chapter 12

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Liana Amalia smith's point of view

I was on Ele's bed waiting for Her to get back from the kitchen, her room was smaller than mine, the walls were painted in baby pink, her dog was still sleeping her chair, I went to the bathroom so I could change into my pajamas and watch the movie we planned on watching Ele and I.the bathroom' lights were switched on and the door was slightly open, I saw a big manly figure standing facing a mirror, I recognized the guy from the library, his body was in display, I could see some ink on his ribs and hips

A rush of adrenaline traveled my whole body and stopped at my lower stomach, I wanted to turn my back when suddenly I felt a strong grip on my wrist that pulled me inside the tight bathroom and locked the door.

- what the fuck are you doing? I said while doing my best not to scream

- I saw you looking he said calmly.

my back was facing his, I felt a hot breath on my neck, I restrained myself from letting out a small moan, I rose my head, his piercing eyes met mine, I lowered my gaze when I suddenly saw a cut on his lower lip. I swiftly turned around to face him, his whole inked body was covered by bruises and wounds, A deep bleeding cut on his V line.

- you're bleeding, you need stitches I whispered

Then I remembered Ele, I quickly opened the door and left the wounded guy in the bathroom, I rushed to the bedroom where I found Ele on her bed changing.

- don't tell me you are going to sleep in your jeans? she said with a smirk hanging on her lips

- No, I went to the bathroom to change but it was full

I didn't want to mention what happened with the inked guy.

- oh, it must be Gabby, he takes ages in the bathroom, it's like he is the girl, not me she laughs

I gave her a smile, should I ask her?

- is gabby your brother? I asked

- No, he isn't, well adoptive brother, Gab broke into the library five years ago and dad found him when he asked about his motive he simply said that he didn't have any shelter and he needed money to live, so my dad took him in and now he lives with me even though he isn't around that much, he spent his nights in one of the senior's house.

- the senior? aren't we all seniors? I said with a faint laugh

- well, to be honest, I don't really know why we call them ''seniors' but they are always stuck together. she got up of the bed and reach for a book that looks like A yearbook, she flipped the pages.

- this is the guy you were paired with, Agusto.M. Fellar. he acts like he owns all the school, he teases, bullies and flirts with every single soul in the school, then we have Ellisa Portu, don't let her blonde angelic face fool you, she is a bitch and she doesn't waste any occasions to stick her tongue down fellar's throat and then we have Marie-Elise she's fellar's adoptive sister and I guess she is the only one that is not weird, then we have Terreck, he may look younger but he is 19 years old, he doesn't talk very much he always hang out with Gabriel. Gabriel is known as the mysterious asshole that all the girls beg for, Even though he lives under my roof we don't always talk, he is very introverted, sometimes he scares me, Papa has a bond with him, well he understands french so most of the dinner conversation is my dad and Gabriel talking and me listening.

She said all of that like it was nothing and I was there with my mouth wild open. Eleanor was about to say something when suddenly her phone rang. she picked it up, her smile slowed faded away and her eyebrows frowned.

- I got to go, it will be fast, my dad needs help, he told me to pick him up from the hospital, I'll be quick I promise

she quickly wore a hoodie on top of her black tank top and grabbed her keys and made her way out.

I sat there for minutes, what should I do? I should have asked her to go with her.

silly me

- Ele I need your help I heard Gabriel shouting from the other room.

I went to see what is wrong with Gabriel when I saw him laying on his back with a cloth full of blood on his hand

- where is Eleanore? he asked with a weak voice

- are you okay ? do you have a band-aid? I asked

-when I ask you a damn question, you fucking answer it's not that hard to understand he orders but his voice came out in a whisper.

He was loosing so much blood and he started to cough louder and louder

-listen here, pretty boy, if you talk you are going to lose energy just tell me where are the band-aid

he pointed a drawer next to his desk, I was about to search for them when He gripped my forearm and pulled me against his firm body and he whispers in my ear

-Merci

- it's nothing I whisper against his hard rock chest.

I heard him whispering some sentences in his native language when I felt his grasp loosen I went to search for some gauze and band-aids, I went towards the bed where he was lying I put both of my hand on each side of his ribs to feel if there are any broken bones and he hiss.

-your hands are cold he states

- you're the hot one so shut up I respond

I felt his gaze on me and it took me some time to realize what I just said, I felt my cheeks heat up

-I didn't mean it like that, I meant you have a fever I said while putting a band-aid on his waistline

-I can take it from here, you should go to bed he suddenly says

-but you still have bruises I whine

He covered himself with a Blanket and glared down at my body

- I guess it's for your best interest to take your leave. he simply said

I put my slippers on and quitted the room when the sound of a door cracking made me jump







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