Bad Boys Fall For the Innocent

Chapter Twelve ~ The Closet

Heyyyy guys! I'm so happy I made it! Here ya go, a much longer chapter ;) And although, I don't think this chapter is my best worded one, I like it so...oh well! Maybe I'll edit it later. Enjoy!

~Rainbow

Chapter Twelve ~ The Closet

I walked inside the school with just a small limp that was visible. It took me quite a while to bandage up my back and tie the bandage around my waist then do it again, and again, but I managed. It hurt a heck of a lot, but honestly, I've dealt with worse.

    I Immediately headed to my locker, attempting to evade you-know-who. Now don't get me wrong, I loved hanging out with the guys, but I couldn't drag them into my life. It's not fair to them. I'd much prefer it if everything went back to normal. Normal where I didn't know them, at all. Where they all used to trip me, or laugh at my embarrassing self. I knew I couldn't hide the fact that I liked them, all of them. But I wasn't sure if it was a like like them or just a like them, either way, we were all going to get hurt in the end.

    Slamming the locker shut, I headed to English, keeping my head low and just passing the people. As I turned the hallway, I noticed the one group I definitely don't want to see at the end of it, their usual spot, and for the first time this school year, Xavier was there laughing with them too.

    Crud.

    I ducked my head even lower and raised a notebook to hide my face. My average height probably could have done me better though.

    "Hey, Riya!" The happy, cheerful voice that belonged to the guy that I used to think was a complete asshole, was said amongst the flood of students.

    I froze, frowning to myself. You could just walk away. Show them that you don't care. But I just couldn't do that, I wasn't that kind of person. I slowly turned around replying back, "Hey Ronnie."

    I walked over with a sheepish smile on my face, attempting to hide the sad expression. He kind of grew on me, forgetting him would be tricky.

    "If I didn't know any better I'd say you're ignoring me!" A look of fake hurt flashed across his face before he smiled again.

    My insides felt all crumpled in guilt. I chuckled nervously, "Wha—why would I do that?" I faked a cough.

    "Dude, just get a hint. She loathes you," Zamir said and the whole gang cracked up, while Ronnie gave him a punch in the shoulder. Zamir pouted and huffed before I said something back.

    "Hey! That's not true."

    Liam paused his laughing to give me a raised eyebrow. He smirked before rolling his eyes and saying, "Sure it's not..."

    Okay, this is enough. I badly wanted to say it right then and there. Stay away from me. But I just couldn't!

    I had too.

    But I couldn't.

    Stop being such a cry baby Riya! What? You think your story is going to end up like one of those romantic books? Or like a dramatic soap opera? Be real and let them go.

    I glared at the floor, suddenly feeling a foreign pair of eyes on me. I looked up and noticed the look Aaron was giving me. "What?" I questioned quietly, hugging my notebook and books to my chest. I didn't forget what happened yesterday. I didn't forget the look he gave me in the bathroom.

    "How are you feeling?" He asked seriously, leaning against the locker, ignoring all the suspicious looks his friends were giving him.

    I looked down at my shoes, my ears heating up. "I'm doing better, thank you."