Let me love you *Completed*

Amanda Wilson is a battered, beaten down girl who's just about had enough. She just wants it to be over and it's about to be, until a new kid comes into town. Seth Monroe. He can't figure out what's wrong with her, why she won't open up, why she can't let him love her. Is Amanda to broken to open up?

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12. Something's Up

Seth is kissing me next to my locker. I grab the collar of his red Ralph Lauren shirt, rising on my toes in my emerald leather flats. I break the kiss, smiling at him. Hey, wanna go to the movies with me today? His eyes sparkle. I bite my lip. Um, I'll answer that question. See you in 1st period? He kisses me once before leaving. I run into the janitor's closet and sink to the floor, trying to first process what he told me. Seth......wanted to actually date me? And take me out like normal people? What was so special about me? I wasn't pretty, I'm far from funny or talented, my dancing looks like I'm having a seizure, and I couldn't sing to save my life. Then I knew what I had to do. I punch in my dad's number, and he picks up on the first ring. Amanda, I was just about to call you. He sounded breathless. I won't be home until 10 tonight, okay? I was momentarily confused. Why? What's going on? I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. Oh nothing, just nothing darling, I'm just going to be a little late, that's all. Okay? There's money on the table when you get home. See you later, bye. He clicks off before I can speak again. I've never been home alone for long periods of time, even when mom was alive. The longest I've ever stayed home for an hour. Now my dad wasn't going to be there for seven hours? Well that's a good thing. I reason, pushing myself to my feet and dusting off my hands. Satan isn't going to be home. The touching and kisses have slowly escalated, and I'm scared if I should tell Olivia or not. I push the thought out of my mind and open the door, walking to 1st period. I feel smooth hands on my back, and I stumble. In seconds, Clare, Anna Grace, and Erin are surrounding me like vicious hawks. You don't cut? Clare sneers, looking at my arms in my short sleeved green sweater dress. No. I smirk. Suicide girl, get the hell away from Seth. Anna Grace snaps, blue eyes blazing. I swallow hard. Like he wanted you anyway. I say to her lowly. I shouldn't of tried to commit suicide. I think snottily. I could've just called these girls up and they'd gladly do it for me. Erin cackled like a witch. I roll my eyes and she swears under her breath in Spanish. Her dark black hair was in complicated looking curls, but as usual, she pulled it off. Clare and Anna Grace look at her as if to ask, what the hell just left your mouth, but once again, Erin brushes it off. Clare decides to take action and she shoves me against a locker, making the entire hallway go silent. Don't cross me, bitch. She seethes, snapping her fingers and walking away. I see everyone looking at me and I hike my bag higher on my shoulder before briskly walking away, trying to retie my hair into the skillful braid it was this morning. I enter first period and kneel next to Seth's class. Pick me up at 5, okay? I use my light seductive voice on him, the one that always makes him do whatever I want. He breaks into a smile. Of course. I smile and walk to my desk, settling in my seat as class starts.

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