~Make me yours~

"I'm just clumsy"

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I woke up early this morning, in hope that I wont wake up mu uncle. I've been living with him since I was ten, after my parents died. To be honest, I was not happy to hear that I'm going to live with him, but I didn't really have anywhere else to go.

Anyway, after quickly getting dressed, I carefully opened the door to not make any noises. If he hear that I'm up, I'll end up with a new mark at school. I went down the stairs carefully, so that I don't step on a spot that will make a noise. My uncle was sleeping in the living room. Empty bottles were all around on the floor with stickers from different types of alcohol.  I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, but when I opened the fridge it was pretty much empty so I decided to see if I'll have enough money to buy something in the school cafeteria.

When I grabbed my school bag I accidentally hit a bottle and it fell making a loud noise, what obviously had to wake my uncle. In the next second I felt how my body smashed against the wall. "You filthy brat! You thought I wouldn't hear your shitty steps when you went downstairs?!" Dave yelled. I closed my eyes and covered my head with my arms so that he could't hit me at least in the face.

I felt the man's hand slide up to my hair and he pulled on it to reveal my face. "Look at me when I talk to you!" Dave's breath was awful, I almost threw up at him. His free hand slapped across my cheek, leaving a red mark. "I...I'm sorry" I whispered quietly. Please just let me go... I thought with my eyes still shut. Dave kicked me in the guts with his knee before finally letting go of me.

I opened the door  and ran out on the street with tears running down my face. My body was hurting so much and I struggled with breathing. Somehow I made it to school. I went to my locker and got the books for my first class, which was biology.

I sat down on my usual place, in the back of the class and next to window. It was quiet there and I normally sat there alone, so it was somehow nice but also lonely.  Suddenly I noticed someone sit down next to me. I turned to see who it was and noticed how my face got warm. It was Jean, rated as the third hottest guy at school. In my opinion he was the first hottest but who cares about what I think. "Hey" The blonde smiled charming at me while his brown eyes observed me. "Name is Jean, and you are?" Jean asked and reached out his hand.

The blush spread all over my face and up to my ears as I struggled to find the answer, though it was the easiest question in the world. "M-Marco... I'm Marco" I mumbled and shook Jean's hand. He's talking to me?! Like me?!  I couldn't believe my eyes and ears. I couldn't believe this whole situation in general. Why was Jean talking to me?!?!?! 

I soon noticed something strange with the way Jean looked at me. He narrowed his perfect eyebrows and leaned in closer. His warm hand touched my cheek and I closed my eyes as I felt the pain going through my body again. "What happened to your cheek? It looks like it's about to get blue" Jean said softly and looked deep in my eyes. I couldn't look at him and turned away as I came up with a random lie. "Nothing... I'm just clumsy and somehow managed to hit my cheek on the door" I said quietly. Jean raised his eyebrows and looked at me with a look that said Really?

I bit my lip and stared down in my book. "Well if you say so?" Jean finally said. We both were quiet the rest of the lesson, what made the atmosphere kind of awkward and me kind of nervous.