The Asshole is my Kryptonite

"Stop playing hard to get, Princess. I know you want me." He growled, pushing me against the wall. "In your deepest dreams, asshole." I responded holding his piercing gaze, whilst struggling to keep my breathing at a steady pace due to his close proximity. "Alright, if that's how you want to play the game. But remember, games are my forte." He breathed heavily near my neck, sending involuntary shivers down my spine. He smirked, before he was gone; leaving me to try calm my rosy cheeks as my heart danced to the ticking of the classroom clock. "Asshole." I muttered, before slipping out of the unoccupied classroom.

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9. The Manson Family.

Chapter 9

Bailey Manson you are sentenced to 7 years in jail due to the vehicular murder of Sarah Pierce. Your son Colton Manson will be under the supervision of his grandparents for the time being. Case dismissed.

The words of the judge echoed in my head, bouncing around and leaving a scar in their spot. I couldn't take my eyes off the front of the classroom, even after Colton had taken a seat. Why had he transferred to this school? Of all people, of all places. Why here?

After I transferred here I thought maybe I could leave my old life behind. In my previous school all I seemed to receive was pity. When people saw me I could here the whispers, look at that poor girl, she seems so upset. I wonder if she hates cars. Do you think her dad left her?

For the rest of the lesson I had robotically copied down everything from the board, receiving strange stares from Miles while doing so. The second the bell had rung I threw all my stuff into my backpack and made my way out. I pushed my way through the sea of people, the wave of students taking me with them.

"Hey, hey, Wait up!" Miles caught up, out of breath, and slightly confused. Suddenly the feeling of guilt washed over me, why was I being so rude? He hasn't done anything.

"Sorry." I murmured in reply but not slowing down my pace at all.

Before I knew it I was being pulled away from the crowd and into an empty classroom.

"Uh, hi?" I questioned,

Miles studied me as if he was trying to look for an answer,

"Stop it, your creeping me out..." I continued.

"What's going on?" I looked at him perplexed, what was he talking about?

"Your currently holding my captive in a classroom, but other than that I'm not following you, what do you mean?" He rolled his eyes at me as if my lever of stupidity dumbfounded him.

"Who is he?" I rolled my hands urging him to go on and just be straight with me.

"Who is Colton Manson?" I felt myself freeze and my arms drop before my side. Who is he? He is the son of the reason I cried for 6 months straight not leaving my room once. He had the father who caused my family so much grief. His own blood and flesh, his father, was the reason my world stopped for a very long time. He was part of the Mansons. The family that was the reason I had to go to own my mother's funeral at the age of 13. But I couldn't say that now could I?

"Princess, I'm not going to force you to tell me, you just looked so... afraid." I met his gaze and it was filled with the same vulnerability his whispered voice had, his tone laced with care.

I let out a deep sigh and began speaking,

"Colton? Colton is the son of Bailey Manson. Bailey Manson was the drunk that was driving the car when it hit my mum. Colton was also my boyfriend at the time. He was my first and only serious relationship and well I guess his dad kind of blew it for us, I tried fixing things and we had managed to stay together for another year. But when we got to the 'meet the parents' step in the relationship I guess I couldn't handle it. That's when we ended things and I transferred here, hoping to have a new beginning and start. And it's worked for so long. But of course all good things must come to an end. "

I finished feeling a tear roll down my cheek. Before I could wipe it away Miles' thumb swiped it away. I felt my cheeks heat up and I didn't know whether it was due to the close proximity or because I just cried for the third time in front of Miles. He was tense and his jaw was clenched from what seemed to be anger.

"It's okay, Miles please calm down." His jaw instantly loosened and he finally spoke up,

"I'm sorry. Just please don't worry about it princess. Your much stronger now, don't let him or the past empower the present or the future. If he bothers you, makes you feel uncomfortable or even looks at you in a way you don't like I want you to instantly tell me, okay?" I smiled at him and thanked him. As much of a jerkwad he was, his words still touched me.

The rest of the day went by quite quickly and thankfully so far Colton is only in my Design Technology class. As the bell finally rung for the end of school I eagerly packed my bag and left class walking towards my locker to meet Miles. It was like a tradition for us now. I picked him up from my locker and we strolled towards his car since he insisted he take me home. As I was about to enter the car I made the mistake of turning around and locking eyes with Colton a couple metres up. It was as if time had stopped and I was trapped in a trance. None of us would break this abstract spell until the vehicle behind me roared to life and I quickly sat into the car.

Miles of course eyed me suspiciously but let it slip as we drove towards the house. I tried to forget about the small incident with Colton and all the chatting with Miles seemed to allow that. Without even realising it we had passed my house.

"Uh sorry, but I think you kind of missed my stop." I commented in case he didn't recognize.

"I know." He chuckled with those simple words as a reply.

"Care to tell me where we're going?"

"Nup." I tried once more but he still refused to tell me anything. I gave up and decided to just enjoy the ride with the stubborn asshole.

Within a few minutes we had turned into a small hillside. The car stopped and Miles instantly departed and walked up the hill. I followed him as the wind washed through me. We had arrived at a small cliff end that looked down at the city. I couldn't help but be amazed by the beautiful breathtaking view. By the time the sun was setting, the sky was painted an array of mystical colours, the clouds held the promise of a calm, peaceful night and the pale shine of the moon was beginning to appear.

"It's beautiful," I whispered, afraid that if I spoke too loud it would awake the silent city.

"I know. I came along this place when I was having a tough time. I guess it is just so isolated from everything. It's away from all my problems and you can only hear the quiet city noises and the rustling of the trees." I could tell this place held a lot meaning.

 We sat there for the rest of the afternoon speaking for a bit and laying in silence, letting the early night consume our minds.

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