My Geek

Marcel was always the bullied one in school, least popular and no girl would ever wish to be with him. However, that is about to change when Sky Brown moves into Jelano High School for senior year...READ TO FIND OUT MORE! (:

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32. Chapter Thirty-Two: Can't Think of a Title. Blah, blah, blah.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Can't Think of a Title. Blah, blah, blah. 

 

I open my eyes to see cars parked all around me, students already outside the school, hanging out before it starts. 

I had slept in my car all night! 

I search in my back pocket for my keys, finding them and placing a key in the ignition. The car roars to life and I let it warm up. 

"Ouch," A weak whimper escapes my mouth as I stretch out my arms above my head, my ribs were now for sure broken and my face felt sore and... 

I felt it gently with my hands, feeling it bumpy and mulitple cuts on my flesh. I glance at myself through the rear mirror, my eyes were almost closed, both of them had purple circles around them. 

I decide its time to go and start my drive back home.

~*~ 


"Mmhh," I groan as I place the ice pack on my bruises on my stomach. After a few minutes I walk out of my room, into the living room in just my bra and panties. I take out two pieces of steak from the fridge, and place each one over each eye after laying down on the couch. 

I am so fucked up right now. 

~*~ 


I take off the two steaks and the ice pack and put the ice pack back in the fridge, throwing the steak away, it would be gross eating mascara. 

I still have a big bruise on my stomach and my cheeks and forehead are still bruised, so I apply some cream. While I massage the injured skin, my phone beeps indicating I've got a text. 

I grab my phone from the bedside table and unlock it. 

From Haz<3: Where are you? :c 

I forgot to let him know I wasn't going to school, oops. 

To Haz<3: Home, sick. 

From Haz<3: Aww poor baby. I'll come over afterschool and bring you some nachos and chicken soup? Xx 

To Haz<3: No its okay. Don't worry about me babe. 

I start to panic, what if he comes? How will I explain more broken ribs and beaten  up face? 

From Haz<3: Okay, whatever you say princess. I love you. Xx 

Thank gosh he changed the subject. 

To Haz<3: Thanks for understanding. Love you too. xo 

I lock my phone and go into my bathroom again. I open my mouth wide, so I can see my teeth. My braces are in place and okay, but the inside of my mouth is full of cuts and scratches. I brush my teeth carfully and rinse my mouth with hot water. 

As I spit into the sink, blood came out mixed into the water. I dry my hands and mouth, walking into my room and changing into a pair of grey jogging shorts and a neon green tank top. I finish putting on the cream on my face and pull my hair into a high bun. Once I'm done I go into the kitchen and look around for something good to eat. 

~*~ 

Ding.
Dong. 


I limp a little to the door and open it, revealing Harry. 

"Hi," I say smiling at him. He smiles back, but then his smile fades into a frown. 

"What happened to you? You look awful," he studies your face. 

"Thanks that helped a lot," you joke. 

"I'm serious Sky. Who did this to you?" He asks stepping into my house. I sigh and close the door behind him. 

"Its not important," I mumble. 

"I brought some nachos and some chips," he places a plastic bag on the coffee table, completely changing the subject for the second time today. 

"Ugh thanks," I sit down next to him on the couch and dig in. 

~*~ 

"Are you going to tell me now?" He asks. 

"No," I mutter into his hard, toned chest. 

"Skyyyyy," he whines. 

"Emma," I look up at his eyes. 

"Emma did this to me," I point to my face and then bury it into his chest again. 

"I'll talk to her tommorrow," he states. 

"Do I get a say in that?" I ask - already knowing what the answer is. 

"Nope," 

"Oh my gosh. Goodnight Harry," I peck his lips and then curl up to his side. 

"Night beautiful," I hear before I drift off. 

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