CHAPTER 12
1388 Words
I woke up to the sound of my alarm. s**t.
I threw on a pair of jeans and a tight-fitting shirt. I was ready to be the most hated person at school.
I ran downstairs, attempting not to make too much noise. Denice was cooking food.
"Hey Denice, if anyone asks, I'm at school," I quickly told her as I put on my shoes.
"I thought Ace didn't want you to go without him?" Denice questioned me as she flipped the pancakes. "My mouth mainly healed, I'll be fine on my own," I assured her.
"Okay... but he won't be too happy." She warned me, pointing the spatula at me.
"When is he ever happy?" I remarked as I walked out. I heard her say something but I ignored it as I was already late.
I strolled to school, attempting to keep my fast pace, but ultimately ended up slowing down.
I reached the entrance and walked in.
I was thrown dirty glances and some people simply stared straight at me, as if I'd committed the biggest crime ever.
I reached my class and took the first seat I spotted. The crowds slowly rolled in as the class filled.
The teacher tried to teach as they all whispered, rumours about Ace and me flying around the room.
All these bullshit lies.
I sat through 3 classes of constant chatter about me until it was lunchtime. I walked into the cafeteria and everyone gawked at me as if they'd never seen a person in their life. I walked over to an empty bench and sat down. I poked at my food with a fork as I felt the football team glaring at me from a distance. This was uncomfortable, to say the least. Everyone was against me.
The football team approached me. Not again.
One of the guys sat down.
"Hey Diaz, how is school going?" Vince smiled cheekily, knowing it wasn't amazing.
"Vince, f**k off and leave me alone" I sighed, shaking my head.
"Blake and Ryder are out for the game, because of you, this game was the most important thing to us." He picked up my water and drank it all, crunching the bottle in his hands and chucking the plastic on the floor. I sucked in a breath as I tried to calm myself.
"f**k off," I hissed at him again.
"f**k you." He threw the rest of my water over my head. I clenched my jaw as water dripped down my hair. The whole cafeteria is silent with anticipation.
I slowly looked back up at Vince who was now laughing along with the entire school.
"You wanna know what I heard?" Vince yelled at the entire cafeteria. "I heard her daddy abuses her."
He announced it to the whole school. How did he know? Where did he get this information?
"Who told you that?" I snapped at him, my patience running thin.
"Ooo someone's angry." He laughed as the whole cafeteria talked. I could feel the tears burning my eyes.
I stood up and stormed out of the Cafeteria.
Fuck this. A tear ran down my face as I stormed down the hall. I was lost in my thoughts when I bumped into someone.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled trying to walk past them with my head down. Their scent was strong and musky, it was too familiar. They placed their hands on my waist to stop me from getting past.
"Are you crying?" Ace's voice growled as he used his finger to lift my head, forcing me to look at him. I shook my head no but the tears streaming down my face said otherwise. I saw anger wash over his expression. It was becoming harder for him to hide what he was feeling, or maybe I was beginning to know him.
"What happened?" He asked looking at my wet hair. "He poured water on me." I paused not telling him the rest.
"What else?" He gritted through his teeth, catching me by surprise. I played with my hands as the tears kept streaming down my cheeks.
"He- he- told them my dad abuses me." I wept as I tried to hold it together. I watched as his eyes filled with sadness, but in seconds twisted into something else.
"Do you need anything?" Ace questioned, his hands still holding me steady.
"No," I sniffled as I wiped my tears.
"What's the guy's name?" Ace asked me, moving his hands up my waist. I was distracted by his touch. "Vince," I uttered, as his thumb brushed against my waist soothingly.
"Okay, come on, we're going home." Ace escorted me out of the school. I sat in his car yet again, looking out the window.
"How's your stitches?" Ace questioned curiously. "They're fine, it's almost healed" I replied flatly, not daring to glance at him. He nodded in response.
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A few days had passed and I hadn't gone back to school yet, and Ace didn't trust it with the amount of enemies I had made.
I sat in my room watching a movie.
I was interrupted by a knock on my door.
"Hey, Ace asked if you wanted to come down for some food, we got pizza." Dante cheered happily.
"How many people are downstairs?" I asked curiously, knowing Ace had people over.
"I'm not going to lie, there's a few." Dante shrugged, smiling reassuringly.
"Tell him no, I'm not really in the mood." I curled up into a ball under my blankets.
"Oh okay." Dante sounded a little disappointed.
A few minutes had passed before I heard my door creek open. They turned the light on.
"Ah Ace," I grumbled, pulling the blankets up to my neck, immediately scowling at him while trying not to be blinded by the light. He tore the blanket off me, not realizing I was just in my underwear and a t-shirt. I didn't own any pyjamas, it was the only thing he'd forgotten to buy. Or purposefully neglected.
He froze as he stared at me. I lay on my bed.
"Can I have my blankets back please?" I asked him as I blushed. He blinked at me, his eyes trailing my body but eventually gave the blankets back.
He left for a couple of seconds and returned.
"Here and here, put these on," he uttered as threw me a pair of basketball shorts and a hoodie. I put them on as he watched.
"Can you stop ?" I glared at him.
"Sorry just admiring the view of my reflection in the mirror behind you," he teased. I hit his arm playfully as I jumped back on the bed.
"Nope," He said, grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder.
"Put me down now," I shrieked.
"Someone's moody." He raised his eyebrows. I gave up and just hung from over his shoulder, staring at the floor. He walked into the kitchen.
All eyes stared at us as we....well Ace walked into the kitchen with me over his shoulder.
"This is Sofia." Ace introduced me, finally putting me down. There were a good few people. The only gave I recognized was Dante's.
"I'm Dacre, I'll only be here for a few days since I lead another one of Ace's Mafia bases in California," He introduced himself. I smiled at him, shaking his hand.
"I'm Ice," a guy said, not bothering to spare me a glance. I stood next to Ace awkwardly as he talked to his friends. There were a few more people who hadn't introduced themselves.
"Do you want some pizza?" Ace asked me. I shook my head in response.
"Well, you're having one anyway." He grabbed a slice from the box, handing it to me.
"Ace, I just want to sleep," I pleaded while holding the pizza.
"You need to eat, and it's only 8 pm." He raised his eyebrow at me.
I sighed defeatedly as I bit into the pizza. Ace talked with his friends as he walked into the sitting room.
"You look so uncomfortable," Ice muttered, standing beside me.
"I've had a bad few days, that's all." I shook my head. "You want to talk about it in the bedroom?" Ice grinned playfully.
"No, never," I snapped at him.
"Rejected, ouch." Ice placed his palm across his chest.
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