•PART TWO, CHAPTER TEN•

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A week went by, me and Cane became distant, clearly we were still in this fight or whatever you would call it. I still felt Zayne's presence every time I had my back turned. I took my pillow and screamed in it. Every time I shut my eyes I would see his big hazel eyes staring back at me. I feel threatened by him.  The feeling of him on top of me with his knife softly tracing along my neck with his other hand on my throat. I feel like I can't breathe- that I'm being suffocated. I need Cane. I miss his fragile kisses on my skin- his fingers wiping away my tears, pulling me into one of his lovable hugs which I desperately need right now. I punched my nightstand mirror angrily and watched it shatter as my fists started to gush with blood. I didn't do anything, I just sat there and watched the blood continuously flow down my arm watching as it dripped onto the soft rug I have, then I jumped back onto my bed keeping my face blocked by my pillow as I screamed into it as loud as I can. I started to sob, then laugh cheerfully. Yep, I'm officially losing it, Zayne got what he wanted- to get inside my head. That bastard! I'm officially losing my shit. I'm officially going crazy.

Alarm clock: BEEP-BEE-

I slammed my fist into it causing it to break, I watched it break into bits . I looked at the uniform hanging on the back of my bedroom door.

"Yeah...no..."
I stuffed a cute outfit in my bag to wear. I looked at myself in the mirror as I wore the uniform and I couldn't help but snicker. It looks like I'm wearing a red plaid table cloth.
Considering me and Cane are still fighting, he's like  a three year old kid- or a sophomore on her period. I decided to walk to school today. It's so early in the morning, the sun didn't even rise yet. I crossed the crosswalk in the street, someone honked at me, I noticed it was a white van, which had the same license plate as Cane. It said "MUSIIIIC" then i looked up at him through his windshield and automatically flipped him off with my manicured nails. Then kept walking as the crossing guard was turned around facing the other direction. Cane rolled his eyes as he sighed as he put his hand up to his head. And slammed his fist onto his steering wheel.

How? I wondered.
Why? I asked myself
What made me date such a douchebag?
I thought in my head.
I reached the other side of the road. Our eyes met one more time as he pulled into the college parking lot and parked in his reserved spot.
I squinted at my phone screen to check my music average, I watched the number decrease by the second. My eyes went big as he slammed his car door with attitude, furrowed his brow and shrugged and walked away into the school.
I walked into the school through the main entrance, it's a college, it shouldn't have uniforms! I went into the bathroom and shoved my uniform in my bag. I sat on the little bench in the bathroom playing stupid games on my phone to kill time. I checked the time, it was time for music class. Ew...
Bell: ring

Cane's  POV:
Me: Dirk
Dirk:Here
Me: Kiki
Vicky: She's sick
Me: Derrick
Derrick: sup
Me: Vicky
Vicky: over here
I saw Sarah this morning, where is she? I asked myself.
SARAH'S POV:
I walked in the class as Cane was taking attendance. He should have been a high school teacher, that's what attendance was for.
"Sorry" I said that sarcastically as I snarled at him. Cane rolled his eyes at me. "Sit down" He said to me. I sat myself down in a seat as I rolled my eyes crossing my arms.
"Today class, we will just be reviewing." Cane said.
"As always" I said under my breath
"Sarah, can I have a word- out there please?" "Sure thing." I said. He lead me outside the classroom. "You think this is funny" Cane asked. "Just a bit." I said. "Get changed and drop the attitude!" He said with his hands on his hips. I patted his arm playfully. "Ok tough guy." I said to him. I changed into the fugly school uniform in the bathroom then walked back into class. Vicky looked at me, "how was your coma?" She asked. She's so annoying. "I'm better now" I said to her as I squinted at her. I started practicing songs on the violin. Cane comes up behind me. "How are we doing over here?" He asked me. I rolled my eyes. "I like your nails" He said that sarcastically, referring back to this morning when I flipped him off. "Thanks, I like your car" I said "thanks" he said narrowing his eyes. I couldn't help but think of how much I miss him. The time when he covered me in his strong kisses when we were in the elevator two weeks ago.  Those are the days I miss most, when we were still together, Cane kept me sane. I miss being held in his strong arms and feeling his breath on my neck. It's the end of this class already. That seemed like forever.
Bell:ring
I shot out of the class, I can't even explain how much I wanted to get out of there. I swear if I stayed in there any longer I would pounce onto him. I didn't feel like taking the stairs, I took the elevator instead. On my way, the elevator stopped and the doors opened and Cane walked in.
"Are you hurt? Do you have any injuries?" He asked me. "No- well- Yeah, a broken heart- what about you? I can ask you the same thing." I said to him calmly. "Honey, I work here- you don't. You shouldn't break the rules. I can get you in trouble for not wearing your uniform for half the day, I can get you in trouble for having attitude towards me, for questioning me, and for flipping me off" He said confidently. "You can also get in trouble for screwing a student. Why are you being such an asshole? I don't know what your problem is but leave me out  of it. I love you but shut up." I said calmly. He blushed. I started to ignore him for ranting about the rules and shit like that. I was texting. "Sarah, phones aren't allowed." I wasn't really texting, it was just an excuse to cut him off while he was talking. I forced my lips onto his and passionately kissed him. He had a speechless expression, his whole body froze up. As the kiss went on he ran his fingers through my hair,he slightly kissed back still frozen, I broke the kiss. He bit his lip hoping I didn't see his mouth form a frown. My hand on his chest, pressing him up against the wall lightly. I narrowed my eyes. "I break rules all the time, you wouldn't suspend me for anything, because you don't have the guts to. If I were you I would stop picking on someone who just got out of a coma! I was almost murdered the other day, I thought you would at least care a little, but I guess I was wrong...you're a fucken asshole. Stop holding a grudge with me because I was unconscious and I didn't know what I was doing! You care about me too much to ever cause a scratch on my record. You wouldn't wanna screw up my future because you love me too much." I said. He was speechless. "You miss me."I said in an irritated tone. Forming a smirk on my face. I narrowed my eyes.  "I-, i." He hesitated. "You kissed me back, I felt it. You clearly still feel a spark between us." I said. "You do too, you just kissed me." He said. "That's nothing! Do you know how many men I've kissed?" "Wha-." "I didn't feel anything just now" I said. he rolled his eyes. I blushed a little. He looks fine but I know he's hurt because of what I just said. He was speechless and he was still frozen. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. "You're still in love with me, deny it all you want." I whispered to him. I walked out like nothing just happened with a fake smile on my face. I looked back and he had both his hands on the back of his neck as he leaned against the wall sighing. His eyes met mine, I winked and smiled at him. "Have a good day professor." I said. He smirked back as he pressed the elevator button. He looked like he was deep in thought too. He can act this way as long as he wants to, but deep down...I know he misses me.

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