The Bad Ass: Nerd

13: Stay With Me

****Lucas****

   It took me a while to find the cafeteria, but when I did I intantly saw Christina. "Hospital food isn't supposed to be good, just satisfying to your hunger, you little shit, " she joked with Adam. When I looked at him, his face was twisted up into a disgusted face.

I just stood there and watched for a moment. From here, you couldn't see the worry and pain in this beautiful girls eyes before me, then you could see when up close. Broken but strong. Thats what she is. Or should it be 'Strong but broken'? It seems like the same thing, right? I have no idea.

I was broken out of my thoughts by the sound of her voice. "Hey! Lucas over here!" She called pointing to the seat next to her. I walked over and sat down.

"Adam. Mom wants you back," my voice unintentionally went harsh at the mention of my mother. I know she didn't say she wanted him back over there, but I need to talk with Chris privately without my brother being there.

"Awwe," he pouted. "Go," I pointed at the door until he got up and left. "He didn't really have to leave did he?" Chris challenged. "Nope," I replied poping the 'p'. She chuckled,  "Of course not."

"So what's up with all that tension between you and your mom?" She asked her tone suddenly serious. "Well, she and my dad were never around when Adam and I were growing up. It was always baby sitter after baby sitter, nany after nany. And it's one thing for me to have step up, and grow up faster.But Adam doesnt need that..." I trailed off realising what I'm saying and who I'm saying them too. "So-sorry, that was insensitive,"I studder. "No, it wasn't. It's not like your life was perfect. And if your saying sorry because of my childhood compared to yours.. dont. We all have different definitions of good and bad. I agree with you, yoy deserved a better life then having two absent parents. No one needs that," she reassures me. I smile at her.

So understanding. So understanding and beautiful.  "What?" Chris asked clearly shocked. "Wha- Wait, did I say that out loud?" I asked nervously. "Did it have to do with me being understanding and beautiful?" I nod. "Then yeah, you did,"she laughs. Which makes me smile more.

I almost forgot the big reason I came down here. "Chris, give me your hands," I demand cautiously. She looks confused and cut off guard but slowly fits her hands into mine. I can't help but realize how cliche it is that our hands fit perfectly together. I push the thought to the back of my mind. Not the time Luc. Not the time. I remind myself.

I quickly flipped her hands over revealing her wrist and arms. I take a sharp intake of breath. I look up at her thinking to see anger, but all I see is sadness, heartbreak, but mostly disbelief. She doesn't try to pull back. What has been seen, has been seen. No reason to hide it, and she knows it.

She slowly slides her hands away, tears falling down her rosey cheeks. "I ge- get it if-i-i- if you do-don't want to be wi-with m-me any-mo- mor-more," she starts to get up, before she could get anywhere I grab her hand once more and pull her down onto my lap.

Again the look of shock and confusion over take her face, as if she can't believe I can't possibly want her. I turn her arm around so im staring at the bottom of her wrist and arms. Without thinking I begin to kiss every scar until there is no more.

Breaking the silence, "You couldn't possibly believe I would actually not want you just because of.." I trail off gesturing to her scars. Her tears are falling faster and harder now. "Why do you keep trying to fix something thats already broken?" She asked, her voice barley above a whisper. "Because I dont think your broken. Just severely bent," I try to smile but I think it comes out as more of a grimace. She laughs through the tears, it sounds painful, but beautiful at the same time.

I think I'm in l-

****Christina****

This boy is making me crazy, mentally and physically. To say I was shocked when he saw the scars was an understatement.  I didn't want nor did I think he needed to see them.

But what really shocked me was how he pulled me back and kissed every singal one, not missing any. I really do underestimate this boy.

"Can you take me home?" I asked quietly. "Mhm. Sure," he answered. But neither of us made a move to get up, I layed my head down on his chest. "Lets go?" he asked. "Mhm," I mumbled half asleep. We made our walked back to the car, or in my case stubbled a lot then ened up getting partially dragged by Lucas. I sat in the seat where I was placed and soon drifted off to sleep.
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When I wake up we're back at Marcus' and I's place. Still groggy I find my way too the front door. I hear Lucas' faint foot steps telling me he isn't far behind. I stop at the door and almost collapse to the ground. "Whoa. Careful Chris," he warns carefully.  Even though my eyes were more then halfway closed I know theres a smile or some kind of grin on his face. Bastard. Though, I smile too. "Lets get you inside shall we?"

****Lucas****

This girl it tired as all hell. She keeps walking all over the place. Well she has had a long day considering the bitches at school, my mom, and the cafeteria thing, not to mention is almost twelve o'clock. She deserves a goods night sleep.

I find her room, and hesitat, remembering the first time I was here and she told me never to go in there. Hmm, oh well. YOLO! I turn the door nob and enter. The room was dark no light insight. Which makes since, I guess, since she hasn't been here since like eleven thirty this morning.

I flop her onto the bed a little to harsh then I meant to. "Sorry." She groaned but her eyes didn't open. Damn she is tired. I take her shoes off, and think if I should take the fish net things off. I probably should. But couldn't that be considered rape? Or... no? Well it looks to uncomfortable and I'm not taking all of her clothes off. I quickly take them off and throw them across the room. I put the covers on her, and kiss her on the forehead.

Before I could leave something caught hold of my arm, it toom me a second to realize it was Chris' hand. "I hate to be cliche but," she starts more the half asleep. "Stay with me." That was the last thing she said before she passed out.

Should I stay? I mean like I want to.. I think? Yeah.  I do. But should I? Dude she just told you to stay. So stay. The smart ass side of me says. I sigh. Fine!

I pull my shirt over my head, kick ny shoes off, and take my jeans off, leaving me just in my boxers. I hope this won't be weird when she wakes up...

I lay next to her, and cover myself with the blankets. Five minutes after I wrap my arms around her waist, I relax and fall asleep.

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Heyo! Sorry for the really late update. Hope you enjoyed dis.. I try to stray away from total clicheness... but I failed in this lovely chapter. Well tell meh what you peoples thing in the comments.

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