She's Dangerous (Sequel to He's Dangerous) [COMPLETE]

Marcel was back but nothing was the same. It was hard returning to the way they were when they could barely remember it. Without Marcel Ella had to mature, grow up. Although growing up is exactly what Marcel wants to prevent. Once Ella starts growing up, she'll start making the same mistakes that Marcel did and he didn't want her to end up guilty over something
she had no intention to do. Life has been hectic since he got back and it's not calming down any time soon. Marcel and Ella are back in full action with new drama. Lies. Tears. Smiles and memories to be made. Want to follow them on their adventure? Read She's dangerous.

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48. Never are [2 chapters left]

Ellas PoV

 

  I woke up, groggy. Did I smell smoke or was that just me? Once the smell intensified, I sat up in bed completely awake and alert. What was that? Was it hot in here or? I quickly moved from my bed, opening the bedroom door as I ran downstairs. I gasped in horror, flames filling my eyes. A fire burned over half the house. Marcel! I quickly ran to our bedroom, throwing the door open but nobody inhabited the bed. 

   "Marcel?" I shouted. I couldn't leave him here. I searched around but once I passed the window, my jaw dropped. Marcel stood, watching the house go up in flames, a cigarette dangling from his rosy lips. So he willed me to die? Just like always? I turned around the exit but the flames were already coming through the bedroom door. Tears escaped my eyes and I heard the wails of sirens in the distance. Was this it? Was this the end for me?

   I pried the window up, looking down at Marcel.

   "And to think I still loved you! You're a fucking bastard!" I shouted in anger, as he looked up to meet his eyes. In that moment, his eyes widened and the bud dropped from his lips onto the ground. Acting like he didn't know I was in here. How sweet. Sweetly repulsive.

   "Jump!" Marcel ordered as I crossed my arms. Second level with concrete below, no thank you.

   "I'd rather die in flames."

   "No you wouldn't! I'll catch you but jump!" He urged as I groaned in frustration. Just as I ran to get a start, I felt Marcels shirt snag onto the bed post. If I'm moving on I probably shouldn't wear it but I couldn't sleep without. I panicked, looking back in fear. The fire was building against the door. It would explode into the room soon, crisping everything, along with me, with it.

   "Ella!"

   "Marcel!" I cried. At the last minute, the thread came free and I flew threw the window, the fire blowing the door off it's hinges and sending it hurtling towards me. I fell myself fall, a scream chorusing through my lips as I felt Marcels arms wrap around me. I held him tightly, afraid to get hurt. Our whole house was officially down with flames and minutes after I jumped, firefighters arrived, hosing down the mess. It didn't help. The only thing left was ashes.

   "Do any of you two know how this started?" A guy asked. I looked at Marcel, maybe he knew but one look in his eyes and I knew the truth. He had started the fire, without knowledge of my being in there. He was about to confess but I beat him to it. He would go to jail if people found out.

   "I did!! I was making a late night meal and the food caught on fire. The flames were so large...I couldn't stop it so I ran. I'm sorry sir." I lied, stepping in front of Marcel. I felt his gaze peer through my skin, surprised I had lied for him. The guy sighed, shaking his head in disapproval.

   "You guys seem young. I'll let you off with a warning but if it happens again, actions will be held accountable." He informed as I nodded, profusely thanking him.

   They eventually left and Marcel and I wandered off to talk.

   "Thanks for catching me."

   "I always will Ella." He spoke as I nodded, my eyes level with his chest.

   "So are we?" He asked as my eyes widened, my head vigorously shaking no.

   "You're fucking drunk! You nearly burned the house down! What the actual fuck were you thinking Marcel?" I shouted, gesturing to the heap of ashes. I could smell the alcohol radiating from his body and it disgusted me.

   "I'm sor-,"

   "No you're not! You never are!" I corrected as he sighed, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

   

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Okay guys this was short because I wanted to make the last chapter long so keep that in mind :) Can you believe two more chapters? Eep! Anyways, lets get started and I love ya guys :) x

~gabriella//

 

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