Broken in Two ✔️

Blood Luna?

Mace-
Vincent woke me up the next morning telling me we have to get to school in a couple of minutes I shooed him away and got changed. I changed into a pair of black skinny jeans and a red long sleeve shirt. I brushed my teeth and my hair. I went grabbed my bag and went downstairs and made breakfast.

Bacon and pancakes. I ate most of the bacon because I don't pancakes all that much. I plated the boys' food, sat it on the bar, made them glasses of orange juice, making myself one too. I drank my juice and the boys came rushing down once I finished,I chuckled at their behavior

I noticed what they were wearing; Vincent was wearing a dark shade of red shirt and a pair of dark pants and vans. Ace was wearing a dark blue shirt and a pair of dark jeans as well, and a pair of black vans. I went upstairs and out on my black vans, because I lost my converse. I grabbed my phone, when I turned around I ran into something hard. More like someone hard. The very masculine, deep, and fresh, scent told me it was Ace without even looking up.

I looked up and his icy blue eyes met my green ones. He smiled and leaned down. His lips connected with my own, I was in shock but responded quickly. The kiss was blissful, long, but not too long, wonderful and all the above. I was sad when it ended. He chuckled and grabbed my hand. I grabbed my bag and walked down the steps and out the door.

He opened the back door, to the blue charger, for me.
"Thank you" I murmured and got in. The car ride was pleasantly quiet with the exception of the soft music playing in the background. When we got to the school, Vincent opened the door for me but Ace just got out and walked to the school without one word. Vincent grabbed my hand and we walked into the school.

Vincent walked me to my locker, the bitch was about to say something but then I saw her face and couldn't stop laughing. Her nose was bruised, she had a black eye that she tried to cover up with makeup, and her lip was busted. Vincent grabbed my hand before she could say anything, and led me to our first period.

"Crap, I forgot something in my locker, I'll be right back" I rushed out the door and to my locker. When I was returning to my class I saw something that I thought would never happen. Ace was kissing the bitch. Tears weld up in my eyes, it took all I had to not let stream. I rushed to my locker and grabbed the damned pencil I left. I slammed the locker door shut, gazed back over at them and they were still kissing.

I went to class still biting back the tears. I got into the class and Vincent looked up and smiled, I forced a smile. I walked over to my seat and sat down. Vincent came closer and I grabbed his hand and smiled, Ace walked in, with her wrapped around him. I gripped Vincent's hand tighter, he looked at me in reassurance. Ace made some kid move so he could sit next to the bitch, the kid sat in front of me. Hurt clearly stated in my eyes, Vincent gave me a sympathetic smile as if he knew what i was feeling.

I did the worksheet Infront of me while, painfully, watching the happy couple sitting next to Vincent making out the whole period. When the bell rang Vincent held me back for a minute.
"Wanna go home?" He asked
"I can't coward from my feelings, Vincent" I replied. He looked down at me, I stood on my tip toes and kissed his cheek gently.

We walked to the next class and the bitch wasn't in this class but Ace was. He smiled at me like nothing happened, tears threatening to fall, I smiled back, sorrowfully. The rest of the school day went by in a blur. When we were going to the car Ace went with the bitch and I spoke up to Vincent;
"Can I drive please" I asked
"Yea, I don't know where I'm quite going." He chuckled. I laughed dryly.

I got into the driver side of his car and drove to my house. We drove in silence, neither of us thinking of anything to say.
"He's a dick, he shouldn't have done that, he is just blinded I guess" he spoke
"Blinded by what?" I asked
"Lust, your not ready for anything, and she will spread her legs, he can't control himself. I always have had more control," he spoke in a way that made my heart swell.
"Thank you" I mumbled.