The Scarred Luna (On Hold)

Chapter 4

When Gabriel had said that he would see me soon, I hadn't really thought much of it. Just as a farewell. What I didn't expect was him in almost every single class with me. I usually looked straight ahead and ignored the pull I felt towards the very attractive boy who sat beside me.

"Psst," he whispers and I flick my gaze over to him.

"What?" I huff.

"I just-"

"Mr.Geld! Is your conversation with Ms.May more important than my lesson?" Seriously, could the poor lad go a day without being interrupted?

Gabriel glares at the teacher before crossing his arms and leaning back in his seat. "Yeah." He says nonchalantly. I shake my head.

"Well then both of you may go have a seat outside and you both can talk until one of you shits rainbows. Alright? Okay, goodbye." My jaw drops at the teacher's bluntness.

I slowly rise from my seat and make my way towards the door. Someone sticks their foot out and of course, being the coordinated person I am, I trip on it. ( <---Hint the Sarcasm) I slowly fall to my doom and shut my eyes. But before I hit the ground I'm pulled up and against a hard chest. I open my eyes to see that it's Gabriel and quickly pull away.

His eyes were fixed on something behind me, though, not even noticing me. I turn to see a handsome boy (of course not as attractive as Gabriel) glaring at me. I take a step back and run into Gabriel. He passes me and starts for the boy. Scared for the boy's life, I place a light hand on Gabriel's shoulder to stop him and he looks back at me. The teacher was still teaching away. Not knowing that none his students were paying attention.

In a rush, Gabriel grabs my hand and pulls me outside into the hallway. Not only into the hallway but all the way into another small closet. Seriously, how many did this school have? Finally, he turns to me.

"Are you okay?" He finally breathes.

"Uhm, yeah. I'm fine. Sorry that you got in-"

"Trouble?" He finishes.

"Ya know, interrupting people isn't nice." I say, a bit peeved. Well, now I know how he feels.

"We need to talk," he finally says seriously. I blink.

"About what?" I ask, feigning oblivion.

His eyes darken a deeper shade of red and he takes a step closer. "You know why." He says dangerously.

I look away from his heated gaze and focus on a mop two feet away from me. He pushes my head towards him but I avert my gaze to the floor.

"Look at me." He says slowly. I swallow the lump in my throat. "Look at me." He repeats but I proceed to look at the floor like there was a shitting unicorn dancing on it. I don't know why but I wanted him. I wanted to be his. More than I ever thought possible. "Damnit, Journey, look at me!" I flinch at his harsh tone. He sighs and he puts his arms on either side of me. He drops his head so our foreheads are touching. "I'm sorry."

"There's no reason to be sorry," I mutter. "It's not like I actually know you or anything. We're strangers. " I instantly regret the words I say and want to take them and shove them back down my throat so that they can burn in my own stomach acid.

Gabriel pushes off the wall and away from me. His face was emotionless though his eyes held a bit of hurt in them. "Yeah, sure. We don't really know each other. Strangers." He spits the word out bitterly.

"I didn't-" I start.

"It's okay. We are, after all, strangers." He interrupts and my heart constricts painfully.

You stupid fuck up. You were so afraid of your mate rejecting you that you pushed him away too much.

"See you around." He mumbles and then he's gone. His smell not even comforting me anymore.

What the hell have I done?

A/N: Please don't hate me guys! I know it's only the 3rd chapter and there's already a conflict occurring but I promise it gets better! So please keep reading and I'm sorry if it's a bit short and cliché. Please keep reading! It'll get better soon! Bye~

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