Are You Willing to Trust?

Chapter 37: Rough and then Rougher

Letting out a slow breath, I glance over to the covered bodies curled up around the couch. The bright red angry numbers on the digital clock told me that it was early but not obnoxiously early. Cautiously slipping out of the covers, I move into the kitchen and start making breakfast.  It was maybe ten minutes in that I heard the soft footsteps of someone approaching and I turn. Meeting the tired eyes of Nathan he cocks an eyebrow at me and I smirk before pointing to the coffee machine. 

"Help yourself. The first batch of eggs will be done in a moment." I state keeping my voice down so as not to wake the others. Surprised, Nathan just stands their for a moment longer before grabbing a mug and pouring some coffee into it. 

"How are you feeling?" His voice is still deep just as it had been before but clear from sleep. Scooping the eggs up and placing them onto a plate, I turn and hand the plate to him. 

"Better." I state meeting his eyes for only a moment before turning back to the stove. It was true. I did feel better but I knew that I wasn't back up to full power. Grabbing the pancake batter, I pour some onto the pan. 

"Mr. B says that it would be best if you take it easy at school today." I turn meeting Nathan directly in the eyes. It only takes a moment for a small smile to appear on his lips and a chuckle to erupt from his gut. "I told him as much. But we will back you up no matter what." Giving the male a little smirk, I nod and turn back flipping the pancake. 

"Thanks." I whisper. 

The rest of the morning runs smoothly but the rain from yesterday hasn't given up. Letting out a slow breath, I slide into my seat for third period and lay my head down on the desk.  I definitely hadn't gotten enough sleep last night. Doing my best to rest, I am interrupted by a soft giggle and glance over to find Candice taking the seat besides me.  

"Tough weekend Angel?" Candice whispers a smile plastered on her face as she removes a notebook from her bag. Sitting up, I smirk as I quickly play along with her terrible game. 

"More like rough." I whisper back and her eyes widen before they settle into a lustful curiosity. Thankfully the teacher steps into the classroom and begins taking roll call before she can ask more questions. Zoning out at the board, I listen on and off to the woman's lecture when a note appears on my desk. 

Glancing to Candice her eye brows raise slightly ushering for me to open it. Quickly unfolding the note I smirk at the handwritten note. 

 How rough? 

Taking a second, I glance around the class making sure no one is looking before carefully removing some of the makeup that Gabriel had applied earlier this morning. Glancing to Candice I watch as her eyes widen and she licks her lips. Fucking gross. Suppressing shivers that hit my body I smirk before turning back. Unfortunately, the bell rings dismissing us from the class to lunch. 

Candice is instantly besides me but she doesn't ask any questions. Moving along the lunch line, I grab a sandwich when I notice Brad leering at Sang. Fuck what is with this school. Moving toward their normal table, I "accidentally" cross in front of Brad redirecting his stare to me. Taking a seat besides Candice, I can feel the air shift ever so slightly and Brad sits down besides me his eyes focused upon my cheek. 

Cocking an eyebrow at the male, I ignore my food and turn to the male. "See something you like?" I question studying his features very carefully. Almost instantly the male shows his teeth is a disgusting smile. But what he does next is something that I don't expect. One of his hands close directly over my throat and the other yanks at my chin.

"I do actually." He whispers giving a little squeeze to my throat. Holding as still as possible, I meet Brad's eyes. Thankfully I don't have to do anything because Candice, my wonderful buddy steps in. 

"You touch her Brad and you will have hell to pay." She growls anger clear in her voice but there is something hidden in her voice. As though she meant that I was needed for something other then just friendships. Thankfully, Brad removes his hands from my neck. Turning away, I cough hard into my hands wincing when I feel someone press into my back. Flinching away my eyes are met with dark green angry eyes and curly blonde hair. Fucking hell, one of the boys must have seen what happened. Green was pissed and this wasn't an act.

"Miss. Black you missed your lunch detention. Please come with me." Glancing to Candice her sweet comforting face mask is back into place and she nods quickly. Ducking my head down, I follow Dr. Green out of the cafeteria and into the nurses office. Thankfully the walk is short because my legs begin to feel like jello as I finally make it through the last door. Meeting the dark eyes of Mr. Blackbourne, Dr. Green quickly guides me to the closest bed and has me sit before rushing around the room. 

"Miss. Black?" Mr. Blackbourne shifts from behind Dr. Green's deck and to my side. Nodding, I take a few slow breaths and put my head in my hands trying to regain my senses. Never had I expected that to happen. Who the fuck grabs someone by the neck in the middle of a crowded lunch room? My mind continues to rush until a hand is placed on my side. 

"Angel," Dr. Green whispers my name and I slowly sit up looking at Mr. Blackbourne before looking to Dr. Green. 

"What the fuck just happened?" I whisper in a hoarse voice.