*Hazel's POV*
I sat down on a bench outside. Why would he do that? It seemed so unreal to me. I could feel tears sliding down my cheeks. I wanna go home. I pulled out my phone from my jean jacket pocket and scrolled to find my dad's number.
I told him to pick me up. Suddenly I felt someone grab my shoulder. It better not be him. "Leave me alone Bryan!" I say not facing the voice.
"I'm not Bryan." The voice said softly. The once remembered voice flowed through my head. "Mars?" I whispered turning to him.
He smiled weakly. I scoot over for him. He gave me a confused look. "It's okay." I nodded. He took the seat and didn't talk. I laid my head on his shoulder and we sat in silence.
"What happened?" Mars said breaking the silence we sat in. I didn't want to talk but I felt like I had to. "Bryan..." was all I could say. "Oh." Mars said understanding what happened.
"I haven't seen you in a few days." I said confusing. "I've heard that before." He sighed. I looked at him, puzzled. "Where were you?" I asked again.
"I–I–I–" Was all he could say. "Why weren't you at school?" I asked. "I'm fed up." He snapped. I got scared. He seemed mad. "I'm sorry for snapping." Mars apologized.
"It's just I ran away from the orphanage with Adrianna and Delilah. We're living on the streets now." Mars said quickly. I sat there. I didn't know what to say.
"And school..." he continued. "I don't wanna come back." He shook his head. "Why? What's wrong with school?" I finally asked. "You wouldn't understand." Mars said turning away from me. "What is it. You can tell me." I begged tugging on his shirt.
"School is too much. I can't understand my feelings about y—" he stopped suddenly. "Your feelings?" I asked. He nodded his head. "Feelings about what?" I said concerned.
"I can't tell you." He smiled weakly. "Mars. What's wrong?" I asked firmly. "What do you mean? Why talk about me. Let's talk about you. What's been up?" He smiled.
"Why are you dodging the question?" I asked. "Fine! I don't understand my feelings about you! I like you Hazel! And I don't know why or how! I just like you and I left to get away from everything! To get away from the orphanage, from Melissa, from school, from Bryan and from you." He snapped.
I looked him in his eyes. I wanted to cry. I felt selfish. Why didn't he tell me. I began to cry harder. He pulled me close to him in a hug. "I'm sorry. I just been having trouble at home an–an–and–" "Its okay." He said.
He lifted my chin up so I was at eye level with him. "It's okay." He said again. Then he kissed me. His lips felt soft. He smiled a bit. Suddenly he pulled back fast.
Confused, I looked to see what happened. I saw him on the floor and standing above him was Bryan.
"WHATS YOUR PROBLEM?! HUH? YOU KNOW SHES MINE!" He screamed. Mars stood up and Bryan grabbed him by his shirt. "If she was yours you wouldn't have treated her that way!" Mars spat.
Out of anger and frustration Bryan punched Mars. "BRYAN!!!" I shouted. I grabbed Bryan's arm from throwing another punched and I turned Bryan to make him face me. "Stop hurting him! He did nothing wrong! If anything you did. Now leave him alone!" I yelled at Bryan. People were staring now.
My phone sent a ping noise. I looked at it. It was my dad. He's here. I gave another look to Bryan and Mars. "I have to go. Leave him alone." I said passing Bryan.
Bryan stood there not saying anything. Mars was sitting on the floor, maybe with a bloody lip and black eye.
I couldn't take this. I felt upset and angry. I got in the red Subaru. "Hey honey how was the party?" My dad asked.
"It was okay, I guess. Not that fun." I shrugged. "Okay." My dad said unsure. Through the whole ride I didn't say anything.
I didn't want to. I wanted to go home and go to sleep and forget this night ever happened.
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The Boys And Her
Teen FictionHazel Deven wasn't your average teenage girl. She didn't like gossip or dresses, didn't obsess over boys, and hated how snobby the girls were at her school. Instead she read comic books, liked to make music tracks of her own, and played football wit...