♡Chapter Fifteen♡
UNFINISHED HALLOWEEN DRAWING EY
Tw- panic attack
I compose myself before going out to the hallway. John is nowhere to be seen. Neither are the Schuylers.
I start roaming. I don't really know where I'm going, but I need to go somewhere before I do something stupid. I think about what I'd do if I was just plain sad (and not fucking heartbroken), but that would mean going to John, or Peggy.
What am I doing? The boy I'm crushing on is pissed at me for something I did. I need to make things right. I think of something.
I sneak off school through the third floor window, like we do when there's a party or when we just want to skip class, and go down the convinient ladder leading to the alley next to the main building.
(An: this is not me trying to force stuff. There is an actual, very convenient ladder on the rooftop, which you can easily get to by going out the girl's bathroom window. It leads to an alley next to the school.)
I went to the flower shop, two blocks from where I really wanted to go.
I bought a bouquet of pink carnations and I headed out of the store.
I walked the remaining blocks. If this didn't make it right, I was actually going to jump off a bridge.
John Laurens P.O.V
I hugged my knees. I wasn't crying anymore. I was just... empty. I felt like what I needed to keep me from going off the ledge was gone. All the memories came flooding back. Everything with Francis, and... Well, everything before that.
Nobody has ever loved me, and nobody ever will.
That's what my father used to tell me.
(An: just to give ya a little story time. My school has this game day in the sun and since I'm a weird demon-vampire hybrid, I got so sunburt that lying in my bed hurts. MY TEAM WON THO)
A knock on the door startled me. It was probably Peggy wanting to check on me. I went to the door.
"Yes Peggy, I am fine."
To my surprise, another knock came. Ok, so it was probably Laf.
"Dude, I'm doing homework!"
And yet, another knock. I decided to open the door.
Shit.
Alexander meets me with a sad yet hopeful smile. I almost close the door in his face. Almost.
"John, wait," he says. "Let me explain myself..."
I bitch face him.
"I um... I brought you these." He hands me a bouquet of pink carnations, which are tipically used as a symbol of apology.
I blush slightly. No. Not this easily. Not this time. I try to close the door again. He puts his foot to stop it. He winces.
"I got you something else!"
Should I let my curiosity get the best of me, or should I close the door?
I shouldn't...
I really shouldn't...
Dammit.
I open the door again, evident interest showing in my eyes. He smirks.
From behind his back, he pulls out a water tank.
It's not empty.
I see a small green turtle. Actually, it's a red-eared slider but whatever.
The biggest smile spreads on my face. I take the watertank and put it in my desk before running up at Alex and hugging him with all my might.
I pull him into my room and close the door. I kiss him. He pulls away.
"John, I am so sorry. Truly," he whispers.
I shush him and kiss him again. He makes the kiss deeper. His tounge asks for permission to enter my mouth, which I grant.
I moan into the kiss. This just turns him on more. He puts his hands on my hips.
"Hey babygirl~"
No...
That voice...
It can't be...
I open my eyes.
I can't believe what I'm seeing. Francis is standing right in front of me.
I jerk away, terrified of what he might do to me. I was foolish thinking that I had escaped him.
I corner myself and fall against the wall. I'm crying. This was it. He was going to rape me. I closed my eyes.
"John! Are you okay?"
I look up. I can't see Francis. Only Alex. His eyes show worry. I feel guilty.
I apologise over and over, and I told him what happened.
He hugs me.
"John, baby... If I had known... I'm sorry... We don't have to do anything if you don't want to," he says softly.
But, the thing is, I do want to. I just can't. Francis will always be with me. After all he did to me, I can't bring myself to do anything.
I thank him silently and smell his hair. It smells like honey. He pulls away and wipes my tears, smiling a sad smile.
I feel bad for doing this to him. He asks for our relationship to be kept a secret and I sent that to him. In return, he brings me flowers and a turtle.
I am so damn lucky.
•°•
D
AMNNN THERE YOU GO!
I'm sorry for being so slow updating lately, but there's a lot going on right now.
You deserved your fluff.
How should we name the turtle?
Shelly
Sammy
Alex Jr.
Other (comment)
Yo. Follow me on Instagram.
@cami_a.t.c
Pretty please?
K cool.
Do you guys want smut? Idk.
Anywho, that was this month's chapter.
Cool right?
Hahaha. Ha.
Sincerely,
Me.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro