Crippled Hearts (on hold)

Chapter 5: confusion

They couldn't hate me on my first day, right? My thought from this morning came bounding into my mind multiple times that day.

After a few periods, I had quickly found it impossible to even try to deny that statement. It seemed like they hated my guts and for what, I had no clue.

Not everyone was rude to me, some people actually started conversations with me and asked how I found the school so far or where I was from or if I was dating someone...okay that guy was too friendly and I had quickly shot him down.

But otherwise, it felt like the whole of the female population at this god forsaken high school was glaring ice-cold daggers through my head the whole day or talking about me, and not so quietly or discreetly, behind my back.

I was ready to leave by the time third period ended which was Spanish. Don't get me wrong, I loved the language but I was so utterly and completely done with these people. Not to mention that besides Carter, who was in my first period AP English, I knew no one in my second or third period.

This day can't get any worse, can it? I should've knocked on wood before I could jinx anything.

As I was walking out of Spanish on my way to fourth period which was thankfully lunch, I turned down the wrong corridor. The corridor was empty since most of the students were at lunch.

I turned around to walk back the way I came until I bumped into a tall someone whose hand wrapped around my waist to steady me.

I started to say thank you before noticing it was Jacob I had walked into and that his hand was lowering and his fingers were grazing my ass.

I tried my best to push him away from me but obviously he was much stronger as the space between us got ever so slightly smaller as the minutes went by.

I looked around the corridor quickly, praying for any passing students to help me as I was disgusted out by this guy.

"Jacob! What are you doing? You have a girlfriend!" I already despised him.

I carried on trying to push him away from me.

"Babe." The sound of that pet name brought memories of Carter calling me that and oddly enough, I found myself wishing he were here to help me out of this mess.

What the hell Alex, why would you even be thinking of the satan spawn right now, stop! I scolded myself for the odd wishes.

"We don't need to tell La-"

I would be forever grateful for the ringing of my cellphone even though this would be the second time that a phone call had saved me from a situation.

"Alex, where are you? Are you okay? I thought you would be at lunch already." Was Luke's nonstop flow of protective instincts as he questioned me over the phone.

When Jacob heard Luke's voice, he scurried away back down the corridor and thankfully left me alone.

I tried to steady my voice, "I just got lost, I'll be there now."

Hanging up, I found my way to the cafeteria to find my cousins and their friends. After that incident and the realization that I would need to tell Laura about it which would break her heart, I was sick in my stomach and lost my normally large appetite.