Leondre's POV**
We lost her, about half way to her house. I wanted to carry on but knew she wouldn't want to see me right now. I'll drop round later, after school maybe, but I feel the anger setting in.
We're close to our houses, but right outside Jason's, so I reach over his wall and take his skateboard.
I skate all the way back to school, shoving the board in my locker, and storm up to form. I get there just as the bell goes, and everyone starts filing out. Whispers start once they see me fuming and alone.
Alayna comes out, laughing about Emily, and my blood boils.
"How dare you?!" I scream at her, and she stops, looking at me like I've grown a second head.
"How dare I what?!" She asks, and I almost slap her - then remember I can't or it will be classed as animal abuse.
"How dare you take personal information from Emily's confidential medical files and spread it around the school?! How dare you ridicule her for something she can't help? You know, it's people like you who need help, not those who are suicidal, or self-harming; it's the bullies that drive them to it who need help. You're sick and vile, and if you ever say anything about Emily again, I swear you will regret it."
I threaten, turn away and decide I can't wait for after school; I have to see Emily now.
I hear crying behind me, but I honestly couldn't care less, the damned bitch decides to say shit like that about Emily?! No, not on my watch.
I go to my locker, take the board out, scribble a note for Jason and tape it to his locker, before taking off again, my anger ebbing at the thought of Emily crying at home.
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Emily's POV**
I'm in the lounge, watching Harry Potter, a half-empty tub of ice cream laying on my crossed legs. I changed into my Marauders pjs, throwing my Slytherin blanket around me. What can I say I'm a huge Harry Potter fan?
The door opens, and I guess it's just dad coming back with more food. "I'm in here, dad." I yell, but Leondre appears instead. Oh shit...
"Hi." He says, out of breath, carrying full two bags from Tesco. "I brought food."
I stare at him, unable to say anything.
"Do you want me to go, or.."
"Well... Don't you hate me?" I frown, nothing happening right now making sense in my brain.
"Why would I hate you?" He asks softly.
"I lied to you." I look at my hands. "I- I never was privately tutored, I was in a mental hospital. Rehab, I guess you'd call it."
"Rehab. Rehab for what? Feeling things that others made you feel? That's ridiculous. Wanting an escape? That's absurd." He shakes his head. "It really needs a better name."
I smile weakly, he takes a step forwards. "Well, I dunno. I just called it the prison."
"I guess it would feel like that. Here." He hands me a bag, and I take it, careful not to touch him.
I look at him funny, before looking in the bag and almost screaming. "Waffles? You bought me waffles?" I almost start crying again.Leondre sets out the food on the table, pulling it closer, and sitting at the other end of the couch to me.
Being the needy bitch I am, I want him closer, So purposefully shiver.
"Oh, you're cold, come here." He doesn't even give me a choice, pulling me to him and wrapping the both of us in blankets, and I curl into his warm chest.
I smile to myself, leaning against him, and can feel his heart rate going slightly crazy.
Haha.. What?
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A/N
Okay, so, I am currently slightly obsessed with the song at the top, it's not my viseo though, so not taking credit for that, um...
So what did you think? Leave a comment, vote, follow, you know the whole thingy.
Anyways, I am currently surrounded by GCSE study guides and half-finished folders and ughh I really don't wanna work but I'm failing in so many classes it's unbelievable :(
I will try and update again today (this book is my main focus and I feel like I'm finally getting somewhere?) (though I do have another one out called My Baby Girl, and it's a CL alternate universe, so I know nothing in it matches to real life basically, but it's an alternate universe so just bear that in mind if you wanna go read that hint hint)
byee!
~Beca x
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