My parents are still and I feel like walking over and just ripping them apart with my bare hands.How dare they.How the fucking hell do they dare do this sort of thing to me! Me!Honey gold eyes catch mine and I see something like surprise flicker past in them. His gaze lingers on me before he takes it off but I can tell I'm playing my part well. It's easy to act angry when you are. The only thing that isn't easy is the bitterness at the back of my throat.The tears prickling the back of my eyes. The need to just break down and start crying. I have endured so much.I have gone through years of abuse, mental and verbal battering. I have gotten slapped if my younger sister reports something she finds displeasing about my conduct. I have gotten hurt because of that bitch.It's almost typical that they seek to hurt me even more the minute I try to flee from that life. The Dean clears his throat and clasps his hands together on the table. "I really do not know what to say about all thi
The moment her parents walk out the door she falls out of character.It's a shame seeing as she was so good at showing this fierce side of herself. Her family troubles are something I am aware of. I investigate whatever I'm making an investment into, no matter how small or large that thing is.She is an investment I am making. I wouldn't invest in anyone whose background would be a problem for me later in the future.The Dean's office is silent now that the noise makers have taken their exit. I like it because it gives me the freedom to think in peace. I know the girl wants to scream at me but it's something she'll have to get used to."M… Mr. Ayden?"I snap my head to the source of the sound and a disconcerted-looking male face meets mine."I'm really embarrassed by all this and I'm sorry you had to witness it. It's quite a shame that Janette has to be embroiled in something like this, if you want to withdraw your offer to her, it's understandable, but before you do I would like to a
I walk to class alone and contemplate the next phase of my life.My heart is still sore but I won't admit it's because of what just happened in the Dean's office. I've never shown anyone my scars, and now I had to show them to a room full of people.I don't know how I'll ever be able to look the Dean in the face again, but maybe it's for the best. I can't let my parents ruin my life even further than they already have.Fuck, they couldn't even give me a day to settle down into all this before swooping in with their issues. It's just too wrong on so many levels."Hey watch where you're walking."I snap out of my thoughts and turn back to see a male holding his left foot and hissing. His brown hair obscures his face and I can't place a handle on his voice. I guess I stepped on him while lost in thought."I'm sorry. Are you hurt?"His eyes snap to meet mine and I gasp. "Do I look fucking okay to you, genius?"I shake my head and avert my eyes. Shit, why did I have to meet him of all peo
"Potatoes please."I nod and walk over to the huge container filled with mashed potatoes. This is the lunch break and as is evident by the look the lunch lady is giving me, I'm being a lousy help.I sigh and walk back to my station. I am skilled with a knife so I'm guessing she's bummed that I'm cutting up the carrots faster than she expected."Ewww, what the hell is that?"The disgust in the voice I hear is powerful and I focus on slicing my carrot into four equal strips first. Not everyone likes cafeteria food but they don't have to be such snobs about it."No Lev, I'm not talking about that, I mean that other thing. The one behind the table chopping up.... what is that even, carrots?"The knife almost slips and cuts my finger. I look up and there's a group of uber-pretty girls staring back at me in disgust. They're decked out in designer outfits and gleaming necklaces. The girl staring at me the meanest is the leader I suppose. She has pretty green eyes but all they remind me of ri
"You didn't tell me Cara's gotten so pretty now."Drake says those words like he means them as a compliment but I can already see what he wants to do. Unluckily for him, Cara sees it too and shoots him a smile."I never expected I would say this but thank you, Drake. I've always told Janette I'm better than most males around, she should just leave them and get married to me."Axel's look turns ugly and at this moment the only thing I can think of is how I've managed to be blind to all his faults for so long. I feel like they were staring me right in the face but I chose to ignore them.He turns to me and wipes that look off his face. In my head, his face is that of someone familiar. Someone I had foolish emotions for and who has been my friend this whole time. The sound of slapping skin floods my ears again and I blush.Hell. I haven't even told Cara about that. She would have ripped him to pieces by now if she knew."Can we go somewhere more private, Janette?""I think here's private
"But I can explain Janette. I can explain."Cara's impression of Drake fails to put a smile on my face and I glare at her. She sticks her tongue out at me and walks back to her seat laughing. At least today she's sitting and not following me around.I didn't inform Drake of my knowledge of his relationship with my sister. For all I know he and Jane could have termed it something casual, or have actual feelings for each other though I doubt that's true, at least not from where I'm standing.Whatever it may be, already being caught red-handed felt like enough humiliation. He had tried to grab my hand and make me listen to him but Cara just threatened to break his arm off if he did. At least he remembered what I told him about her in that regard."Janette, less staring out into space and more taking orders. People are waiting!"Heat rises to my cheeks and I nod as I take a look around the cafe. Sure enough, people are waiting and they're all directing confused glances at me. I am in a fi
She stills and I know she's seen the bruises peppering the side of my neck. Reeve shifts uncomfortably beside me, or rather his aura does and my head comes up with several reasons for that. One of the most plausible ones is that his privileged ass is finding the seat uncomfortable. Janette's worry subsides and she clears her throat. I place my focus back on her and the brilliance of her aura almost blinds me again. Which would be ironic because I'm already blind. "Did you hurt your neck somewhere, a fall maybe?" I chuckle and shake my head at the same time. "You can ask me direct questions, y'know. I'll answer them as truthfully as I can." I feel something warm radiate off her and it makes me feel relieved. I know that's what she also feels. "What happened to you then? A six-foot tall man doesn't just develop bruises at the side of the neck." I smile and nod. "How many six-foot men have you known in your life, Janette? You sound like you deal with ten or twenty of us in a good
"Who's the guy in midnight blue?"I look over to the table Cara is inquiring about and I shrug my shoulders after."His name is Reeve. He's here with my regular."I pick up some mugs as I speak and I smile at the sight of a ten-dollar note. The customers here always know how to tip and in such sweet ways too. Just leaving it there for me to find like some gift when I'm cleaning up. I tuck the bill into my pocket and go back to the task I was carrying out. I wipe the table and its leftover contents onto the tray the dirty mugs are on and turn back to find Cara staring at me. I can already tell what she's thinking."Something's made you sad hasn't it?"I don't even think I can lie if I wanted to. It's plain as day on my face and I feel so frustrated right now because why??? Why the hell do I have to feel sad or rueful at something that has totally nothing to do with me???I let out a sigh and give a small smile to my best friend. She'll get worried if I don't tell her, and I will, jus