Fallen Angel

Chapter 15

ELLA

Christian's face dropped as he heard my thoughts and he just turned away from me, seeming hurt.

But why would he be hurt if he doesn't want to be around me?

I mean, he said he can't be around me, but that is just his way of saying how he doesn't want to be around me.

I looked at Christian for a while and he seemed sad and hurt.

He had the shades covering his eyes, as usual, so I couldn't see what color his eyes were right now.

I mean, not like I want to.

He hurt me in a way that I can't even understand.

I don't know why the hell he would do that, act like my friend and then next moment, make me feel worthless and like nothing.

I felt a light tap on my shoulder and I immediately knew who it was.

Christian.

I sighed, pressing my lips in a thin line and slowly turned around to look at him.

He was biting his lip, clearly nervous. But, he didn't speak.

He handed me a folded piece of paper.

I furrowed my eyebrows, confused, but just as I was going to ask Christian about it, he turned away from me.

I sighed and unfolded the paper. It had only six words on it.

I'm sorry, please let me explain.

-C

I read it over and over again, just to make sure I got it right.

Christian was apologizing?

Seriously?

I mean, sure, he had a reason to apologize. I guess I just wasn't expecting that.

I don't know if I should give him a chance. Maybe I should, maybe I shouldn't.

I have to think about it because, in a way, I want to be close to Christian.

I mean, I haven't known him for long, but I'm going to admit this right now.

I like Christian Hale.

There, I admitted it.

I like him.

Not only because of his looks, which are amazing as I've said oh so often, but also for his personality.

I mean, the fact that he is a Fallen Angel doesn't bother me one bit.

In fact, I like how he's different from others.

Or so I thought.

He hurt me just like the other guys, but one thing is different.

He apologized and asked for a chance to explain himself.

That's never happened before. 

I sighed and turned the note around, scribbling down a reply.

Fine, after class.

-E

I seriously hope I won't regret this afterwards.

I tossed the note on Christian's desk and then quickly turned to face the front of the class, where the teacher stood.

I sighed and tried to focus on what she was saying.

It was hard though, since my thoughts were all over the place.