Chapter 12
Love Spell
Marco's pov (earlier)
The last bell of the day rang leaving me more anxious than usual. Every day Kyle and his goons beat the crap of my outside in the back of the school and if I don't show up they hunt me down. They even showed up at my house once. I walked to the back hoping that nobody would be their but much to my disappointment. "Has anyone seen Kyle?" The biggest guy asks. All of them shake their heads. "Looks like we have to start without him." The guy says cracking his knuckles as they all close in on me.I curled up in a ball knowing from experience. SUddenly there's a loud crash and a horrible looking Kyle stumbles out. He doesn't say a word as his friends greet him. Just walks in our direction. I am praying to myself that he decides to go easy on me. I get kicked hard in the shin. I muffle my whimper and I hear kyles dark and strong tone. "You're. Dead." I hear. Confused on why i'm not bruised from head to toe yet I peek out from my knees to see a couple of guys running away and the two biggest ones trying to pull kyle off of the other guy, who he is currently stomping into oblivion. I watch as he punches the guy his superman like strength knocking them far back.
As violent and awful as this scene sounds it heartwarming to me. He was protecting me. I realized I had to do something when the other guy started to cough up blood, no doubt internally bleeding at this point from some ruptured organ in his stomach. Not wanting to have to explain why Kyle murdered someone I did something to hit two birds with one stone. I hugged my hero from behind and I felt him calm down.