Chapter 41//"Actually you were privileged to be swapping saliva with me"
I lie in the living room on my stomach as I bite the back of my pencil as I try and calculate this stupid trig equation.
SOH, I could understand.
TOA was the easiest thing ever.
But CAH every time I see it I curse god for creating mathematics.
I spit out the tiny pieces of paint that left my pencil and were in my mouth. Ew.
I raise my head to look at the TV, which was playing currently the newest episode of teen wolf. Really how long are they going to drag this out, just get Stiles and Lydia together already.
My feet where both in the air, and I cross them, trying to find comfort in the floor.
I read the next question out loud "Angle A in an acute angle such that cosA..." I chuck the textbook away from me. Maths was hard enough just with number, and I was failing English. Why the hell would you put the two of them together?
I hear a rap at the door. I sigh in relief finally, an excuse to get away from my homework. I jump up enthusiastically and walk to the door.
First thing I had to do was actually find my keys, and then I had to find the right key to fit in the keyhole. Which wasn't easy, seeing as my vast collection of key chains were coming in my way.
I finally open the door wide. I let out a surprised noise when I see what was in front of my door. It was Conner.
He was covered in a red liquid and I really didn't think it was ketchup or paint.
He was leaning against a pole in the front porch of the house, I could already see a bruise forming on his left upper cheekbone and there was a cut on the edge of his lip. I instantly jump forward in concern.
"Conner. Conner what happened? No that doesn't matter come inside"
"Is Daniel home?"
Wait Daniel as in my brother? Has this boy gone soft in the head.
"Daniel! More like do we have a medical professional" I tell him.
"Is he home?" he repeats the question.
"Conner, I can't imagine my brother dressing up as a nurse and cleaning your wounds and kissing your forehead so you feel better"
He looks at me in surprise at my dry humor. I see him slightly shake with laughter but I could also tell it was paining him to move.
"You might have gone soft in the head if you actually think Daniel can be any help to you. I'll take you to the hospital and we can see a mental doctor as well as a nurse"
He instantly stands up straight, though I saw him flinch.
"We're not going to the hospital" He says loudly, there was a certainty to his voice.
"Geez calm down, I'm sorry that I jumped to the only logical conclusion, you know seeing as you came to my house wounded"
"Its only scratch" He adds being all manly.
Really a scratch, I wonder what would happen if I pressed on it. Oh yeh there would be blood spurting out. Idiot.
"Stop trying to prove that you have balls and come inside"
He attempts to come inside the front door but I could see that he was in pain, so I instantly come to his side and make him lean on me though I knew he was resisting. Boys always trying to act like they can do everything themselves
"Your pretty strong for a girl" He says as we get in to the house, I kick the door closed behind me.
"Daniel might not be a lightweight, but he doesn't know when to stop drinking. I'm the one that usually has to drag him to bed" I explain.
I sit him down on our black single couch, no way was I letting him near the white one. I run to the kitchen and scramble for a clean face cloth. I pick a new one out the packet and wet it with some cold water.
"Close the curtains" he tells me as I come back in to the living room.
'Why, there's no one out there'
"Close the curtains" He growls at me.
"A please would be nice" I whisper under my breath ass I draw the curtains closed.
*
I finished wiping away the light bloodstain on his face and made him hold some peas next to the purple bruise. My stomach keeps flipping as my fingers 'accidently' brush his face.
Being so close to him and touching his face was making my heart race and my hands go all clammy. I didn't say anything as I try and focus on the minor injuries on his face and on his gaze on my face.
I gulp "Take your shit off" I tell him, I could see there was a blood stain, which mean there was a cut beneath the piece of clothing.
"I don't think this is the right time to get frisky with me"
I throw the wet cloth in his face and he groan in pain as it hits him directly on his bruise. Oops my bad.
He swiftly removes his shirt and I try and focus my gaze on a spot on the wall, I will not look as his chiseled chest. I will not do it.
"The cut isn't over there, " he tells me waving a hand in my face. I slowly drop my gaze down to his hip.
Why couldn't he just be fat?
There were bruises all over his chest and also on his shoulder. I place my hand on a bruise that was bright red. My cold touch makes him back away ever so slightly.
"What happened?" I ask him looking up in to his cold blue eyes that were already watching me.
"You don't need to know" He shakes his head. But I wanted to know.
"Tell me" I put on a soft voice and look at him pleadingly. He contemplates it for a minute but then sighs. The puppy eyes always work.
"If you must know Aiden and me walked in to some of Aaron's men"
I take in a sharp breath.
"They were taunting us and Aiden was getting mouthy with them, by that I mean he was standing up for the truth. They felt like they had won just because they had got Elliott to leave"
"One of them threw a punch at Aiden. So I hit him straight back. I should have known they were carrying a knife. I was just blinded by the fact that no one ever hits one of my friends"
The protectiveness in his voice for the people he cared about was clear. That was what made me develop a crush on him in he first place.
"They out numbered us but we got away. I told Aiden to drive here, because I thought it would be necessary to tell Daniel what happened. Also Aiden wasn't talking to me because he thought he could handle himself, I didn't need to get myself hurt. Aiden isn't one for getting in to physical fight, he's more mouthy"
"Now here I am, not with Daniel but with you"
"And is that a bad thing, because I swear Daniel doesn't even know how to put plaster on alone. You were blessed to be gifted with my presence"
"Actually, I'm happy that it was just you. If you must know spending time with you isn't the worst thing that ever happened to me. Your actually quite funny"
I look away form him feeling myself blush. I finally look at the cut and see that it was sort of deep, but I couldn't tell, I never did biology.
"So doctor blondie, will I be needing stitches"
"Em..." was all I reply cause I had no clue.
"Cause I'm without your kisses" He continues.
"What? You want me to kiss you?" I ask him startled.
He raises an eyebrow at me like I should know what he's talking about. And then realization hits me....
"Oh, it was Shawn Mendez"
"And no I wouldn't want a kiss, you weren't that much of a good kisser anyway"
I look at him in surprised. I'll have him know I'm amazing at kissing, well I did learn form the very best.
"Ill have you know, I give the most sexiest kisses. Actually you were privileged to be swapping saliva with me"
He looks like he was concerned about my mental state. I don't think it was supposed to come out like that.
I gently wipe away the blood that was staring to crust around the cut. I feel him tense at the touch of the freshly washed cloth.
I pick up my phone and begin Googling what to do.
Patient may die, if the wound is not cleaned properly.
Touching the wound can kill.
Breathing too close to the wound, can cause an increase in bacteria, and potentially kill.
If the wound is red, there are signs of cancer.
I look at the cut and the skin around it looked sort of reddish. I feel myself go pale.
"Please tell me you aren't looking up online what to do? I've had more than enough cuts in my life time, all you need to do is bandage it up"
I ignore him, what did he know?
"Shut up pretty boy. I'm trying to save your life, your currently showing signs of cancer"
He looks at me like I was an idiot. He won't have hat expression on his face if he's hospitalized.
"Oh here's a reliable website it says that I should pour alcohol in you wound. I'm sure we have some pure alcohol somewhere. Or maybe we could use vodka that stuff is pretty strong"
"Do you see this scar here?" he asks me pointing to a white line that was near the centre of his six-pack. He's totally doing this to get me to look at his six-pack. Show off.
"All I needed for this was, anesthetic stitches and a bandage" He tells me but I was even more confused.
"You wan me to put anesthetic in your cut, Conner you need to lie down"
He groans in frustration.
"NO! That time I was stabbed deep in the stomach and all I needed was stitches. So I'm trying to say this is nothing compared to that and all I will need is bandage"
"All right but if you die, it's not my fault"
He shakes his head silently laughing at me.
I decided this was the right moment to say it; he wasn't in a bad mod, which was a rare occasion.
"I want to thank you, for being there for me, you know the other night"
"No big deal" he brushed off my thank you.
"It's probably nothing for you, you probably sleep in girls beds all the time" I say out loud, though I wasn't meant to.
"Well, I've never slept in a girls bed before"
"Really?"
If he's never slept in a girl's bed and his mother also said he never brought girls home. Does that mean, he climbed them in through his window and, kicked them out through his window. But for some reason I didn't think he did that either.
"You sound surprised" he frowns his blonde brows.
"Well you know your quite well good looking. I'd expect you to sleep around quite often" His frown deepens and I see the frown lines appear on his forehead.
"Girls aren't toys that are meant to be played with. I'd never treat a girl the way your brother or Elliott treats them"
My mouth was slightly open in surprise. Something about his words made me feel sort of attracted to him.
"I would never have guessed that the school's bad boy was such a cutie"
He rolls his eyes at my comment.
"So do you have your eye on a specific girl" I ask him crossing my legs on the floor. Someone that's blonde, with dark brown eyes that looked like poo. Someone like me?
"I think I might, she's surprisingly funny, she blushes a lot, and has this gorgeous smile, but she only uses that smile when she thinks no one is looking"
Damn this girl sounded awesome. Sad that she didn't sound a thing like me.
'Tell me her name"
"Not a chance blondie"
"Okay, but if you want my advice, I say you should get the fuck off your fat ass and go tell her you love her. Even if something comes in the way of you two, fight for her, because if she really loves you she will always take you back. All we want is to be loved"
"That's not going to work for me, she so hung up over this other guy that broke her heart. She laughs at everything everyone says, she's always smiling she pretends, she's okay but what everyone can see is the pain in her eyes"
Poor girl, I really hope she gets over the douche that hurt her.
"Make her fall for you"
"No point I don't even believe in true love. It's just a myth"
I was about to reply until he speaks again.
"Now quickly put a bandage on this, and also never believe anything you read online. They told me you were smart"
"Mesmerizing a textbook is easier than having common sense"
"In your case that is very true"
*
"Starbucks"
"Costa"
"Starbucks" I shout sternly. Trying to stop him from literally dragging me to Costa.
"Costa" Aiden replies. I stop so we were not walking any longer.
"If we don't go to Starbucks right this moment. I will lie on the ground and cry publically" I threaten Aiden. He looks at me for a moment trying to guess whether I'm lying or not. He sighs loudly and changes direction so we're walking in the direction of my favorite coffee shop.
"Yey I love you Aiden," I tell him. He grunts clearly not happy.
We causally walk around the shopping mall, holding our hot coffee.
I never spoke to Aiden. Actually, I usually kept out his way. Aiden was the school prankster and if you either got on Aiden's bad side or he decided you were a good target, then he would prank you went crazy.
I wanted to talk to him about what happened with him and Conner, because I was curious about hearing it from his point of view.
Instead I didn't want to talk about that, I was actually enjoying myself with him and he was a pretty funny guy. Like they say, every girl needs some guy friends. Emphasize friends.
"So what did you want to talk about" He says pouring in his 4th packet of sugar and here I was worrying about diabetes. I hated sugar in my cappuccino.
"Maybe I just wanted to hang" I shrug, slurping my coffee.
"Hang? That's what they always say before..." He begins.
"Before what, a relationship starts?" I ask him confused because that wasn't true.
"No before you murder me for something I did as a kid that I don't remember"
I frown at him "That's so stupid"
"That is a girl for you" He shrugs.
"You can't say that just because you had a bad experience with a girl once. No two girls are the same"
"Oh its not from experience, I once saw a movie where you though the 2 main characters were going to fall in a endless pool of love. She ends up killing him. Poor bastard, manipulated by love"
I laugh out loud "Your basing your perception of girls on a movie, wow your acting so much like a guy"
We both laugh at that.
"Hey is that Alec" I point out a brown haired boy with freckles.
'Where?" Aiden asks looking in the complete opposite direction. I shove him for being such an idiot. Why was he looking behind us? I wasn't even looking in that direction.
I walk over to Alec to say hi, and Aiden blindly follows.
"Hey Alec" I wave at him and smile. Alec turns to look at me but there is a startled expression in his eyes. Like a child caught stealing candy.
'Cress...Aiden"
I look at who he was standing next to, he was a tall, broad sort of guy, he sort of reminded me of a bouncer. I look at their hands and see they were clasped together.
Alec sees me looking at their hands and he immediately pulls away from the guy, he turned bright red.
"I'm Derek" The guy introduces himself seeing as Alec had gone in to shock. "I'm Alec's boyfriend"
I look at Alec who was looking down at his converse.
"Alec why didn't you tell me you were in a relationship, I'm so happy for you" He looks up at me shocked by my statement. I take a step forward to bear hug him, I loved how cute and innocent Alec was.
"I thought you would look at me differently"
My heart practically broke for Alec at that moment. I knew exactly what he was thinking. Just because he was part of the 6 most popular guys in the school, he felt like he would be judged for being gay.
"Alec are you dumb? Id love you if you were, gay, straight, bi, pansexual, transgender..."
"Yeh Aiden we get it you love him, are you sure you aren't in love with him as well" I ask him.
"I'm only mad you didn't tell me sooner" Aiden crosses his arms.
"Don't look at me, I dated Elliott. I'm open to anything" I say out loud.
"You must be Crescent then, Alec always talks about you" Derek says speaking up, I felt flattered that Alec spoke about me. We used to hand out a lot when Elliott and me were together.
"You seem nice, I must remember to Facebook stalk you tonight, you know just in case you're a murdered or something" I truthfully tell both Alec and Derek.
"Come on Crescent time for you to leave before you scare him away. I'll speak to you later Alec" Aiden fist bumps Alec before dragging me away. As we all walk in opposite direction, I take a cheeky glance at Alec and Derek. Even though I only saw them together for a brief moment they looked so happy together.
"He's lucky he found someone" I smile.
"Don't worry Cress, you'll find the guy that's right for you"
I shrug, not knowing if his words were true. I think I found the one that was right for me but I lost him too.
"And if it makes you feel any better Beyonce and Jay Z have a 12 year age gap. So your future husband could still be in pre-school"
Author note:
Gotta love Alec... and Aiden.
Anyway, I think these chapters are getting kind of boring, I need to spice things up a bit again.
*Holds a water gun to anyone that says bring Elliott back *
I know when Elliott (IF) is coming back; I just love torturing you all by dragging out time.
My fingers are actually aching from writing over 3000 words each day.
Anyways see you all soon x