Forbidden Love

Chapter 2: Fresh Scars

Hey guys, sorry for the late upload. I had a really hard time writing this. One of the scenes really hit me because of an incident that happened before.

Let's skip the sadness and get on with the story!

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Listen to the song to the righttt while you drool over Tyler :) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------->

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Chapter 2: Fresh Cuts

"Babe!" Justin whispered into my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist as soon as I got out of the car. I tried to shake his arms off but he held tighter.

"Justin.. Can you please get your arms off me?" I said nicely despite how much this was bothering me.

He laughed but didn't let go. "I don't get what the big deal is, we're getting married anyways so why not be a couple until then?"

The idea made me shiver. Justin is very attractive, but he is into $exual activities, if you know what I mean. The only reason why we haven't done anything yet is because I BEGGED my mother into talking to his parents to tell him to wait until after the wedding. This little player has been trying to get me to get him in bed on my own free will so that he wouldn't get in trouble. At least his older brother was nicer and more polite to my sister, but my sister still chose not to marry him. So now I'm stuck with him.

I pretended that I didn't hear what he said. "I'm going to class Justin. I don't wanna be late."

He grumbled something under his breath. "Fine. I'll see you later." he said, then walked to the opposite direction. Phew, I thought I could never get rid of him.

As I walked to class, I noticed some girls looking lovestrucked. They usually crowded about me, almost pleading me to be friends with them, but this time they were too busy drooling over someone else.

"Too bad he's not rich. My parents will never let me be with him." One girl sighed.

Another girl loudly whispered to her friend, "Damn, why does he have to be so yummy looking."

I turned to where they were looking and dropped my jaw. The guy they were admiring was Tyler, the guy from a few days ago. He was walking awkwardly to the janitor's closet, obviously not likely the attention. That's when I noticed the uniform he was wearing. It was a custodian suit. Custodian's in my school usually looked like garbage themselves --no offense to them-- but this guy still managed to look hot. He could even wear manure as clothing and still look delicious.

His eyes caught mine. He looked a bit surprised at first, but then he smiled at me. I smiled back until I saw all the glares coming from the girls here. The bell rang and everyone else dragged their feet to their classes. I stayed behind, without knowing why my legs can't move.

"Hi" I greeted him.

"Hi," he replied, "Figures that you go to school here."

I looked at him confused, "What do you mean?"

He did those gorgeous half-smiles that only the cutest guys can handle. "This is the most expensive high-class school ever created for elites." he said, "and your family is probably the richest in the world, get where I'm getting at?"

"Yeah, I guess. I'm already late for class, I have to go. Nice seeing you, bye." I decided to leave before I do something I would regret, like ripping his shirt off to breath in his scent and to see his ripped stomach.

"Alright, nice seeing you again." he called out as I started walking

"You too," I responded in my head.