The kiss hurt. Shockwaves shock my entire my body. It was a very ominous and not enjoyable feeling. I pushed him away from me as hard and as fast I possibly could. We stood and looked at each other for a few mere seconds, and the look in Lucian's eyes made me sick. They were taunting me a filled with accomplishment. When I looked way from his gaze I could see Veronica making her way through the small group of people that distanced her away from us. She shoved herself between Lucian and I am screamed right in my face.
"You stupid whore, don't you ever come near my boyfriend again!"
She stomped away from me, grabbed Lucian's hand and dragged him with her. Lucian looked back and winked at me with a satisfying smirk on his face. I stood there stunned; did all of that really just happen? I felt eyes burning holes through my skin and whispers making their way through the hals. Self-consciousness settled in along with embarrassment. I ran straight to my first period class and didn't look back. I slammed the door, which wasn't a good idea, ran to my desk, and buried my face in my arms. There was only one pair of eyes set on me, Mr. Wilson's of course. The wheels of his chair squeaked and his footsteps got louder as he approached me.
"Phoebe," he said softly , "what's wrong?"
I hesitated for a moment before explaining the whole scenario. I didn't realize there were tears running down my face. Mr. Wilson made his way to his desk and quickly returned with a box of tissues. I stumbled over my words and sniffled when I spoke, but he sat silently by me watching with concern. When I was done talking and cleaning myself up he spoke.
"When he kissed you, you said it hurt, how so?"
"Well...as soon as we -," but I didn't finish.
The bell went off and people started pouring into the classroom by the second.
"You can tell me later if you really want me to know, okay?" He said giving me a reassuring pat.
I nodded and thanked him for his concern
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I made it through my first class and sat completely uninterested in whatever my History teacher droned on about.
"When is this day going to end?" I mumbled to myself. I pulled out my cell phone and hid it where it couldn't be seen and created a new message.
Me: I wish you were here today...
Nolan: Aw you miss me already? (;
Me: Lol, sure. It's just been a crap day.
Nolan: How so?
Me: Lucian kissed me.
Nolan: Are you serious? You want me to punch him for you? Cause I can punch him for you!
I smiled at the text and sent another one, No Nolan you know I hate violence. And plus I am total capable of doing that myself
Nolan: I know, but he forced himself on you and you know I don't like that guy.
Me: I know, but still...anyways how are you?
Nolan: ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE. I feel like I'm dying and I cough up this nasty black stuff.
Me: Black stuff?
Nolan: Yeah, it burns when it comes up my throat.
Me: That sounds really bad D: Are you sure you aren't dying? )):
Nolan: Haha I hope not.
Me: Same here. I have to go the teacher is starting to look. :P
Nolan: Okay. You better visit me soon!
I chuckled to myself when I saw the last text, but his condition left me questioning. Black stuff, what sickness causes that? The bell rang signifying the end of the class.
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All I could think about now was Nolan. Maybe he was coughing up red blood dark enough to look black; then again coughing up blood isn't a good sign either. I thought of Nolan's condition up until then end of school day. I rushed out of the school; I could tell the air was colder than it was this morning. I searched the parking lot for the white Camaro to see my uncle leaning on it. He was talking to someone and if my eyes are correct I would say that it was Mr. Wilson.
They spoke to each other as if they were best friends, maybe even brothers. As the two men saw me approaching them Mr. Wilson leaned towards Michael's ear. The joyful expression on his face seemed to fade and switch to irritation. Was he being told about what was happened to me this morning? When I reached the car Mr. Wilson smiled at me as he said his goodbyes to the both of us.
Music played softly in the car on the way back home. I looked out the window silently as the sky grew dark, unnaturally dark.
"Uriel told me about the incident that happened at school today."
I assumed he was referring to Mr. Wilson.
"Stay away from him Phoebe, do you understand?"
I nodded. After the way I was embarrassed I never want to see his face again. I turned my attention back to the sky. It was covered in black clouds and the car seemed to be slowing down.
"Michael, why are we slowing down?"
"It's time that you were tested."
"Tested, for what?"
"You'll find out, better now than later."
The car came to a halt, "I'll see later, hopefully."
"Hopefully?"
I felt myself unwillingly leave the car and walk toward a place I feared as a child. A place my mother told me to never go near. The one place in this town that signifies death.
Leviathan's Forest.
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Yeah, I know it's short and maybe not what you were expecting, but tell me what you think!
Raphael/Mr. Wilson played by Ryan Gosling
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