Pretty Boy

Chapter Twelve

Quick note. I'm sorry if this is confusing i'm kinda just changing everythig as I go so I have no idea what I'm doing, i just like to write and I doubt I'm any good I just do this to do it. once again sorry if it is confusing I'm trying to make it not confusing. Okay i'm done read on.

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Calebs POV

"I-I," I wasn't capable of saying anything more. I want nothing more that to get away from him. He's making me feel weird, and from what I witnessed several minutes ago...

"My best friend, that died." I breathed. The boy frowned, then he smiled. Did I say something funny?

"I'm Daniel.' he answered. He looked like a daniel. I mean the black hair makes him look like a daniel. I don't even know what exactly a "Daniel" looks like but he looked like a Daniel, if that makes sence.

"And yours is?" I was snapped out of my thoughts. It took me a second to relize what he had asked.

"Oh, uhh Caleb" I told him.

His body was still pressed against mine, but somehow he kept getting closer. He wouldn't release me.

"Say you'll forgive, and I'll let you go." He stared at me dead in my eyes. I shook my head. He pinnedmy arms against the wall, making me stare at him like he was crazy, well he was, but I didn't let him know that until now.

"I guess we'll be here for a long time then, and something tells me you're enjoying this." he whispered in my ear, in a somewhat seductive tone. I flinched. I love you Jesse.

"N-never"

"We'll see about that."

I looked away from him. I struggled to get my arms free, but he kept his grip. The town clock came into my view. I was slightly shocked that it was already 1 AM. I can't believe it's that late already, or I guess early.  I avoided eye contact with the boy, wishing he would just let me go. Why wouldn't I just say I forgive him? Crazy idea, but i'd being lying. I'm a somehwat good liar, but something tells me he would see straight through it.

"What do you mean by, something tells me you like this? Because, I'm sure as hell know that I don't, I am straight." Okay not quite sure why I lied there, but I think he bought it.

"You could very well be bisexual, just the right boy hasn't come around." Oh but the perfect boy already had come along. I rolled my eyes.

"Let me go, I need to get home." I managed to get some confidence back and act like this had no effect on me. By "this" I meant how close he was, and by "effect" I meant how uncomfortable I am.

"I said you just have to forgive me, and I don't see what's so hard about that." He said innocently, shaking his head slowly. He leanded in close to my facce. Why can't you be Jesse? I asked myself, shaking my head as well.

"Please," I practically begged, finding myself shaking.

"Nope" He smiled charmingly, popping the P.

It was annoying how he wouldn't let me go. I coud get annoyed easily but it took awhile on this one. It's because he is not Jesse.

I could feel my annoyance take over my body as he kept the same cheeky grin on his face, not letting me go. I growled softly, and stared straight in to his eyes before trying to knee him in the crotch, and surprisingly, I did it. To see him doubled on the ground made me both happy and regretful. I had promised myself not to do much violence anymore because Jesse didn't like it. My mind came back to reality as I registered in that he was getting up once again. My first instinct was to run before he stood up completly, so I did.

That didn't work out very well. He quickly captured me, once again, I have no idea how he was that fast. I bega kicking and screaaming, and shouting actual words

"Rape! Rape!" I shouted, in hopes someone will call the police or come out and find us. We were in a usually public place, but were the hell did all the people go? Daniel threw me against the wall, causeing some pain when I fell to the ground in return. I felt to weak to scream anymore. He was just trying to apologize, and now this? He changed so quickly.

"Bitch!" he shouted before turning his back to me, running his hands through his hair in a way that was like ' I've had enough'. He breathed heavily. I backed into the wall a bit more, if that was even possible. I was scared, more like utterly terrified. I was afriad to run again.

"Fine, fine! I frogive you! Can I go now?" I asked, desperatly hoping he would just leave.

He turned to me smirking.

"It's not just knowing I was forgiven, but of course you're lying-." he paused , looking down at me. I didn't say anything, but of course I was lying.

"-but we can forget about the fact that you're lying for now. I'll actually let you leave without me following you if I can have your number. Simple." I raised my eyebrows. I don't understand anything at the moment

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