A/N: Hey guys, I know it has been awhile. BUT I AM BACK, for real this time. I'm going to shoot for at least one update a week. I'm also working on the sequel to "Fix Me Alpha", so if ya'll liked that one, make sure too follow me and keep your eye out for that one coming soon!
The love and support I have received on this story and FMA has given me the motivation to get back on track and I am soooo grateful for that! SO THANK YOU!
Without further ado:
Chapter 23:
KLARA
The week that followed the party passed by slowly. I had to stop every so often to look over my shoulder. I still felt constantly watched. Bishop felt the same way, but he would never admit it. I would catch him staring at me with sad eyes from time to time before he had the chance to smile at me.
We went to school and pretended we were young and dumb again. As if we didn't have a ruthless man waiting in the shadows to sweep me away somewhere far, far away.
My phone dings and I look down to see the same number that has been texting me all week. I've done everything in my power to hide it from Bishop, knowing it would just cause him more stress. And it wouldn't even matter soon.
I open the text and see a picture of me simply eating my lunch, where I currently sit at a table with Sam. The boys were getting in another football practice before the big game against Springfield. The game to settle which school was number one, once and for all.
Peeking around, I try to catch anyone looking my way. But sadly, there's more than one staring at me. People seemed to like to stare and wonder how I got to where I am from where I was. Typically, I would just shrug my shoulders because I truly did not know.
"Earth to Klara," Sam tosses a french fry at my tray. "Are you going to eat anything or what?"
She eyes my slice of pizza and I don't turn her down. I push my tray towards her and she doesn't hesitate to dig in.
The messages sent to me get deleted almost immediately. Last thing I need is for Bishop to lose his mind right before the game.
Sam says something else, but I tune her out. Trying to figure out who could be obsessed with me. I've been thinking long and hard since receiving the texts again. Ben never seemed smart enough to pull half the shit we thought he did. It made me wonder if it was always a team effort, and if it was, where was Brandon these days?
A tight squeeze on my sides makes me yelp and then giggle. Bishop never fails to put me in a good mood, even when the world is crumbling around us.
He sits down next to me, pressing a kiss to my cheek and stealing my pizza back from Sam and setting it back in front of me. Sam pouts and I laugh again.
"I'm not hungry Bishop, let the girl have her pizza," I smile at his beautifully stern face.
"Eat your food," he hushes me and takes a gulp out of his protein shake.
I comply and eat the pizza as Sam stares at my mouth the entire time. She huffs and mumbles something about finding her boyfriend and rushes off.
My phone dings again and my heart drops. I reach for my phone but it's too late. Bishop's eyebrows crunch as he looks at the unknown text.
"What the fuck is this Klara? You're still getting pictures?"
I look at the phone to see a picture of Bishop kissing my cheek. Damn this guy works fast.
"Well, I didn't think it was important, but yes," I sniff indignantly.
"You don't think another stalker is important enough to tell me about?" He baffles.
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