Chapter one ~ Dark angel
I don’t understand why he chose me, why he wants to trap me in his loving embrace. It’s not like I can resist him, he holds me tight. He kisses me. He forbids me. I can’t go anywhere. He won’t let me. His dark eyes stare into mine, making me feel small, letting me know that he’s in charge.
He scares me half to death. But I can’t let go. I can’t escape.
He’s gorgeous, every time I see him my heart melts. I know it’s wrong, I know I shouldn’t love him but I do. It’s his entire fault I’m in this mess. His fault I’m forever falling and never hitting the floor. I’m going to die in his arms. I’m going to wake up next to him. I’m going to fall to sleep next to him. He’s going to kiss me. He’s going to stop me seeing my friends. He won’t let me go anywhere.
I hate him.
But I love him.
I hate him for choosing me.
I love him so much my heart aches when I think of him.
His dark hair, his strong build, his masculine face, his gorgeous dark eyes, and his deep voice. All of it makes me want to fall to the floor and writhe in agony. I don’t deserve him; he can do so much better than me. He makes me want to cry. Cry with guilt. He’s so gorgeous I’m glued to him.
Why am I cursed to be with him? Why did destiny bring us together? Am I to be forever in his heart?
I hate that he loves me so, and I hate that I love him so much I hate him. I don’t understand it myself. It confuses me every time I think it.
I’m just a small girl, small and powerless. Brown curly hair, which he strokes every time I see him, brown eyes that he stares into every time I see him. Red lips he kisses every time he sees me.
I’m blessed and I’m cursed. I’m in love with a dark angel, a strange ghost, an unnatural being. I don’t know who he is. I met him a week ago. He came to me. He touched me, and I was his.
It’s unfair. I’ve never been in love before. I’ve never had the ache of missing someone so much at home. I’ve never had to kiss anybody. Not until recently. I had my first kiss with him at school in the canteen.
I had been loading food onto my tray, about to pay at the till when he came.
“Hi,” his voice was like a thousand songbirds singing in unison. My heart flipped in my rib cage. “That’s going to come to about… two pounds fifty you know? You only have two pounds.”
Was he psychic? I thought, feeling slightly dumbstruck and shocked. How did he know? What the…?
“If anything, you should put the chocolate biscuit back and keep the rest. That should cover the solution,” he spoke softly, so only I could hear.
Did he know that I was on a diet? Did he know that I was going to cave in? I was bound to at some point anyway.
“Thanks,” I croaked, it was all I could manage, what with my heart thumping so badly and my cheeks burning red.
He laughed. “Yeah… your welcome,” then he just… touched me. I felt myself drift away, like I was being hypnotised or something… I wasn’t sure. He held my wrist and stared into my eyes. “You’re my girlfriend from this day on, you’ll do as I say, and whenever I say, got it?”
Confusion… but also I felt some kind of pull to him, I couldn’t do anything, and I was a puppet. Strings were pulling me… I didn’t understand. (At least, not entirely.) I knew he had just done something to me. But I didn’t know what.
“Yes,” I said. Shocked, I tried to wriggle out of his grip, but something stopped me from even trying. It seemed like, part of my brain had been completely paralysed and another side was being operated by something else, someone else. Him. The boy.
He was controlling me.
“Good,” he brushed my hair back over my ear and kissed me.
My first kiss, I had never been kissed before… this was just… impossible. It felt weird at first, but then something took over, and I just knew how. Then he stopped. He just pulled away, reached into my bag and dropped something in it, and then he walked away. He just… walked away. Looking into my bag, I spotted a mobile phone number scribbled on the small piece of paper.
I was in control again then, and I was quite unsure on whether to be absolutely freaking terrified or be flattered that some lad had come up to me and kissed me. In truth, I was pissing my pants.
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I know that however hard I try to resist, I can’t get away from him. He pulls me back, he kisses me, and I’m scared. Scared for my life. I don’t know what he’ll do. Why he wants me… maybe it’ll be explained. But I don’t know. Maybe he just wants a girlfriend for the sake of it. Or maybe he’s plain evil. Something… but I can’t keep guessing. It’ll do me no good.
I felt cold as I sat down next to my friends in the canteen. They were eating and had no idea what had just happened between a random boy and me. I didn’t even know his name! He seemed to know me enough to come up to me and kiss me… I felt so used. My heart ached as I spooned a mouthful of soup into my mouth. I wanted to cry. Tears stung my eyes and I felt a sob erupt.
“Hey!” Claire – my best friend – said as she wrapped an arm around me. “What’s wrong?”
I tried to explain, but the words weren’t mine as they escaped my lips. “I’ve been taken advantage of. It was last night in the car park near Morrisons shopping centre.”
WHAT? That was so untrue! What had that boy done to me?
“Oh my god!” Claire shrieked as she stared into my water filling eyes. “Who?”
I opened my mouth, and before I could speak, I noticed the boy stood at the end of the canteen, and another sob erupted in my mouth. “Stop it!” I screamed suddenly. “I don’t want this!”
I stared at the boy hard, willing him to let me go, but he didn’t. He just stared right back at me. It must have looked like I was accusing him of rape because Claire stared at the boy and made a gagging sound.
“Was it Connor?” Claire asked, shaking me violently as she made another quick glance towards the boy. His name was Connor… “Zoë tell me was it him?”
“No… he’s my boyfriend.” Oh no… it was back… the feeling of being a puppet. “He’s my boyfriend and he stopped the attack. I love him.”
Claire let go. She stared at me for a while, and then shook her head. “Zoë, are you insane? He’s like… whoa bad ass.”
‘Yeah I know… But the thing is. I don’t know him.” Claire said. That was strange, because those were her words. She looked over to where Connor had been standing.
He wasn’t there.
I don't know if there a thoughts in there ha ha i just copied it into this, if there are they are in italics.
just not here. Reviews would be great!
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