“Why don’t you get it, Justin?”
“Because you’re not making sense! You have your walls up, but so do I. You have a past, and I do too. You know we’re perfect for each other!”
I scoffed. “You’re ridiculous.”
I turned to face him, anger blazing through me. “I’m a suicide mission. My mind is filled with demons and I’ve surrendered to them. I can’t do this anymore; I’m broken, Justin.” My voice began to rise as my anger grew and I met his eyes. “Why can’t you understand that you should stay away from me!”
He ran his hands through his hair, frustrated. “See, that's the problem. I can’t stay away from you. I haven’t been able to since the minute I met you!”
My breathing hitched as he came closer and closer, walking angrily towards me. He let out a frustrated groan as he pushed me against the side of his car. He brought his mouth up to my neck, breathing heavily.
“You have to keep going. You’re broken and I still love you. You’re still perfect. You’re broken, so let me help. Let me fix you."


9. School?

Trust is said to develop after knowing a person for a while. Trust is when you begin to confide in someone about your personal and emotional complications. However, after knowing Justin for such a short period of time, I feel as if the fact that Justin was able to trust me enough to confide in me makes me shallow to not do the same to him. As I was walking to school, my first day of bloody school, I deliberated the righteousness of my decision.  Justin explaining his past to me is such a consequential detail in our twisted relationship. We can barely stand one another, and yet he was sincere enough to apologize and trust me. Abby was right, I don’t trust easily. But parts of me think that not telling Justin was the wrong decision.


I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts. How could I possibly tell him the horrible things I’ve done when his presence alone triggers my annoyance? I don’t even trust my own family, let alone the boy who makes me want to rip my hair out. No, I definitely made the right choice.

Walking into the school gates, I took in a deep breath. I was in my senior year, the most important year of high school ever. I walked quickly to my locker, trying to get past the squealing sophomores who most likely saw their friends yesterday. I stuffed my bag into my locker and got out my things, shuffling past the annoying students.

“Losers.” I muttered.

I searched for my timetable among the rest of my grade before finally picking it out. Just as I was about to turn to my first class, I saw a familiar dressing style, matched with perfectly styled hair. Justin. What in the hell was he doing here? I quickly darted behind the wall, making sure I was out of sight. I waited until he left before looking at my timetable to see I had biology first period; brilliant. I walked quickly to my class, sitting down just as the bell rang. I pouted, realizing none of my friends took biology this year and sat down by myself. This was going to be a super long year.



“Class, we have a new student who transferred here from Canada. Please make him feel welcome.”

Canada? A guy? You’ve got to be kidding me…

My eyes trailed from my notebook to see Justin standing next to Mr. Hopkins, looking freaking delicious. Black skinny jeans with a black shirt rolled at his shoulders made me want to jump him right there and then. My eyes widened with realization at my thoughts and I quickly shook my head. What the hell?

Justin’s eyes landed on me, and his usual smirk widened.

“Oh sir, I think I just found my tour. I already know Cassidy, I can sit with her right?” His eyes twinkled in amusement, before coming and sitting down right next to me.

“Hey cutie. I didn’t know you were a biology nerd.”

“I want to be a vet, I’m not a biology nerd. Now shut up, I want to learn.”

“Yes ma’am.” He murmured, before opening his notebook and writing down the notes on the board.

I swear it had not even been 5 minutes and Justin was talking to me.

“Justin, I swear to god if you talk one more time I will literally punch you in the face.”

He smirked at me before nodding and getting back to work. As soon as we were out of class, he started laughing.

“Why are you so serious! Chill out, Cassie.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Some people actually want to pass classes you know?”

“Yeah, whatever. What do you have next?”

“English, you?” I replied as politely as I could, praying he had another subject. His smile widened as he took a look at my timetable.

“English, with Mrs. Walker.”

And of course, when I looked down I had English with Mrs. Bloody Walker.

“Give me that.” I exclaimed, ripping his timetable from his hands. I scanned his subjects, comparing it to mine. No. Freaking. Way. “We have every class together. Every god damn class are you kidding me?”

People walking pass looked at me strangely, but I didn’t care. His smile was pissing me off because its like he wanted to ruin this. My senior year, my most important year of high school, and he was here to distract me.

“Aw, don’t be like that. It’ll be fun, we can be best friends.” He smirked at me and I only glared in return. He needs to get out, now.



By the end of the day, every girl was talking about Justin. Every jock was asking him to be on their sporting team and at lunch today, almost every girl in the cafeteria was throwing herself at him. All he did? Was sit there and smirk at all this chaos in our school unfold before him. I was humiliated to be in his presence, girls continuously asking me how I knew him and why he was sitting with me. I almost screamed at lunch. I needed to get away from him, but he had turned into my shadow. He annoyed me in every class and teased me and distracted me whenever he could. 

“Abby, get me out of here and never bring me back. I’m so done with Justin.” I groaned. “Please, get him away from me.”

Abby just smiled. “It's the first day, he is just todays flavor because he’s new. You watch, everyone will forget he’s existence tomorrow.”

I sighed. “Fine, but I still don’t want him around.”

Arriving home, I pulled out my biology homework and got to work. Last year, I had absolutely no time management skills and handed everything in at the latest time possible. This year was going to be different.

I cleaned up around the apartment, waiting for Aunty Steph to finish her shift at the hospital. My mother had left a few hours after my episode, and I hadn't heard from her since. Thank-goodness.

A knock on the door distracted me from my work.

“Its open!” I yelled, assuming it was my Aunt.

I heard the door open and close and footsteps coming down the hallway.

“How was your day?” I asked.

“Better now I’m seeing you.” a deep, familiar voice said from behind me. I froze, recognizing the voice as Nate. “I missed you so much.” He mumbled, sweeping my hair to one side and beginning to kiss my neck. “How was school?” he asked.

“Uh- g-good.” I stuttered, as he left soft kisses along my jawline. I let my head roll back into his shoulder before sighing deeply. This is what I had needed all day. He turned my chair around and smiled, rubbing his nose against mine.

“God, I really did miss you.”

I hummed in response and moved to kiss him, but he stopped me.

“No, you have work to do. Come, I’ll help you.”

He picked up my folder and placed it on the couch, before taking my hand and leading me to the couch. He sat down and pulled me into his lap, ready to work.

“Can’t we just cuddle? I don’t feel like school.” I mumbled to him. He chuckled cutely.

“No babe, you have to finish your work. It’s really easy, look. You have to write a page summary on the human body systems, and you’re already almost done. Just write about the skeletal system and then we can cuddle.” He shook his head, smiling at me.

15 minutes later, I had written a sloppy response about the skeletal system and threw my pen and folder on the coffee table.

“I’m done.” I stated, standing up and grabbing his hand.

He smirked and kissed my nose. “When will your Aunt be home?”

“Later. Come on.” I whined.

We walked into my room, and I got into bed, motioning for him to lay with me. I put my arms around his neck and lay facing him. Our breaths mingling and our lips almost touching.

“How really was your day?” he asked, drawing small circles on my hipbone with his thumb.

“I want to leave school. I hate Justin, he has to sit with me in every class and he’s so annoyingly popular. He keeps distracting me in class and I want him away. He’s pissing me off so much.”

Nate sighed. “I’m sorry. He wouldn’t be annoying you if it wasn’t for me. Just try to ignore him and remember you have me. Abby’s stuck with him all the time.”

We both chuckled and I let myself slowly take in every aspect of his face. His beautiful blue eyes, his freckles on some parts of his nose. I let my fingers run through his hair and I watched as he closed his eyes.

“I love when you do that.” He smiled as I continued to play with his hair. “Do you want me to pick you from school tomorrow? We can do something together afterwards.” I nodded slowly.

“That would be cool. Do you want to stay for dinner?”

He (unfortunately) stopped drawing on my hip to check his phone.

“Nah, I better get going. It’s 8pm. I’ll see you tomorrow, I promise. Go to sleep, you seem really tired.” He said. I nodded in response, letting go of his hair.

“Goodnight. Sweet dreams baby.” He whispered before kissing my forehead and letting himself out. Nate and I had only been going out for almost 2 months, but I felt like I'd known him for years. He was mine, and I was his, and I could thank Justin for that. 


A/N: Hey guys! A double update just for you :) A filler chapter but one for all those Nate/Cassidy shippers. Thank-you for all the support! I changed my description and the cover to this story for anyone who wants to check it out! Comment your thoughts xx

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