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So Ryan's gone awhol.

Haven't seen him since lunch, he ran off to God knows where and leaves me in the class I used to love most all alone.

With my stalker, the sociopath who has returned to kill me.

I don't know what's going to kill me first. His looks or his muscly arms.

Those things are deadly. Prison did some good too him.

His build as certainly improved since last I saw him. He's now heavily tatted from his neck to his fingers. It's kinda hot actually.

But, he won't stop staring at me, I try to look away but I honestly can't.

His eyes are much darker now, just gawking boring into my soul.

"Everybody pick a sparring partner."

Every one else picks one and I am left with him. The man who is probably hell bent on killing me.

I don't know how or why he's here. But I'm pretty sure that one of the reasons is to skin me alive.

"D'Amelio and Grey, this is not an impromptu prom. Get together and fight please!" Mr Cheng yells at us.

I love that teacher and hate him at the same time.

He's just so in with the times it's scary. I bet I could find his tik tok account if I tried. Maybe this weekend if I'm still alive.

I have high hopes.

My heart is in my ass and my ass is in my chest as he begins to walk up to me.

I start to panic as he picks up the pace but I need a way out, I can't stay here.

I doubt he'll even care about the rules, don't kill students. But he has never followed any rules, that's part of why I liked him in the first place.

"Sir! I left my space cookies in the drugs oven. I forgot."

He picks up his cane and paces about in one spot then sighs.

"Next time don't leave them during my lesson. Bake with intent to distribute  D'Amelio. Go."

I jump up  happily and my feet take me off in no time away from the threat behind me.

I run so fast that my ass claps for me. Clappy clappy clappy.

Usually I'd hate that but I am in need of encouragement, especially since I just got my ass out of danger.

Heaving heavily I lean against a locker in the locker room. 

No body.

Just how I like it.

I close my eyes and try to clear my head.

Think of pancakes. Only pancakes. Pancakes are your soulmate.

Pancakes are your fam-

"Where'd you run off to so fast?"

Shit shit shit.

I barely got enough time to breathe when a leaf blower replaced my lungs.

My eyes shoot wide open as he approaches me. The scent of dew surrounding his gorgeous body.

Angel shut up!

Why don't you just announce that he's the best thing since toilet paper?

I shake off my perverted thoughts and look up at him as he gets closer. I notice a white line starting from above his left eye stretch down to his cheek.

The scar I gave him when we last fought is still there. But less red and less gross.

"Miss me?"

I shake my head, words refusing to come out.

He smirks and sighs, "So you thought I couldn't find you?"

"How did you find me?" I demand. I need answers.

He chuckles lightly, "I followed the bread crumbs sweety."

I scoff and try not to laugh. As if I would leave crumbs. I leave nothing when I eat and he knows it.

Not exactly helping your case.

"What do you want?" I try.

He steps closer, "I. Just. Want. You."

What is he on? He's really not taking me seriously and it's infuriating, he never used to take me seriously.

But I'll admit I did walk straight into that one. If you count walking into a pit of fire, sure.

"You never broke up with me remember? I thought we were soulmates."

Dude can't catch a hint. I thought sending somebody to prison so you'll never see them again would be an amazing way to break up.

I literally sent him away.

"Remember that time when you sent me to jail?"

I nod, narrowing my eyes. "I was in there for 10 long months with no one to call me or visit. Then, somebody. The principle of this school said that I'm quite an extraordinary criminal and he'd love to have me enroll. I got out on good behavior, is what the judge said and off I am. But first I had to find you. I got information from old gang members and they said that you were taken by weird men and you weren't heard from again. Other's said that you were taken by Ryan Walker. The teen billionaire play boy that can't keep his wad in his pants. If you know what I mean."

I cringe and cut him off, "I get it."

"OKay. So, I did some digging and found that his source of finance makes no sense it had to be mob money. One thing led to another and I found you gallivanting  like some kind of sweethearts. Then I started watching you for probably a month now. Your mom's dead by the way."

So that's what he was saying in the letter.

But why does my mom's death give me a sense of happiness all of a sudden?

Just feel so tingly inside.

"And there's something about your little boyfriend you should know." He sings.

I glare at him and size him up, "What?"

He looks up then down thinking.

"Okay, I was parked outside of douche bag's mansion one day and I saw a Malibu barbie walking out tears brimming her eyes. I asked her what was wrong then she said that Ryan broke her wittle heart."

"Brandy? She's obsessed with him what does she have to do with anything?"

He sighs again, "Well I'm trying to tell ya."

Fine. I cross my arms against my chest and let him continue.

"So before she gave me further information, she wanted something in return. We did it in the car."

So much for soulmates. And ever heard of too much information?

"She said that Ryan's been banging her since before you met him till now. He threw her away but she knows he'll come back. He always does."

He deadpans with one final smirk.

I don't believe that because Barbie will say anything.

"Why should I believe you?"

I prod.

"Because unlike Ryan I love you and I will say it a million times. And I would never play you, ever."

My heart shatters to pieces as I'm struck with realization. Why was Ryan even with me in the first place?

It must be true because of what Brandy said earlier.

I should have known. I'm not special.

I don't belong in this world. I never did, I should have run off when I had the chance.

He steps closer and pushes me up against the locker and wraps an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him.

"Unlike him I love you."

He says lowly caressing my cheek.

"You don't. This isn't love!"

A tear escapes and he slams a fist against the locker frightening me a little.

By a little I mean I just shit my pants.

"Don't say that!" He yells angrily.

"You will learn to love me. He doesn't deserve you! He doesn't know you like I do." He says desperately, wiping a tear away.

"This is toxic." I say barely whispering.

He tilts his head and smiles cruely, "You love that I'm toxic. I'm too good for you. That's why you keep coming back. That's why I'm always going to be your first."

He says huskily getting closer to me, he leans in and teases me planting the kiss on my neck.He is driving me insane.

"Liam I don't love you." I say trying to resist.

But it's clear that Ryan doesn't love me. I shouldn't have loved him either.

I try to push him away but fail miserably, he's too strong like a brick wall.

"You'll learnt to love me."

I shake my head disagreeing, "Never."

His grip tightens around my waist again, his eyes darkening.

"You will. I'll never hurt you again."

He reasons. Bargaining won't help his case. This is all too familiar.

When you love someone do you hit them or threaten them?

Hmm?

"I won't hurt you like I did before. I came here for you."

His lips collide with mine and I don't resist.

I respond, my shoulders finally relaxing. Finding a rhythm.

I've never felt so alive. It's different from when Ryan kisses me, Liam has more authority. 

He knows me.

Ryan wouldn't bother, maybe Liam's right.

I don't belong here. I'll just end up hurting the people I get close to.

I'll end up getting hurt too.

Maybe it's fate that we keep coming back to each other.

Just as I was finally giving in, just as he started to loosen his hold on me.

He's tackled to the floor.

Punches land on him like rain, continuously and unceasing.

I don't want to watch this.

I need to get away from here. There's nothing I can say to Ryan.

And there's nothing he can say to me.

So I run out of that building

Ignoring the whispers and shouts and my name being called out by many.

I run into the rain but there's no stopping me.

I run past trees, over rocks and stones.

Dodge branches and other obstacles.

I'm blinded by tears, fury and rain beating against me.

I'm so blind that I don't see the wall that's coming towards me.

Who put a wall in the forest?

But of course before I knew it was a wall, I collided with it with my whole body.

My head got the worst of it.

Memories flood back and my vision becomes blurry as I stare up at the drops falling into my eyes.

This again?

The universal word for ow comes out,

"Shit."