He's dangerous [COMPLETE]

"Who's that?" I asked, eyeing the mess of curls that downed yet another drink.

"Oh, that's Marcel. He used to be the biggest nerd in school. One day something inside of him snapped and completely changed. He got a bunch of tattoos and beat up every kid who bullied him. Stay away from him, he's dangerous." She spoke as he looked over at me.

I tried to stay away, but despite how he had changed, he was the one thing that could keep me from failing Algebra. I didn't want to spend time with him but I had to.

Will it stay as a simple tutor?
Or will their be more going on then tutoring?


26. Pain, Distractions and ohhhhhh shiny things!!



Oh hell naw! Nobody messed with my boo...I didn't just think that, you have no proof!

I jumped from Harry's tight grasp as I ran over to the scene. Dylan and Marcel repeatedly pounded each other and let me saw Marcel was clearly winning. If it was possible to actually pound somebody's face in, Dylan's would be gone.

"MARCEL!" I yelled, trying to grab his arm but I was to late. It left another punch to the poor males jaw. I looked in shock at the aggressive man before me. One of great height that hovered over a defenseless prick.

I couldn't exactly take the punch because the were on the ground, otherwise I would. What to do, what to do...

An idea came to my mind that would surely pull Marcel away. I looked over at the strangers and Harry who were watching the fight. Thanks for the help, means a lot. They looked at me as I gave them a compromising wink. 

Immediately after, I fell to the ground, rolling onto my back as I groaned in pain. Or should I say fake pain. I squeezed some tears from my eyes as I clutched my stomach in desperation of 'help'. Marcels head snapped up as he looked over at me, stepping on Dylans chest as he ran over to me.

"Are you okay babe?" He asked, his tears already dripping on my bare chest which he avoided asking about. Well, I think he already knew the answer.

"Marcel?" I spoke in a hushed whisper, my voice a croak as I let my body begin to go limp. Oh my heaven, did he begin freaking out.

"Yes baby? Stay with me please!" He cried, holding my body up close to him. I let a small smile slip as I inhaled his scent.

"I-I...I knew it would work!" I smiled, standing up as all the boys burst into laughter. I laughed along, dusting my pants off as a very amused but angry looking Marcel stood up. Well, scratch that...he wanted to look angry but on the inside he knew it was funny.

"Not fair, I thought you were dying!" He pouted as I gave a small smile.

"I told you not to hurt anybody. That was the only way to get you off!" I smirked, placing a hand on his shoulders as I stood on the tip of my toes. I pressed my lips near his dimples as he cheeks tinted a pale pink.

"Harry...we're you wearing lip gloss on the way here?" He asked as everybody looked at me than at Harry, before moving on to Marcel and then back to me.

"Uh, you see..." He began before Marcel cut him off.

"And Ella is wearing the same...did you?" He asked, his eyes widening as darkness overtook them.

"Mate calm down!" A brown haired boy spoke, trying to approach the already angered male. He had pretty eyes. They were like greenish blue and...ELLA STOP!

"YOU FUCKING CHEATED ON ME!" Marcel shouted as I vigorously shook my head.

"When he went to save me, I thought he was you so once he unchained me I pressed my lips against his...it was an honest mistake!" I shouted through tears, my hands whipping around in the hair.

"Sure!" He spoke sarcastically as tears fell from my eyes. Suddenly a real pain dashed through my thighs as I fell to the ground, clutching my torso in complete utter pain.

"Oh, don't even try that trick again!" Marcel spat as real tears of pain and anger pushed against my eyelids, slipping beneath them and falling out.

"God dammit, somebody help me up!" I said through tightened teeth, hunched over as I held in the urge to gag.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw the boys begin to approach but Marcel's voice stopped them.

"Cant you see shes faking? Just to get me to feel sorry for her again!" Marcel yelled, jabbing his finger towards me.

"This makes my job easier!" Dylan grinned, pushing himself up as he wiped blood from his busted lip. I would gladly bust it again if he didn't shut up, no matter how much pain I was in.

"God fucking damn it Dylan, help me!" I cried, my whole body in pain. He nodded, pulling on my arms as I balanced on him. Once I stood straight everybody gasped including Marcel. I took this as my chance to push Dylan away, leaning on the sea foam eyed kid.

He kept my standing as everybody examined my thighs and torso. 

Let me explain the many things that weren't supposed to be on my skin but were.

1) Bruises from being fucking raped.

2) Dried blood from being fucking raped.

3) Cuts from being fucking used as a punching bag.

4) A tattoo that said...wait what? When did I get a tattoo!? Holy shit, that's a cool tattoo. ELLA! Focus.

Marcel wiped his hand along my stomach as I winced, blood crusting and falling off.

I glared at him as I guilty small smile played at his lips.

"Opps!" He said, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"Yeah...opps!" I spat, looking down at my crazy skin.

"I-you..." He began before I stopped him, pressing my lips to his as I leaned off of sea foam guy and onto Marcel.

"An honest mistake!" I muttered against his lips. He nodded, tracing his tongue along my bottom lip as I allowed access.

"Pda..." Harry coughed as everybody chuckled.

"Dylan, go away or I swear I will happily call the police again and this time your sorry ass wont be able to run away! You'll be put in prison...for life! The police and I are good friends!" I winked as fear flashed through his eyes. In a flash he was running down the street, running from his problems.


We all have some serious damage control to do.

Now time to check out this funky new tattoo, it's pretty sexy ;)


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hey guys sorry for the suckish chapter. im kinda tired and grounded. I can get a bit sassy and my mom doesnt like that so im grounded until sunday:'( Im not suppsoed to use the laptop but I steal it at night...mwahahaha evil.

MMkay, yeah love you!

~Gabriella Xx

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