Branded as Trouble (Completed)

We are both living in a different world. Following different rules. We were looking for each other, not knowing we already did. Whatever I do, he is always there, no matter how much I try to avoid it, something is still pulling me towards him. No matter how much I try to stop my feelings, it stills there haunting me. Even in my dreams. As much as I don't want to admit, but I am in love with my own enemy. </3


12. Impossible, I can't be...

Irene's P.O.V

I just can't really just shut up and I just have to say something so terribly mean to him. Now I don't know how to apologize, I have never really been in this spot before because I never had to apologize to Zayn or to the other guys that hit on me before for being mean to them. But this is different.. It's Justin… Ugh, oh dad where are you when I needed you the most? Why does it matter anyways? Now I got Justin off my back, I can do my job properly and I don't have to worry about anything.. I mean I should be happy and glad but why am I not? Why is this affecting me so bad?? UGH!!!

I grabbed my keys and went to the Agency to let of some steam. I changed into my lulu lemon shorts and sports bra, I went to the boxing room and.. not trying to brag but I broke some punching bag but it's alright.. Maybe not because when Uncle Chris see this or find out about it, he will know it was me.. But I really don't give a fuck right now. I looked at the time. It's 11pm. My uncle will be here soon to practice his skills better go before he sees me.. I ran quickly but too late….

"Catherine Sy Van Der Woodsen.." Uncle Chris said. I turned around to face him and smiled. "Uncle.." I quietly said..

"What are you doing here so late??" He asked and lifted his left eyebrow. I stayed quietly, thinking of an excuse.. " Wait… Before you bullshit me I'm gonna guess first." He paused. Oh shit. " Did you break 5 or more punching bags?? Catherine? " He looked at me. FUCK

" actually I only broke 4 so I'm safe right? " I faked a huge smile.

"Now.. tell me.." He said.

"Tell you what? " I asked.

My Uncle sat down by the benches and tap the bench, telling me to sit. So I did.

"Tell me something that is bothering you.." My uncle looked at me.. And damn he knows me so well.

"You know me so well.." I smiled

"Well when you were still a little girl, every time you were mad or something you did was bothering you'd grab your pillows wrapped them around a tree and you'd use them as a punching bag.." Uncle looked at me again… My head shot up at him.

"How did you know that???" I asked confused.

"I know no one was there because I'd only do it when Dad is gone or something I did is bothering me. And I don't remember meeting you back then." I continued.

"Your father told me to watch over you and I was always there.."

"Oh." was all I said.

"Now tell me.. What's wrong ?" He asked. I quietly sat down and thought about what to tell him.. Maybe it'd be okay to tell him the truth and he will probably give me an advice. "It's okay, I won't judge."

"Well, there is this guy that just moved here couple months ago.."

"a guy?" He cut me off.

"What happened to I won't judge?" I asked.

"Oh.. I wasn't judging, just surprised but continue."

"okay…Well we met at school and he's my neighbour too, and since his first of school, he and I became friends. I know it's weird because you know I hate boys and you know how I think they're the biggest distractions but him he is different and he distracted me in the best ways. We'd always go grocery shopping cook together, we'd watch movies until we're tired or until I kick him out, we'd have lunch together at school. And I had to make this bullshit that he was my boyfriend so Zayn would stop and leave me alone and since then we hung out more and more, we'd go to the mall and hold hands so people in our school would believe that we were an actual couple because they all wouldn't believe and all of them thought that it was just for show and they were right.. And you know how I get grumpy when things gets too serious and I don't like it when people ask too many questions and especially when I know where they're going to lead to. And he was so understanding, he's never get mad or stopped being my friends.. And then just last week they finally believed us and now I bet everything will go horrible at school tomorrow because Justin and I aren't even friends anymore. And.." Uncle cut me off.

"Hold up..Why aren't you guys friends anymore?" He asked

"Well because things got too seriously and I told him that he meant nothing to me.." I whispered, ashamed.

"Why would you say that? Does he actually mean nothing to you?" He asked. And it made me think…

"I don't know.." I said.

"I think he does mean something to you.." He said.

"Why do you think that?" I asked confused.

"Because if he really didn't mean anything to you then I would still have brand new punching bags and we wouldn't be here sitting talking about it.." Uncle answered and he did have a point. I wouldn't be here letting some steam off if Justin meant nothing to me, I wouldn't be here breaking my company's stuff.

"Well I don't know what to do.." I said.

"Well if you want him back, you have to apologize and earn him back… What did he do anyways? I mean what happened that it got to part that you had to say something like that?" He asked and I was hoping he wouldn't asked.

"Well we were watching movies and we were playing around, like wrestling.. I'd always beat him at it until the other night when he got my hands locked and he was on top of me…. And…. we kissed and we never kiss unless it was at school or public.. And naturally I ran away and went back to my condo.. The next day I was hoping we'd forget about it and move on but he knocked on my door, I opened it, he walks in with flowers in his hand, and he confessed that he has or had feelings for me and I took it not very well obviously.. I thought he would understand because he know everything, he knew how I hated boys, how I hated relationships, how I don't want anything to do with boys.." I explained.

"There, there is your mistake.." Uncle Chris said.

"What do you mean??" I asked confused, again.

" You said, you thought he would understand because he knew what you are around boys but clearly, you made a mistake of not letting him know enough that you don't want anything to do with boys.." He said

"What do you mean? He should know because I pretty much used him to push away guys who hits on me.." I argued.

"Yes that's true but because you guys hung out a lot, he probably thought that you didn't hate boys that much and obviously fell for you and the fact that you're here right now, talking to me about this and breaking my punching bags, I'm sensing that you fell for him too…"


I drove home, having what Uncle Chris said stuck in my head.. "He fell for you.… You fell for him too"


Impossible., I can't be in love..

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