The Bad Boy & The Socially Awkward (Unedited)

Chapter 11: Unwanted Kisses

"Jordan!" I yelled as he took a sharp turn, forcing me to almost hit my face on the dash.

"Sorry," he said, scrunching his nose.

I gave him a soft smile and poked his nose.

"I love it when you do that. Do it again."

He rolled his eyes and scrunched his nose again. He is so adorable, I can't resist.

"Alright, we're here," he said, the car coming to a stop.

I gave him a kiss and hopped out, grabbing my bag and slinging it over my shoulders.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he said, rolling down the window.

I leaned down. "Tomorrow?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I'm gonna hang out with you tomorrow."

I nodded and walked into the house. The door slammed and I spotted my mom leaning against a wall.

"Hey mom," I greeted with a smile.

"Angela Mae Carter, you're grounded," she scolded.

"W-why is that?"

"Well, your principal called and said that you were in a fight today. You hit somebody, Angela."

I sighed. "Can I explain?" I asked.

"Do explain," she said, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Michelle has bullied me for a long time, so I thought that she needs a taste of her own medicine."

"Violence is never the answer, Angela. And neither is revenge, so go up to your room."

I stomped up the stairs and slammed the door. I dropped my bag on the floor and pulled out my phone.

Me:
I can't go with you tomorrow.

Jordan:
Why not?

Me:
I'm grounded for the fight.

Jordan:
Do you want me to sneak through your window then?

Me:
No, that will only piss her off even more.

Jordan:
I'll swing by at about midnight.

Me:
Okay. Bye.

I put it back into my pocket and fell onto my bed.

I covered up my body with my blankets and rested my head on the pillow.

~.~.~.~

Tink! Tink! Tink!

That must be Jordan. It's around midnight and he said that he would come through my window.

I stood up and walked over to the window.

But before I could even touch the window sill, I felt all clammy and warm.

My hair was stuck to one side of my face and my clothes were wet with sweat.

I quickly ran into my closet and changed my clothes, and tied my hair into a messy bun.

I ran back over to the window and opened it, not even looking into Jordan's eyes.

I laid back on my bed and closed my eyes. His lips met mine into a passionate and rough kiss, but it didn't feel like his lips.

I snapped my eyes open and saw Matt's closed eyes.

I pushed him away and placed a glare on him.

"What the fuck are you doing here? What are you doing in my house?" I yelled.

"I came to apologize," he said, smirking.

"To apologize for kissing me, but you fucking did it again!"

"Shh, do you want to wake everyone up?"

I dropped my voice to a whisper and stood up.

"Get the fuck out of here. I wasn't expecting you."

"Then who? Jordan?" he asked.

"Yeah. Now leave."

"No. I refuse to leave," he said, crossing his arms across his chest, reminding me of a small child.

Tink! Tink! Tink!

Shit. Jordan is gonna see Matt in here and think I'm cheating.

I ran over to the window sill and closed the curtains. The tapping became louder.

Matt rushed over to me and forced his lips on mine again, pushing me against the window.

The tapping stopped. Completely stopped.

I slapped Matt as hard as I could, letting him fall to the floor.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I asked, frowning down at him.

He held his cheek and I rushed to the window to search for Jordan.

Fuck. He's not out here.

I ran out of my bedroom and into Michael's room.

"Michael, I need you to come to my room right now," I whispered.

"What? Why?" he asked, looking up from his phone.

"Matt is in there. Now come on."

He stood up and charged to my room opening the door and staring down at Matt.

"Get the fuck up," Michael said, grabbing his arm and pulling him up.

He stood him up and punched him in the cheek. Over and over again, Michael wouldn't stop, much like me today.

"Michael! Michael, that's enough!" I yelled, trying to pull his arm back.

"What's going on up here- Michael! Stop!" my mom yelled, wrapping her body up in her robe.

Michael stopped hitting him and looked at me.

"What the fuck did he do?" he asked, anger clear in his voice.

"He kissed me, Jordan was waiting outside of my window for me, but now he's gone," I said, a tear slipping down my cheek.

Michael pushed Matt to the floor. "Get the fuck out of my house, Matt. Before I hit you even harder."

Matt stood up with all his strength and my mom helped him go down the stairs.

"Text him and tell him everything," Michael said, pointing to my phone.

I nodded and pulled out my phone.

Me:
Hey. Whatever you saw, it was a misunderstanding.

Nothing. No text back, no calls. No anything.

A tear slipped down my cheek again. Michael walked over and wrapped his arms around me.

"He won't answer back!" I said, muffled into Michael's chest.

He stroked my hair. "It will all be okay."

If anything, I just don't want Jordan to break up with me because he thinks I'm cheating.

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Author's Note

I was added to the reading list of LDCrichton yesterday!!!! I hope she loves this story!!!

Be sure to check out my newest story, 'The Mysterious Boy Next Door'. It's about a girl named Jessica and she has a new neighbor, so her sister, Dylan, shoves her out the door to meet them by herself. She meets Ian and their love will start from there. I think I might put it in the humor genre, because it is pretty funny in certain parts.

CVF if you liked this chapter! Love ya! <3

~Debi ^.^