This chapter is dedicated to @StrangerSight :)
Chapter 35- Daniel's POV
I watch Nora walk away from me, this sick, heavy feeling in my stomach becoming more and more noticeable by the minute. I wanted her to change her mind and coming running back to me, or at least walk a little slower so then I would know she really just wanted me to catch up to her. I had never had this feeling before; it made me want to run after her and pull her into my arms and never let her go. I wanted to kiss her lips and whisper in her ear over and over again:
Stay Nora, stay, Nora, Nora, Nora, baby, please stay.
But I didn't have the right to call her baby nor did I have the right to touch her if she didn't want me to. Why didn't she want me to? Was she afraid that I was going to hurt her like Evan did? Evan. That fucking bastard. I almost clench my fists just thinking about him and I have to lean against the fence separating the tennis courts from the side walk just to take a breather.
I stand there with my left foot against the fence for a moment, in deep thought, when suddenly, I spot Darien Clark walking to his car a few yards away from me. A little light bulb seems to go off in my head and I automatically take my foot off the fence and make my way over to him. He's wiping his face with a towel and it looks like he just got back from a run or some sort of sports practice. He takes off his grey University of Kentucky T-shirt and swings it around and around his finger, when he notices me walking towards him. He puts his dark hand over his forehead and squints at me.
"Yo Darien," I say to him in greeting once I'm standing outside of his car.
"Sup?" He replies, looking as confused as ever. Damn, I get it that he doesn't know me that well but that didn't mean he had to treat me like I was some fucking outsider. It was just another reminder of how much I didn't fit in at this shitty school.
"Hey, I have a question for you," I say.
"Yeah?" Darien nods, opening the back door of his car and throwing his T-shirt onto the backseat before slamming the door closed again.
"You and Evan Rogers are tight, yeah?" I ask him casually.
There's a slight pause and Darien licks his lower lip before nodding again. "Yeah, I guess we are."
"That's what I thought. You seen Evan around lately? I wanted to talk to him about something," I continue, ignoring the slightly skeptical look on Darien's face.
"Uh yeah, last time I saw him he was at his locker. It's on the second floor, he should still be there I think," he tells me. "You know, if you want to talk to him," he adds quickly.
"Ok sweet thanks man," I say, giving him a little appreciative smile. I like to call it my "I secretly hate you but I have to kiss your ass in order to get what I want" grin. Darien beams back at me. Works every time.
"See ya!" Darien calls out behind me as I start to walk away. "Daniel, right?" He inquires.
"Yep, you got it." I salute him before turning back around and heading towards the school's front entrance.
As I enter into the main hallway, I feel like one of those psycho ass school shooters with his AK47 in one hand and an evil grin on his face. And I truly was on a mission---to find Evan Rogers and teach him a lesson. At that moment I didn't even mind the thought of killing him myself. Of course that would take a lot more planning and I would have to find a way to lure him to a more secluded area and then I could kill him. I didn't want to have to spend a lifetime in prison though all for an asshole like him so it wasn't something I was seriously thinking about. He definitely wasn't worth the crime and besides I wasn't a murderer anyway for Christ's sake.
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Deadly AttractionTeen Fiction
17 year old Nora O'Donnell isn't your typical teenager. Ever since her parent's brutal divorce when she was thirteen, Nora's life has never been the same. She feels completely traumatized and isolated, living with a mother who is never home becaus...