Love Can Hurt (ON HOLD)

Chapter Three

Kane's POV

My eyes were closed when she first came in. I was leaning back in my chair just listening to Mrs Creed's furious rants about how my grades are falling and I'm failing Maths. As if I care, I hate Maths. Then a second after, she stormed to the door. It's amazing how she could hear such a faint noise when she is so much more louder than a door knocking, especially this one.

"Get in," she hissed at whoever was at the door. I opened my eyes and looked to see who had gotten a detention and saw a very pretty girl. She was from History, I thought in realization. She had jet black hair that fell down her back, pink full lips and sparkling green eyes. She was tall and wasn't too skinny or fat, she was slim but filled out in all the right places.

"Miss Jackson, take a seat next to Mr McKing," Mrs Creed huffed, slumping her average body onto her chair. Her pink rimmed glasses had fallen onto her table and her head was in her hands. The girl sat down and glanced at me before looking down at her desk. I only know her last name; Jackson, I know that name but from where? Before I could think further on it, Mrs Creed slowly got up. Man, that woman really doesn't have good fashion sense and even I know that.

"Right, kids.... You're both getting bad in Maths. Why?" she asked. I smirked. I knew what would tick her off...

"Um, Mrs Creed... Maths isn't really my favourite subject, I've never really understood it," the girl said. Her voice was like velvet and a sweet bird's song... Why do I like these things? I never once thought much of women... Mainly since my father was an asshole and left my mum to deal with three boys, including me. I was afraid that I would hurt girls' hearts if I stayed so I ran off, so I've only ever had one-night stands. Simple, and all the girls understand I only want one night not one hundred. They only want one night too... Well, most of them anyways...

"Okay, would you like a tutor then?" Mrs Creed asked. She's calmed down now. Damn, I could've gotten all pumped up and angry... Oh wells.

The girl shook her head and Mrs nodded. "Alright, Rose. I understand. Because of your really bad skills, I'll let you off with just answering question one to four, for your homework instead of up to eight. Now, Mr McKing... Kane, what is with you?! You used to never act out three years ago but then something changed..." she trailed off. Mrs Creed actually lives on my street and is friends with my grandmother and she knows why I act out. Grandma and her are basically best friends. It's a wonder no one in Brookside questions it.  "Never mind, Kane. Uh, why don't you two just start doing the homework for ten minutes, seeing as you both were late," Mrs Creed mumbles. The girl - Rose, I mean - goes to get something out of her bag. It was the Maths textbook, Maths exercise book and her pink - cute! - pencilcase. Not once had she looked at me after the start of detention.

I leaned toward her. "So? What's your name, Princess?" I used my nickname from before, hoping she'd answer.

"None of your business, boy," she huffed. Mm, fiesty.

Rose's POV

"So? What's your name, Princess?" the annoyingly hot Kane guy asked, I whipped my head around to see that he had leaned forward. I rolled my eyes and started looking at the confusing Maths questions.

"None of your business, boy," I huffed. I wanted to move away from him so badly, but also wanted to be near him. It was weird, I'm turning into a Hormonal Teenager who has nothing else to do except think about their crushes.... But I don't have a crush on Kane, I hissed to myself.

You sure? What's with those sexy thoughts you have of him? Especially while Georgia was washing your hair?

What the Hell? What was this damn voice in my head? My subconcious? And no, I didn't think of that... Okay, well maybe I did. But nothing is going to happen so I may as well just shove this stupid crush down the drain.

"Is that right?" he chuckled, clearly amused by this. Well, whatever! Stupid, cocky boy...

"Yes, it is. Now, stop talking to me, Kane," This time I really did hiss at him. I was trying to hold it in before but I didn't want to talk to him. Having feelings or a heart, or brain can really suck sometimes...

Sweetie, cherish your heart. It tells you everything you need to know and all you'll ever know for your feelings. Your brain just helps you around some of the obstacles. That voice spoke again. It was actually starting to make sense. I sighed, "Look, I really just want to finish my work now.... I hate Maths and it's hard for me, so I'd appreciate it if you'd shut up out of the kindness of your heart." I truthfully wanted him to keep talking. Kane's deep and low voice was just hot as! I felt like shuddering every time he talked.

"It's alright, I should too. But when the time for us to go, I'm going to talk to you."

I could just hear the smirk in his voice.

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