axel always sat with the popular group in the class, which consisted of most of the class. So when he sat next to me, I was shocked and surprised.

One quick little look won’t kill, just one little glance. No, Everlyn, you can’t draw attention to yourself. Ignoring my subconscious I take a quick little peek from behind my hair to find him-Axel Blight-staring at me. I turn my head back around, so I am facing out the window. Damn, he caught me.

Poking and tapping upon my thigh brings my attention back to those mesmerising eyes.

“I know,” Axel claimed in a hushed tone, he knew what? Oh My BVB, he saw the blood? Maybe he thinks I’m sick. Let’s see how far the dumb card takes me.