A Thousand Lies

Chapter 3

Chapter name: Delicate and fragile flower

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Temperance

I sit in the back of the class again. Everything is worse today, worse than the other day.

I haven't been to school in three days. I keep checking to make sure my hair covers the burn I have by my ear.

"Woah, are you ok? You look sick." I hear Alec.

"Do you have any Advil or literally any medicine?" I ask him in my raspy voice. I originally didn't wish to talk to him, still don't, but if he has medicine, then it would be worth speaking a few words to this handsome guy.

He is a dangerous bully... Well, I don't really know about him being a bully. I have never witnessed him bully someone. But everyone says that he is in a gang. Everyone says he isn't afraid to beat anyone to pulp if you mess with him.

So I really shouldn't be talking to him, but I really need some medicine in this moment.

He digs in his backpack and drops two pills from a pill bottle onto my hand.

I grab my water bottle and plop the pills into my mouth. With one sip, they are gone.

"Why are you covered in cuts, Flower?"

There's that stupid nickname again. He doesn't even know me, so he doesn't have the right to give me a nickname.

I look away from him and stay silent.

Good thing I've already swallowed the water or else it would be splattered everywhere from pure shock of his words.

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Alec

I watch as her head rests on her hand. Little cuts linger around her neck and face. The bruise on her eye looks slightly better than it did the other day. At least that was a plus.

I sneak a look into her eyes. She's beautiful and her eyes too. But they are dull and lifeless. There is no glow in them. They are empty. Almost as if she is a corpse walking, trying to fit in with people that are alive.

I sit up and turn to face her.

Why am I interested in her all of a sudden? Get a hold of yourself, asshole. Someone probably poisoned you, and now you're dying. This is just a result of that. Maybe I should check my pulse to make sure I'm alive.

I've never cared about anyone. ‭Ever‬. Aside from myself and my men.

I don't give a flying fuck about girls. Fuck them and kick them to the curb, literally.

But this girl. This girl is sitting in front of me. Temperance. Something is different about her. Something is pulling me in.

The fuck? I know nothing about her.

She glances at me and immediately looks away.

There is something up with her.