The Shattered// E.D G.D

Annoying pests of lost puppies

< I go crazy- Orla Gartland >

Won't somebody hold me and tell me
It'll all work out
Say that there's nothing
To worry about now
'Cause I'm so sick of the drama
And I hate to shout
But you drag it out of me

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STUFFING MY DIRTY GYM CLOTHES INTO MY NORMAL LOCKER, I ran a hand through my crazed hair. It seemed that no matter how hard I tried, my hair would be unfathomable messy after P.E.

With a loud grunt, I shut the locker door. About to turn on my heel, I shrieked, jumping back and placing a hand on my heart. My eyes snapped to Justin who had just scared me, being the pest he is.

He started to snicker at my reaction while I muttered curse words that weren't exactly, appropriate.

After his laughing fit, his eyes scanned my face as if he hadn't seen it in years. A weird dark silence fell over us, causing me to quirk and eyebrow in confusion. Why was he being so damp and serious all the sudden?

"What happened to your face?" He finally asked, his hand slowly itching up to caress my face. I took a deep step back, ceasing him from touching my skin.

"I got beat up," I shrugged, trying the hardest I could to hide the evil grin trying to fight its way onto my facial features.

Again, the cold silence veiled between the two of us. It was unusual, especially considering this is Justin. Justin; the guy who never took anything serious. I'm sure if I admitted I murdered someone to him, he would chuckle and say 'no big deal! Hey, want to get a pizza or something?'

But his dead-panned tone sent a shiver down my spine. "Who touched you?" Anger was flashing through his eyes, along with concern and something else I couldn't decipher. His baby blue eyes became a storm, darkening with the beats I haven't replied yet.

For a few moments, I wondered if I should've kept going along with the lie to mess around with him. But the serious expression on his face scared me more than it should've. "I was kidding around, calm down!" I smiled, feeling the tension growing somehow.

He nodded, keeping his eyes glued onto mine longer than normal. He seemed to be searching my face for truth, but I assured him with an even bigger smile.

His whole body relaxed, his squared shoulders slumped in relief. He didn't say anything else to the matter, but I knew he was ecstatic it wasn't true that someone had hurt me- even though someone did, but not in that way.

The weird Justin disappeared, taking place was the easy chill care-free Justin. The one I knew- the one I couldn't stand most of the time- but I preferred him compared to the other one.

I nodded to him, without words being said, our eyes somehow talked to one another.

'I'm sorry for my weird outburst.'

'Nah it's all good, but don't do that again, your face freaked me out- more than normal.'

'Oh, very hilarious of you.'

'Thank you! Please hold your applause for after the jokes are don-'

"Do you need a ride to my party?" his words cut off our eye conversation. I scowled at him, wondering if the eye conversation was just me being dumb and we weren't really talking.

But, I was even angrier that we were actually getting along for once and he ruined it. With a roll of my eyes, I continued forward to my next class. For a second, I was happy that I could escape this conversation for Mrs.Espinosa's class, but then I remembered Justin had the same period.