Unspoken Words

Chapter 3

               BEEP BEEP BEEP! The sound of my alarm clock wakes me up as I roll over to shut it off. I sigh as I roll back over, hitting something hard. Without opening my eyes, I slap it a couple times until it starts moving.
        I move as far away from it as I can and roll off the side. On impact, I open my eyes. I look up to see someone else in my bed. I panic internally and just about have a panic attack. 
        I run to the bathroom and grab my full can of hairspray, considering I never use it, and point in the direction of the person. It moves around more before finally sitting up. It looks around for something or someone, presumably me. I take another look at him and immediately recognize him.
        I take a deep breath and drop the hairspray looking at and amused Jace. I roll my eyes and feel my wrists tingling. I look down at them and see the angry redness. I shake my head and try to focus on anything else, but I can't.
        Whore. Slut. Go kill yourself. It'll be easier on everyone else. Cunt. Dipshit. Fuckup.
        I turn to the bathroom, itching to grab the razor. 'You deserve it. All of it.' A voice in my head says. 
        I feel big hands grip my shoulders and I turn to see Jace looking at me sternly. "Don't give in." He whispers to me and I almost think I imagined it. His hand squeeze my shoulders and I tense up, fighting against it.
        He wraps his arms around me as tears fall down my face. I can't waste anymore time, so I gently pull away and throw him a half-hearted smile. I turn around and walk towards my closet, grabbing a black Nike long-sleeved shirt with dark skinny jeans and my black combat boots. I grab a white scarf to top it off and walk into the bathroom. 
        I stay as far from the medicine cabinet as I can as I jump in the shower. When I'm done, I hop out and dry off. I then change into my outfit for the day and French braid my hair into a messy bun. I then put on my black eyeliner and mascara, adding the finishing touches and voila!
        I step out of the bathroom, grabbing my Hollister perfume and spraying it all over. I grab my bag and turn around to see Jace ready as well. He walks up to hug me, and as he does so, I inhale. Damn, he smells amazing. I pull back and furrow my eyebrows. 
        He chuckles. "What school do you go to?" He asks as he winks at me. I roll my eyes before replying.
        "Castle Hills, you?" He smiles and I see his dimples poke out. I start giggling and poke them each, laughing. "Someone has wittle bitty dimples." I say in a childish manner.
        He raises his eyebrows and just chuckles. "I'm new in town and am starting there today." I smile widely and jump up and down. Finally a friend!        
        He looks confused but I just roll my eyes and walk out the door after grabbing my stuff. Jace trails behind me, but soon catches up. By the time I have reached the front door, he is by my side with an adorable smirk on his face.
        Before I know it, we're a block from school and I notice the dried pools of blood from yesterday. I instinctively trace the spot on my head and wince. Jace notices and moves closer to me. He looks at the spot on my head and gasps.
        I walk faster and try to ignore Jace calling me. He runs to catch up and moves right in front of me so that I can't keep walking. "Please tell me that isn't your blood." He says a little louder than a whisper.
        I look down and refuse to meet his eyes. I can feel the burning stare and do my best to ignore it. He picks my head up with his hand as he places it underneath my chin and I am forced to look him in the eyes.
        "That explains the bruises and the cutting. Who did this to you?" I try to move around me, but he traps me with his arms in and unbreakable grip. I roll my eyes and exhale sharply.
        "It was nothing, I fell. That's what happens when you're as clumsy as I am. Now we'd better hurry otherwise you'll be late on your first day." He nods and drops the subject for now. I know he doesn't believe my lie, and honestly, I wouldn't either, but that can't be helped. At least he dropped it. For now. 
        We step on campus, and all eyes are on us. Many of the girls are gawking at Jace as we walk by and I can't help the jealousy that runs through my veins. I grab his hand and intertwine my fingers with his.
        I feel his body vibrate as he laughs, seeing as how he's right behind me. "Jealous much?" I roll my eyes and quicken my pace, heading to the front office.
        "As if." He chuckles and as we reach the main office, I recognize the boy with the black converse. I step inside anyways and attempt to ignore him. But to be honest, its quite difficult to ignore someone when you can practically feel their stare burning holes in your skin.
        I feel Jace tense up and know he feels it too. I squeeze his hand reassuringly and he looks at me with his beautiful blue eyes and I smile. It feels good to finally have a friend around. 
        I sneak a glance over at Harry and as soon as he catches me, he puts on his signature smirk. I roll my eyes as I focus on the lady behind the desk. "Is he your boyfriend?" I suddenly hear a raspy voice ask. 
        I tense up, not knowing how to answer that. "Yes I am, actually." Jace answers for me and I am relieved. Although why did he say he was my boyfriend? I brush it off and look over at Harry who looks really pissed.
        "Well just so you know, she's a slut and a whore." His words knock the wind out of me and I start coughing. Jace stands in front of me, separating me and Harry. He looks down at me and smiles sadly.
        "Don't listen to him, I think you're perfect. Okay?" I nod as a tear slides down my cheek. Jace turns around, facing Harry and I feel my heartbeat speed up. "Don't talk to her like that. She is neither of those things. In fact, I think she's perfect, so you can back the hell up and go back to your own business." I feel Jace shake in anger and I rub circles in his back, trying to help him calm down.
        A few minutes later and we have Jace's schedule and my excuse for yesterday. I walk out behind Jace. But before I do, Harry's voice stops me. "You're going to get it today princess. Thanks to your boyfriend's stunt, I'm going to make sure you wish you'd never been born."
        I walk outside the office to see that Jace hadn't overheard. Thankfully. "What did Harry say to you a minute ago?" I feel my body tense up and I ball my hands into fists, biting my lip.
        "Nothing."