Chapter 15
CHELSEA'S POV
During the summer holiday I had desperately missed Marcus but my conscience wouldn't let me call him.
It kept taunting me and I didn't want to look clingy. We were just friends to him but I felt like it was more than that.
I really liked Marcus but I don't know if he feels the same way about me.
Maybe I shouldn't get my hopes since it's just a high school crush.
I was that type of girl he dreamed about a prince charming that would come along in my life. He would sweep me off my feet and I would madly fall in love with him.
We'd get married and have kids and finally live happily.
That was my dream.
Though it sounded pathetic.
I had a dream
I got everything I wanted
Not what you'd think
And if I'm being honest
It might've been a nightmare
To anyone who might care
Thought I could fly (fly)
So I stepped off the Golden, mm
Nobody cried (cried, cried, cried, cried)
Nobody even noticed
I saw them standing right there
Kinda thought they might care (might care, might care)
I had a dream
I got everything I wanted
But when I wake up, I see
You with me
And you say, "As long as I'm here
No one can hurt you
Don't wanna lie here
But you can learn to
If I could change
The way that you see yourself
You wouldn't wonder why you hear
They don't deserve you"
I tried to scream
But my head was underwater
They called me weak
Like I'm not just somebody's daughter
Coulda been a nightmare
But it felt like they were right there
And it feels like yesterday was a year ago
But I don't wanna let anybody know
'Cause everybody wants something from me now
And I don't wanna let 'em down
I had a dream
I got everything I wanted
But when I wake up, I see
You with me
And you say, "As long as I'm here
No one can hurt you
Don't wanna lie here
But you can learn to
If I could change
The way that you see yourself
You wouldn't wonder why you hear
They don't deserve you"
If I knew it all then would I do it again?
Would I do it again?
If they knew what they said would go straight to my head
What would they say instead?
If I knew it all then would I do it again?
Would I do it again?
If they knew what they said would go straight to my head
What would they say instead?
I sighed deeply.
I wasn't ready to lose Marcus right now. I had transferred into his class for a reason.
I had many options but I chose the class he was in for a specific motive he needed me.
Even if he would never admit it.
During the holidays my grandparents made sure I ate well, mostly beef,mashed potatoes,salads,chicken and all types of festive meals.
I had gained a few pounds while I was there and my grandparents are big foodies. They actually have their own blog and it's quite popular on youtube. They call it "COOKING OLD SCHOOL WITH LUKE AND LUCY."
They seem really passionate about cooking and I volunteered to be on a few episodes. Gosh I miss their food so much.
I got ready for school and decided to wear a plain black dress that reached my ankles.
It was a gift from Marcus.
The mere mention of him makes my cheeks heat up.
The dress fitted like a glove. It was perfect. I tied my hair in a neat bun. And made my way downstairs.
Mom noticed me and gave me a small smile.
"Darling you look beautiful."
She wrapped her arms around me.
Dad gave me a stern look and frowned when he took in what I was wearing.
"You shouldn't be dressed like that, go change your clothes right now and wear something decent."
I cocked a brow at him.
" But dad seriously?"
Mom got between us.
" She looks just fine honey Chlsea isn't a little girl anymore let her discover what she likes and dislikes. It's all part of growing up."
Mom always came to my rescue.
Dad gave one last cautious look and went upstairs.
He was like this nowadays.
Ever since my older sister Kelsey died he has been kinda protective. She was only seventeen years old, beautiful full of life.
The memory of her death saddens me. She was invited to a house party during her senior year. She was so in love with her boyfriend Leo he was a bad boy type just like Marcus and he was older than her.
They laced her drink with some pills and she got a bit dizzy and drunk. When she started feeling sick I was the first person she called I guess you could call it a sisterly bond.
She told me everything her voice was a bit off. I could hear the door burst open and I heard her screaming.
By the time dad was arriving at the party it was already too late Kelsey was raped by Leo and his three friends.
Kelsey was never the same after that incident. She was pale,thin,black circles under her eyes and she never spoke.
Whenever I tried to talk to her she would always lash out at me in anger one day she threw a vase at me and it hit the back of my head.
I was hospitalized for a month.
When I returned back home a month later Kelsey broke down crying asking for forgiveness because she had lost control and hurt me.
As time went back she started getting sick when mom took her to the hospital the nurse told us that she was one month pregnant.
But none of us knew who was responsible.
Kelsey never spoke again and one day she was silent. When I went to check on her I found her in a pool of blood.
She had cut both of her wrists.
I blinked twice and pushed the memory away that was the day I lost my sister Kelsey.
When I arrived at school I saw Marcus leaning against the oak tree that was our spot.
I smile taking in his features he had quite changed a lot.
He looked older and hot.
I kept hearing guys murmuring quietly behind me but I ignored them and focused my gaze on Marcus.
His black curly hair had been trimmed a bit his whole physique had changed he was just sixteen years old his not supposed to have this many muscles.
His grey charcoal eyes met mine and my heart dropped.
How does he do that?
His eyes didn't change; they were still hooded with the same dangerous darkness. I wish he would just let go it would at least make things easier for him but a force stronger than him was holding him back.
I had the darkness as well and it took a lot of therapy and until one day I snapped and returned to my bubbly old self but I still missed my sister and I wish that she was still here with me.
His eyes never left mine and I felt my cheeks heat up. It was like he was looking right into my soul. We always had this instant connection and it was like I've known him for years.