The boy with the grey eyes

Can we be adults now

I went back to my normal life after we broke up... I started going back to school, the only difference is I have no friends. It's been 4 months without him and I have no friends, no boyfriend, my father wasn't even around for Christmas. I still talk to the guys every once and a while. They never mention Justin, they know it still hurts for me.

But that doesn't hurt as bad as the peoples whispers. I'm not stupid, the say

"I heard he kidnapped her",

"I heard he beat her",

"I heard she loved him",

And most of them were fake except the fact that i loved him.

I still he him around. He hangs by my locker, and in the schools court yard waiting to talk to me. I can't believe he couldn't talk to me then, but wants to talk to me now. The bell rang and I grabbed my back pack putting it on and walking down the street towards my dad's mansion, I've been living there all alone. It was the only thing my father left me, along with money, so much money I'll never have to work ever again. He also left me that letter. But I haven't go the guys to read it yet. I was about half way there when someone pulled me into the alley way, I was pinned against the wall, I looked up to see Justin's grey eyes.

"Can we be adults and talk now please?", he asked me

"So now you wanna talk?", I spat at him

"Nala of course I do, I love you, I couldn't speak, i... i...", he stopped an just looked at me like I was fragile, and anything he might say or do could break me

"If you can stop looking at me like I'm fragile maybe we can be friends", I said looking up at the boy who I loved towering over me

"I've never been good at friends", he said bluntly

"Well first off friends share things",

"Like...?",

"What's your favorite color",

"Oh now you've crossed the line", he smirked and me and I smiled back, we were sharing a moment, one that we haven't had in a while

"Naw...its red...whats you're-", he didn't get the chance to finish before a car came flying down from the other side of the alley, towards us, Justin grabbed onto my arm and pulled me to the car

"Get in", he screamed at me, I didn't even question I just got in, he took off down the street.

The car was following us, Justin looked back as saw they were on our tail,

"Shit", he spat still looking behind us

But while he was looking we switched into another lane, a big semi was heading for us.

I screamed

"Justin looked out!", his head snapped forward again and he swerved out of the way just in time, but he hit a pole, and we bother went flying before very thing went black

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Before I opened my eyes I knew my head was throbbing, I slowly opened my eyes and saw I was in a room like one months before, concrete with a metal door. The door opened a crack and a smoke bomb rolled in, I started coughing as more smoke was released and I didn't think to much about it until I started to cough up blood...

I pulled myself onto my hands and knees, and crawled over to Justin. I started to shake him

"Justin wake up...come on wake up...you gotta be wake up", I said making my voice cracking from tears. My eyes burned but I still kept repeating it...he needed to wake up

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