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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44. Why should I care? [5 chapters left]

 

   Marcels PoV (YAY!)

 

     I sighed, narrowing my eyes as Harry and I both looked towards each other. He may look like me but were completely different. I may be shit towards Ella but I love her with everything in me. Harry is shit and says he loves her. Which he may but to keep my last shred of sanity, we'll say he doesn't.

   "I don't know what the fuck you think you're doing with Ella, but stay the hell away." I growled, clenching my fist at my sides. He angered me, just by standing there with a normal, sweet yet cocky as hell smile.

   "Why should I? So she could be all alone again? Marcel! You. Do. Not. Care. About. Her. She deserves a happy ending, and she's gone through to much. She needs somebody to love her and protect her and you can't do either! You're a fraud and you're worse for her then Dylan was!" He spoke and the last part caused me to rush down stairs and pin him harshly against the wall.

   "Don't you dare fucking compare me to that dirtbag. Do you see me trying to fucking kill Ella? No! Think about what you say before you fucking talk pretty boy. Or better yet, don't talk at all!" I spoke, my jaw clenched and my fist twisting his shirt in anger.

   "You may not be physically killing like Dylan tried but bastard, you're worse. You're killing her on the inside and soon enough there will be nothing left but a body of a girl who use to live, with nothing in side. Merely surviving, if she even decides she wants to do that anymore!" He retorted as I staggered back, squeezing my eyes shut. Images of Ella filled my mind. Her body, at the bottom of the pool. Her figure when I had ignored her. Her will to fight for me when all I did was break her, spending her love selfishly.

   "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I heard a sweet, melodious snap. I turned around to look at Ella, walking down the stairs, her eyes narrowed at Harry. His expression immediately faltered, his green eyes widening.

   "Ella-," He spoke, going in for a kiss but she moved to the side, dodging his filthy lips. That's my girl. Or what's left of her.

   "Look here. I'm pissed off at Marcel. You want to know why? I fucking hate him! I hate how I loved him, I hate how he betrayed me. I hate how even though he's hurting me over and over, I'd still do anything for him! I hate it but that gives you not one right to talk to him like that. If Dylan weren't dead, and Marcel and him both stood next to each other. Who would you feel better I go with? If you hate Marcel so much why did you let me find him when he drove away from the hospital? Why did you let me find him, huh? You told him he could have me because you could see the love we had and you didn't want to ruin it! What the fuck do you think you're doing right now?"

   "You're love's already ruined!" He retorted and the next move was unexpected for any of us. Her fist flew up, meeting him in the jaw as he head flew to the side. He staggered a bit before gaining his posture. I wanted to smile and congratulate her but I couldn't focus on that right now. She just admitted everything I needed to hear. She still loves me but hates me for all I've done, after all who wouldn't?

   "Don't fucking punch me!" He spat, his height obviously dominating. Not sweet Harry anymore is he?

   "What the hell is wrong with you? This," She paused, gesturing to him, "isn't the guy I ran to when I needed somebody to care. Look at you Harry, you're more of a monster then Marcel! He would never say that to you because he knows how enraged I'd be when I found out. But you, you said it without a doubt like you knew everything would happen! You're sick!" She finished and some part of me warmed at her words. Her defensive personality for me.

   "Look at him, Ella! Do you really think he's good for you?" Harry shouted as Ella flinched. She never did well with yelling. For a small moment, her barrier broke and her eyes watered.

   "Yes..." She whispered but it was barely audible. If my jaw could have dropped to the floor, it would have but I kept my mouth shut, simply enjoying the feeling. 

   "Maybe you two really do belong together! Naive, oblivious to the fact he destroys you. have fun going through hell." Harry laughed menacingly, quickly going to retrieve his bags, getting in his car and driving off. Ella stood, her eyebrows furrowed as she stared at the ground beneath her feet.

   "Ella?" I spoke softly as she turned up to look at me. Her eyes were glossed and a single tear fell onto her tinted cheeks. Her lip began quivering, a sign that she was about to break. No, no. The destroyed look on her face broke me and wanted to pull her into my arms and keep her there forever.

   "I'm sor-,"

   "No..." She whispered, her voice cracking as she rushed up the stairs, going by twos. I heard her hurry into a room, the door slamming shut. Before I could comprehend anything, her loud sobs broke through each and every wall in the house, breaking my heart with them. What was wrong with me? Why did I sound like such a girl? 

   Because you're in love.

  Why should I care? I'm supposed to be moving on, forgetting about her and yet no matter how many girls I fuck, the only thing I think of during any of it is Ella.

 

 

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Hey guys! Sorry its a bit of a filler but I hope you enjoyed the small tidbit of Marcels PoV!! We barely get to see how he feels about everything so in the last five chapters, if I remember, ill try to get in more Marcel PoV hah :) x

~gabriella//

 

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