Chapter Eleven
[Warning; Sexual content. Read at your own risk.]
When at school, Marcus kept a cautious eye behind his back at all times. He couldn't help but feel like the person looking for him, was someone he knew.
Marcus met up with Nicole and his friends for lunch. He seemed off, like he was worried. He didn't know how to deal with this kind of situation. At least he felt safe when he was with Nicole.
What if it is someone I know? What if my dad was just some way to get to me... What if they hurt Nicole?
WHAT IF THEY HURT NICOLE?!
Marcus' jaw clenched in fear and anger. He looked at Nicole in a sort of protective way, his eyes softened when he saw her smiling into the conversation with his friends. His eyes then filled with sadness, as the thought came across his mind:
What the hell am I going to do if I lose her? She made me believe again...
"Anyone know if Leslie's coming back?" Ben broke me from my thoughts.
My chest tightened to the sound of that wretched witches name. She was obsessed with me, and I'm not being arrogant saying it. It was the truth, she knew I didn't want her and she did everything she could to change my mind.
"I wish she'd never come back," I muttered laying the left side of my face in my palm.
She had hurt me, she was the reason I was so afraid... Of love, that is. She made me feel like no one could ever love me, when she left. She made me feel worthless, like a monster. She hurt me, and I didn't want to be hurt again.
That is why I was so afraid to bond with Nicole.
I knew I'd fall for her, and I didn't want to be hurt, or even worse, hurt her.
She was like a flower. A beautiful delicacy of life. She was a bright flower, one with many colors and a lovely fragrance. God, she was beautiful.
I was once again snapped out of my thoughts. "She's coming back next week," Rikki said hesitantly, aking a few glances in my direction.
I nearly felt my heart drop. She was going to find out about Nicole and I don't imagine this to go too well.
Leslie's been gone for a couple months. She was suspended but her parents also put her in a different school for a short period. But that bitch was a manipulative psychopath, of course she would come back if she wanted to.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and anger. "She's going to fucking do anything she can to get in between Nicole and I. I don't want that slut to come back here!" I shouted.
Nicole's eyes were set on me. I didn't engage as a mutual gesture, I kept my glare set on the table. I could almost feel her beautiful, Crystal Blue Eyes burning a hole in the side of my head.
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Nicole and I had made our way back to the hotel room we were staying at in hideout. I loved being alone with her. It almost felt like we lived together and honestly that is how I would love to spend the rest of my life. Just, not in a hotel.
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