I walked down the street to the neighbourhood coffee shop. Despite it being a sunny day, the air was cold. I crossed the street and walked up to the shop. Peering in slightly before I went in, I saw Jason wasn't there yet. I confidently stepped inside and began to admire the artwork.
Each painting was different, obviously, but one always popped out at me. A canvas, painted black, with a deep crimson heart in the middle. Across the canvas, bright blue, green, and yellow splatters brought the piece to life. I stood with my hands in my pockets, smiling and admiring the piece.
A few minutes later, I heard the bell at the door jingle. I whipped around, expecting to see Jason, but it wasn't. It was Hayden, the brown-haired kid who sits next to me in science class. "Hey, Faith!" He called, coming towards me. "Hey, Hayden!" I replied, attempting to mask my disappointed expression. "What's up?"
He grinned. "Nothing much. Just waiting for a friend."
"Cool, cool." I responded. "Who would that be?"
"Jason. You know, the guy you were talking to in science the other day?"
My eyes narrowed to slits. "Oh, I know alright." I spat through clenched teeth. "Say, Hayden, I thought you didn't like coffee?"
"Oh, I don't," he chipped, "but I promised Jason I'd meet him here.
"I think you should go home, Hayden." I snarled, stepping closer to him.
"Umm... I-I'm good, thanks. I'm not one to break promises." He smiled, worried.
I raised my fist. "Hayden. I know what this is," I leaned closer to him. "I know what you're doing here with Jason."
"G-getting coffee...?"
"NO!" I yelped. "It's more than that. I know you have something there." I pointed my finger at Hayden accusingly, glaring at him. "Well you know what?"
"Wh-what...?" He stammered.
"HE'S MINE! DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT GETTING IN BETWEEN US!" I yelled, kicking him in the stomach. He flew back, hitting the wall. Canvases were knocked loose, hitting the floor behind him.I stood with my fists clenched in rage. My breath was ragged, my eyes slitted. "Hayden!" A voice called behind me, along with a jingle. I whipped around again, and saw Jason running in. I immediately dropped my angry stance and adapted a cheerful, sweet demeanor. "Oh my god! Are you alright?" Jason asked. I beamed, about to answer, when he ran right past me to Hayden.
Annoyed, I tugged on his hood. Jason spun around, to look at me. "He deserved it," I told him, "Hayden was trying to split us up, weren't you, Hayden?" Neither of them replied, so I grabbed Jason's shoulder and looked at him. "Nothing can break us apart, right?" I half inquired, half stated.
I laughed, thinking of how foolish Hayden was to try and step between us. Jason pushed me away. "You and I were never a couple! I don't know why you think we are!" I felt what was left of my heart shatter, but I wasn't going to let even that break us apart. Having backed Jason into a corner, I smiled again and told him, "You're mine, and no one can do anything about it!" I stepped closer, knowing I was far into Jason's personal space. "Not even me?" He asked, and I could hear the tone of fear in his voice. "Of course not!" I smiled at him and backed off enough to let him feel a bit comfortable again. "Come sit and have coffee with me!" I ordered happily.
I turned and ordered a peach tart to share, Jason hesitantly sitting down at a nearby table. I turned, and saw him looking at Hayden, standing up. "I said sit down!" I barked.
Jason turned, and looked straight in my eyes.
"No."
I was infuriated. Nobody said no to me, especially not Jason!
I grabbed Jason's hoodie and shoved him against a wall as hard as I could manage. It wasn't as powerful as I'd hoped, but it seemed to be doing the trick.
"You obey me." I whispered. It took enough strength to hoist the boy up, I didn't have enough left to use my 'scary voice.'"THAT'S IT!" The employee yelled, yanking me back by my jacket hood. Jason collapsed to the ground, and I tried to grab him again, but the lady had already dragged me too far. I'll never forget the look in his eyes: Fear, longing, disappointed.
"I payed you! Give me my money back! YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T THROW ME OUT FOR FIFTY BUCKS!" I was beyond caring who was watching, I yelled in my last defense. It wasn't enough, and I was dropped outside.
Tears stung my eyes. Has it really come to this? Is the only way to get what I want pure force? I wondered as I stood and brushed off my clothes.
As I ran down the street, wiping my eyes, one thought rang the loudest in my head.
What have I become?
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Forever Mine
Non-FictionFaith is an average-looking girl, who fits in quite well at her small middle school. What nobody knows is she has a love that she wants so badly, she might just be willing to kill for it. Hayden's POV: http://www.wattpad.com/story/26640606-trials-of...