The G.I.F.T academy

The G.I.F.T. Academy Chapter 20

Cecelia's POV

I wrapped the blanket around myself tighter. Marcus stood in front of the window, his arms crossed over her chest, his eyes staring at the ground.

"What are you-" I started.

"Melina's here. I was looking for the bathroom," he finished before I could get out my whole sentence.

It was weird, for the first time in a long time, it was actually awkward being so close to Marcus, who was the love of my life. I tilted my head to the side and tried as hard as I could to catch his eyes. But he just shifted them to the other side so they were farther away from me. I felt stupid for even trying.

Marcus's head turned abruptly towards the door and he made a noise. It sounded like something between a groan and a growl. Before I knew it, the door opened and Michael strolled in wearing only boxers. He had a condom in one hand and a huge grin on his lips.  Marcus was nowhere to be seen.

Even though his lips were smiling, his eyes said he was frustrated.

"Well, you took your sweet time," someone said loudly downstairs. I trained my eyes on Michael and he walked quickly towards me, leaning forward on the bed so that his lips pressed firmly against mine. He pulled back a bit and wrapped a lock of my hair around his index finger, staring at me.

"I really hate when people just come here whenever they feel like it," he said and sighed. Slowly, he walked away from me backward, holding eye contact the whole time. I hated him because I felt something for him maybe it was annoyance but it was something. But I hated myself more because I knew that Marcus was still here, somewhere listening and I know that he knows it too.

Once Michael is completely out of the room I got up and closed his door and open the window, allowing fresh air to hit my face and inhale deeply.

"You don't actually love him, do you?"

If I weren't trained to always be on guard, I would have screamed.  Not because I was scared but because I needed to fix my face, I hated lying to him but I couldn't turn around and tell my boyfriend of more than two years, Hey, yeah I sort of do. I know he's an ass and stupid but he has something...Excitement I guess? And you've been away ...

 It's too needy and I can't blame this new thing on him. It's not Marcus's fault. It's mine. I'm the stupid one.

"No. He's the enemy," I said without turning around. I wasn't ready to face him just yet. I heard footsteps and before I knew it, Marcus had his arms around my shoulders and turned me around. I stared straight at his tough chest, watching it move up and down in a consistent rhythm. He slowly lifted my chin and made me meet his eyes. "Are you sure?"

I opened my mouth to answer but before I could say anything, the door opened. I turned around and Michael was standing there with and even bigger grin on his face. I turned back to my right where Marcus was but he was gone, only his faint smell of trees lingered.

"Damn, Kori. You are beautiful." He started walking towards me, his arms slipping around my waist. I wanted him to stop. But at the same time, I didn't.

"Shut up," I said lightly and poked his chest. Playing the weak girlfriend was starting to get exhausting. But for some reason I liked the danger of being undercover.

"Okay," he said softly and brought his lips onto mine, kissing me slowly at first and then faster, harder as if he couldn't get enough of me. I kissed him back with just as much force partially because I had a role to play but also because I wanted to.

There was a crash and I spun out of his grasp, bending my knees into a ready stance. Out of nowhere, there were two men in the room. I was ready to break an arm when Michael yelled at them to get out. And surprisingly, they did.

Laughter is the next thing that came our way. Followed by a beautiful girl. Her smile was frightening and followed Marcus. He kept his head down but I could tell by the set of his shoulder that he was ready to kill someone. As well as Michael.

"You're right, Jay. She is pretty," she said and moved closer to me, her eyes roaming all over my body. I wanted to punch her and break her nose but I held my head high and stared right back instead. Weak girlfriend. Must remember.

"You're not so bad yourself," I said back and made sure to keep my eyes on her when she finished roaming and not glance at Marcus.

She smiled widely, "I'm Melina. And this," she turned around and grabbed Marcus's arm, pulling him closer and he instinctively put his arms around her waist. "Is my boyfriend, Marcus." He glanced up at me in acknowledgment but quickly down. However, in that second, I saw more than I wanted to. More than any person should ever see from someone they loved. I can't trust her anymore. I don't know what I'm going to do. I hate this, she shouldn't have came.

I swallowed hard and smiled lightly at him. Thankfully Michael cut it short. "Okay, you guys can leave now. We'll meet you downstairs in a few minutes."

Smirking, Melina pulled Marcus away downstairs. "Where are we going?" I asked as I grabbed my clothes. I felt stupid for rushing this assignment but I wanted it to be over now. I wasn't having fun, not after what Marcus said. Or didn't say.

"There's a small get together at a friends house that I promised Melina we would go to. Sorry, I completely forgot."

I shook my head and threw on my t-shirt, letting the baggy material take its time to get over my head giving a second to cry without actually letting anything fall down my cheek before it was over my head and I looked fine again. "No worries. I love parties."

Michael grabbed my hand just as I started to move towards his bathroom. "We'll finish this soon." He kisses my hand. His eyes said that we'll finish this by the end of the night. No party was going to stand in his way.

I laughed and gently pulled my hand away. I felt both repulsed and excited. I went to the bathroom and put on my skirt and my strap for my knife. As an afterthought, I put it in my purse and then walked back out, ready to leave. "You ready?" I asked.

He nodded his head and guided me downstairs. It was going to be a crazy night and I, for one, was not ready for any of it.

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I know! Not much happened! I'm sorry! I just wrote this and I need to get my creative juices for this story flowing again! I barely remember any of it. Hopefully next week I'll have another chapter done? 

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