The Love In Between (Slow Updates)

Self Control

*Chapter 19: Self Control*

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Yes, I did the expected but this is for my first real fan of the book and I dedicate this chapter to you: BeeBee8601

-Yawn- I could feel the sun's warm light heating my body. I turn around facing the wall and try to sleep again.

I scratch my head and stretch my arms out. Something was bugging my cheeks. Something familiar and warm.

"What are you doing." I mumble as I open my eyes and realize how close his face was to mine. "Oh my god, Mark!" I bolt up and scoot farther away from him.

"Hey, sorry for-u-uh waking you up." he said stuttering. I tilt my head and rub my eyes. I sat there in bed and was surprised. Was he trying to avoid eye contact?

"What's wrong with you?" I got out of bed and stood up in front of him, inching closer. My eyes pierced into his but he turned his head to face the wall and pointed his finger down. I followed his finger and found out where he was pointing.

I forgot, I fell asleep while changing. I'm only wearing my knee-length pajama pants and a-um bra...

"Holy crap!" I covered my whole body with the covers of my bed. At least he wasn't looking at me, that's nice of him- Wait but shouldn't a normal hormonal teenage guy be attacking me right about now? "This is embarrassing."

"At least you still look cute." his gaze at the wall doesn't move. I could see my cheeks flush red on the mirror opposite of my bed and apparently he was blushing as well.

"Why are you here, Mark?" my voice lowered as I remembered him still calling me a weird mermaid. "What do you want? You wanna say sorry, is that it?" I said in a low mumble.

"Yes, actually I do wanna say sorry, if you don't mind." That's the thing about Mark, he does the expected but in his own unique way...that's what I like about him.

"Yeah," I gestured him to keep going.
He walks towards me and sits on my bed handing me orange juice.

"I'm sorry, Celeste. You should know that. You should know that I really like you and you're the first girl I've fell in love with," he takes a deep breath as I catch my breath gasping for air. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings and even if I was with another girl that doesn't change how I feel about you." he takes a strand of my hair and puts it behind my ear.

Mark was always so nice, I always liked him for that. Respecting me and always waiting for me, unlike Jake. Even if Jake was being nice to me does that mean I'm over Mark? Probably not but that doesn't mean I'm over Jake...I'm crazy, deal with it.

It was too awkward, so I gulped down the orange juice to realize it was a weird watermelon, strawberry, pineapple juice. Nothing changed so again I stared down at my silk bed sheets. The way the pink heart crosses with the blue heart. My eyes swift to the next picture on my bed. The pink heart was cracked...in half.

"Accepted." I mumbled.

He smiled as his hand gently touched my cheek as he leaned forward and kissed it. My heart fluttered and I couldn't stop him. His lips were slowly making there way down my neck and his hand was creeping it way to my thighs.

"Stop!" I shout. He was going to far and he should know that. "I'm sorry but that was going to far, have some self-control!" I stood up as I frowned.

"You shouldn't be sorry, it was my mistake. I lost my self control." his voice was deep and lost. My eyes drooped and I felt weird.

I sat back down as I realized their was something wrong with Mark. "What's wrong?" I sigh as I think of the multiple possibilities. "Don't give me random crap either."

His face had a sad teary look that made me want to cry.

"What?"

He took a deep breath.

"IoverheardmydadsaysomethingIshouldn'tofheard."

Even with the quick short breaths I made out what he said. "I'm not going to be nosy and ask what it is but if its serious you should ask him about it."

He gave me a droopy smile and put his hand on my back. 'Sorry' he mouthed. I smiled happily, trying to make him feel better. He quickly grasped me and pulled me into a tight hug.

'Polly wants a cracker'

"Whoops, sorry my phone." I reach into my pocket and clutch my phone.
I open the screen and smiled at the message.

From: The Devil (a.k.a Jake)

Hey, love. Mind coming down to the cellar, have a surprise and I know you hate them(;

I shut my cellphone screen and I looked at Mark. Last thing he wants to hear is that I'm running off to Jake.

"Gotta go," I touch my lips and press my fingers against his left cheek. "have fun." I turn around as my covers my face. He'll be fine, just go.

I walked out of the room as I straightened my shirt and ran my fingers through my hair. What does he have planned for me?

"He sucks!" he knows I hate but yet he does it and still I love the guy. This cellar was far down. I was currently on the top floor, the sixth floor, to be exact. I skipped down the stairs and felt like I was about to drop any second.

The blood all rushed to my head at once as I felt like I was going to collapse. My body felt weak and I felt like I didn't know what I was doing.

Finally to last floor, I grab the railings as I nearly fall to the ground. I rub my temple as I try my best to get up.

I walk around to try to find the 'secret' door to the cellar. Almost there, almost there to see my....what exactly? I know, my-

"Mmmph." my body went numb as I smelt the poison. What was it called again, I knew this. What was it, my mind was even tired to think.

The person took the white cloth off my face and sighed heavily in a frustrated way. "Holy smokes, you look just like her. But why aren't you passing out yet."

I grunted as pain in my stomach was filling my whole body. I look up to see the face and I feel like I know them.

With all my remaining strength I elbowed the guy who was holding me in the stomach. "Get off me, you idiot!" I roared, hoping someone in the house would hear me.

The guy next to me injected something in me before I could realize anything myself.

"Ugh! Why won't this girl die?!" the guy shouted as he held his stomach in pain. I smirk and was happy I did some damage.

"Does it hurt, be worried cuz I'm only getting started." I mumble in a low scary voice. I have to say, I'm proud of winning the most scariest middle schooler for 3 years.

He chuckled as brushed his lips with his palm. "I wouldn't be worried about others if I were you, love." his low voice was deeper than mine as I heard the darkness in his voice.

He lifted his fist as in if he was going to punch me. But the girl stopped him, she was stronger. I could see it.

"Control, Luke. We're here for a certain purpose but not to kill her." she defended me but of course in a rude way.

"Fine," he said turning around and reaching for something in his baggy sweater pockets. He turned around with something behind his back.

"Just know, little girl...To watch yourself and your mouth." he said in a husky voice and leaned closer to me. His hand came out from behind his back. "You look just like her, no prettier," he paused as he touched my face. "too bad you have to get hurt." he said chuckling as his fist showed itself.

The syringe curled in his hand was on its way to me....and now in me.

A/N:

Hey, do you guys have any idea what's going on because I don't. Sorry for not updating in awhile. I've been a busy little ant and I'm of course always busy.

Btw, if you're a kid or teen and reading this at night....Shouldn't you be studying?

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