CHELSEA'S POV
Sometimes moving around the world was hectic mostly emotionally because you end up getting attached to people. And one morning you'll wake up and snap you're leaving again abandoning the people you truly care about.
Dad had promised me that this was our last move and honestly as much as I love exploring I was relieved.
Mom and dad wandered off inside the house leaving me to do some personal research.
I looked around the block and my gaze landed on a certain house where I saw a boy at a distance playing basketball.
He had black hair, and he was wearing basketball shorts. He kept scoring, and he got my attention; he was also shirtless, showing off his six-pack.
His abs and muscles glistened in sweat. He looked like the bad boy next door. Every good girl's weakness.
I found myself walking towards him.
“Maybe we could be friends, and he could teach me a few moves because he was superb.
Plus he seemed approachable. I hope that he won't be one of those guys who think they are big shots and love to flirt around with girls.
If he tries that nonsense on me, I won't hesitate to kick in butt plus I learned karate ever since I was six years old. I'm practically a pro.
MARCUS'S POV
I wiped the sweat off my forehead and scored another hoop. I gulped down some water and splashed some of it on my face to cool myself down.
It was very hot.
I stared at the new girl, and she waved to her parents who were standing in the doorway. Her dad nodded and she started coming this way. It was strange. I wonder where she's going.
Her folks went back inside, and I continued playing basketball minding my own business.
I was never interested in having a girlfriend like my other classmates plus I've heard tons of things about girls that I definitely want to UN hear.
Firstly I'm fine alone, and I don't need a clingy creature always blabbing about Disney princesses or Barbie Minnie was already driving me crazy with her TV shows and series on Netflix.
I sighed tiredly.
Listening to Bruno Mars when I was your man.
Same bed but it feels just a little bigger now
Our song on the radio, but it doesn't sound the same
When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down
'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name
It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, Hoo
Mm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have give you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby's dancing
But she's dancing with another man
My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, oh
And it haunts me every time I close my eyes
It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, …
The song ends blissfully.
Having a girlfriend must be so stressful, and now it's making guys pour out their feelings in lyrics like in some romantic cheesy film.
At least I'm not the romantic type I'm not in the mood of breaking someone's daughter's heart.
The girl got closer, and I pretended not to see her the last thing I wanted to do was get involved with a girl.
She would be all over me like a love struck teenager.
I never really believed in love especially when I became a teenager. My parent's relationship was always toxic, and it never motivated me in the love department.
What was love anyway?
To me, it was a risk. A risk that only made people weak and held them back, and I will never be weak.
I'm done with that phase of my life and I will never go back to being a weakling ever again.
I'll always be a ruthless alpha.
Even though I didn't want to admit it, deep I had a feeling that the girl next door was about to change everything.
She was only a kid, and I was older than I. She was talking on the phone and her joyous laughter and giggles filled the cool October air.
I was just a broken black haired boy. I never really had a loving perfect family. The only family that I knew was my mom herself, but now she was no more.
She was an angel, and I was the devil too dangerous and untamed. I didn't want to taint her pure aura and make her miserable.
I would stay away from her at any cost.
My inner demons were craving to touch her and careless of her soft hair and skin.
“No.”
I couldn't let her crawl up my skin and get into my head like some virus she would ruin everything.
She was just a distraction that I couldn't allow right now but maybe one day things would be different, and I secretly hoped for a companion to join me no matter how dark the path was.
She would be my Luna and I would be her alpha.
Furthermore, she would be my queen and I would be her king.
Not only that, but she would be mine.
CHELSEA'S POV
My best friend Ariel had given me an unexpected call. We've been friends since kindergarten and our friendship was still going strong.
It's been almost three months and I haven't seen her plus her schedule is tight since she's a full time model.
I'm so proud of my BFF.
After our girly bickering I hung up and approached the mysterious Adonis man.
“Hi there…” I muttered quietly, waving my hand, but he kept throwing the basketball into the hoop, totally ignoring me.
How rude of him no one has ever given me the cold shoulder before.
I scoffed angrily. It seems that he couldn't hear me because of the earphones he was wearing.
I sighed deeply trying to calm myself down.
I tapped him on the shoulder and his eyes met mine intensely.
They seemed hooded with an endless tunnel of darkness, pain,anger and resentment.
He cocked a brow at me and I withdrew my hand nervously.
He kept staring at me weirdly, and I couldn't read expressions.
I swallowed hard and met his gaze. Suddenly my lips went dry, and I felt my cheeks heat up.
Holy cow I can't be blushing in front of this boy I composed myself coolly.
“Well are you going to say something?” He muttered harshly and I flinched.
“MMM…”
My head completely went blank, and I began fidgeting with my fingers nervously.
What the heck had happened to me?
MARCUS'S POV
This is definitely very awkward. She seemed tense and nervous, and I wasn't in the mood of playing a superhero besides she's the one who approached me first.
Sixty seconds felt like a thousand hours. She was still standing there nervous, our eyes met and her cheeks turned a shade of bright pink.
This can't be happening if she starts liking me things will go down hill and everything will burn up in flames.
She bit her bottom lip.
“Well are you going to say something?” I asked harshly and surprisingly she flinched. Like I had poured acid on her.
She relaxed and her lips curved into a breathtaking beautiful smile.
“Hi I'm Chelsea.”
MARCUS'S POVHer name was Chelsea. It was such a lovely name, and it suited her as well.It was clear that she wanted us to be friends, but honestly we could never be friends and I didn't have the time to make friends. I was too busy trying to straighten out my messed up life.I was too busy dealing with the darkness that I've kept inside me ever since my mother passed away.Furthermore, I felt like exploding and going on a rampage whenever I saw my father's face.He deserved to be sentenced to death for what he did to mother, and I promise one day I'll make him pay, and he'll have to face the law for the murder he committed years ago.I was full of darkness, and she was a ray of light and I would only taint her with my inner demons.My darkness was contiguous.She was full of life, bubbly, cheerful and happy while I don't even remember the day I smiled.
MARCUS'S POVI was surprised that one single statement made her leave. Once she left I smirked and went back home.By the time I was arriving home it was empty, and I saw a sticky note on the refrigerator.“Cindy has gone into labour and your brother and sister will be spending the night at their grandparents house.”“Food is already in the refrigerator, just warm it and don't burn down the house.”I grabbed the note and shredded it to pieces. I opened the refrigerator and took out my meal a few minutes later I placed it in the microwave.My thoughts wandered off to Chelsea, the new sassy girl on the block. A small smile curved my lips and I slumped on the sofa and turned on the TV.Flickering through the channel list searching for something to watch, and usually it had the most boring shows ever.The microwave dinged, and I got up
MARCUS'S POVIt seemed like an endless tunnel full of darkness. I kept following it each step I took sent a chill down my spine it was oddly cold and silent.The only sound that I could hear was my rapid breathing.Where the heck was I?My eyes lazily scanned the room but I couldn't make out a single thing in the darkness.Then I heard a voice singing."Once you wish upon a star…make a silent wish in your heart.""Is someone there?!" I yelled but my voice only echoed in the darkness and the song stopped.The darkness inside me was haunting me.Something rushed past me and I fell to the ground staring at the darkness. It slowly began to disappear and I found myself in a forest.It sinked and reeked of very foul smells.I covered myself quickly when I felt my stomach churning.Oh no I was
CHELSEA'S POVI was surprised to hear that someone had gotten higher marks than me. When Mr. Smith congratulated Marcus. I was astonished and I stared at him in surprise.He was a bad boy, good looking and smart that was definitely a dangerous combination.My mini me cheered happily."We found our perfect match M.A.R.C.U.S!"she yelled and threw up pink pom-poms in the air excitedly and did a split with a big grin plastered on her face.I closed my eyes and shut her off.She's had enough excitement for one day once Mr. Smith left and I turned to Marcus, our eyes locked and I gave him a small smile."Congratulations you deserve it" I said sincerely and he gave me a stern nod and fixed his gaze on his results."Thanks Chelsea."Mr. Smith wrote some notes on the board and I took out my notebook and began scribbling my handwriting in it.&nbs
CHELSEA'S POVEver since Marcus and I ate lunch together we've been inseparable.I actually kept our friendship a secret if my father had to find out about my friendship with Marcus he would definitely freak out.I can't believe that it was finally Saturday that meant that Marcus and I would hang out today.I searched for the perfect outfit and decided to wear a red mini dress paired off with a denim jacket and black Converses.I tied my hair in a high ponytail and applied some pink lip gloss. I don't know why but I just wanted to look perfect.And today was also my eleventh birthday.And said that he wanted to show me something cool before my birthday ended.Judging by how clingy my parents became these days escaping for a few hours would be hard. My dad would easily get suspicious if unexpectedly disappeare
MARCUS'S POVI was very thankful that I didn't have my father's unfortunate stupidity. I had his looks but not his brains.I was a straight A+ student but my own father never seemed to care about my grades. Only one person genuinely cared about my grades.And that was Chelsea.Once I was awarded for being the best student Chelsea was thrilled it made my darkness less.Chelsea places a comforting hand on my shoulder and I snap out of my thoughts."Hey is something?" She asks curiously and I nod negatively.The last thing I wanted to do is make her worry about my shit.I can take care of myself just fine.I gave Chelsea an assuring fake smile."I'm fine Chelsea don't worry yourself."She gave me a doubtful look." Come on Chelsea I said I'm fine so don't worry and let's finish eating" I muttered coolly pointing at ou
MARCUS'S POVWhen Chelsea went for summer and Christmas holidays it was always hard saying goodbye to her. She loved spending the holidays with her old folks but I often missed her so much.I wanted to call her and just listen to her voice but my inner conscience would always taunt me. It often called me clingy and that always stopped me from calling her.It's been years and I still haven't gotten a clue about my so-called lost sister. My mother had left such a big task on my hands.I didn't even know what she actually looked like. I was only left with the definition of her birthmark.It's star shaped precisely on her neck.I wish she was still here, maybe things would have become this hard.I wouldn't be the broken boy Chelsea and I would have been good to her.I haven't told Chelsea about my lost sister but from what I know mom gave her away to some rich influent
CHELSEA'S POVDuring 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 dreamI got everything I wantedNot what you'd thinkAnd if I'm being honestIt might've been a nightmareTo anyone who might careThought I could