Under Your Spell // Oliver Sykes (ON HOLD)

Chapter 5.

Song of the day: Ponder- Knuckle Puck

~Oliver's POV~

"I want all of you out now! Especially you, Oliver." I felt my heart sank but I quickly left Ronnie's house. I looked back and Ronnie had a bruise on her face. She was running up the stairs. I felt bad.

I know that Ronnie is a downright bitch towards me but.... I can't help but feel like she feels something for me. She gets really weird around me and she blushes pretty much everytime I call her a name.

I know that what we did was basically a spur the moment but, I can't keep denying my feelings. I like her. And she can't see that. I know that Curtis kinda likes her too. He told me he wanted to ask her out. And I was the dipshit that told him to go for it. But that was before I had feelings for her.

"Oli!" Maya said pulling me away from my thoughts. Oh. I forgot about Maya. Believe me, I know she likes me. But I just don't feel the same. I was getting tired of people chasing after me. That's what Maya does. She's all over me and never leaves me alone. I needed a challenge.

That's why I like Ronnie. She was the only girl who didn't like me. And that drove me crazy. Even after we had sex, she still doesn't like me. She was different. I felt tapping on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Maya gazing at me.

"What, Maya?" I didn't wanna be rude to her but Jesus, leave me alone would ya? She twirled her hair. "Soo you wanna hang out?" Is this girl forreal? Her best friend is in there getting smacked around by her filthy mother and she wants to hang out? I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Look, I'm not in the mood ok? Just go home." I turned around to go home but she followed me. I turned back around and tried my hardest not to snap. This girl is driving me insane. And not in the good way. She was looking at me like I told her to fuck off. I mean I kinda did but I didn't say those exact words.

"Why are you and Ronnie spending so much time together?" My goodness this girl can't be serious. I simply shrugged my shoulders. "That's what you do when you're paired with someone." She scoffed. "Well... you know she doesn't like you, right?" I smiled a bit.

"Trust me, I know." I finally walked in my house and anxiously looked around to see if my dickhead father was home. Once I finished scanning the rooms and confirmed that he wasn't, I decided to practice my screams.

I think I'm getting better and we're all set to perform at Emily's party. I was excited cause maybe it'll impress Ronnie. She's never heard of us so maybe she'll like us. I decided to call her.

She didn't pick up. I called her again and still nothing. Did her mom take her phone? I walked over to my window and peeked inside hers. Her light was on. I called her again. Where was she? She wasn't on her bed. I got a bad feeling.

I walked out my door and totally forgot that her mom was home. I snuck around to the back and climbed up her tree and into her guest room. I tried to make as little noise as possible.

I tiptoed to her room and found her lying on the floor with blood all over her. "Shit!" I whispered to myself. I grabbed the razor out of her hand and threw it in the trash. Why the fuck did she have a razor? I grabbed a wet rag and cleaned up the blood. I gently picked her up and placed her on her bed.

"Ronnie! Ronnie wake up!" I shook her. Tears started streaming down my face. I swear if her mom caused her to do this, I'll kill her. I noticed that she had another bruise on her face. I sat up and got her first aid kit and bandaged up her cuts after wiping them with alcohol.

I climbed into her bed next to her and softly stroked her black and green hair. "Ronnie, I don't know of you can hear me, but it's me. Oli. Please wake up. Please. I don't know what I would do without you." I quietly sobbed into her neck.