Chapter 8

• MARCUS'S POV
• Her 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.
• 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.
• It was probably on my seventh birthday when my mother planned a surprise party even if it was just the two of us. I enjoyed the beautiful moment and it was the best day of my life.
• The memory only revoked the anger and hatred that I had for my father.
• If it was up to me he would have long died the day he was handcuffed and arrested is the day I'm going to finally feel at peace.
• I'll make sure he rots in prison for the rest of his life.
• Chelsea beamed with a happy smile and stretched out her hand obviously she was expecting me to shake her hand as a sign of friendship.
• Our eyes locked in a frenzy and I stared at her in disbelief.
• What the heck was wrong with her? Did she get the message?
• She gave me that look and I rolled my eyes inwardly she made puppy eyes and pouted her pink cherry lips.
• Every muscle inside me twitched but I knew that I had to restrain myself and stay calm.
• This girl was already messing with my head and that was a warning sign.
• I had to snap out of the spell she had cast on me before it was too late.
• I sighed deeply, mirroring my emotions, keeping them at bay. I was on the verge of snapping but I had to keep my cool and restrain myself.
• "Look little girl-" before I could finish my statement she gasped in shock and frowned at me.
• CHELSEA'S POV
• Oh no he didn't.
• Did he just call me a little girl?
• I stared at him in disbelief and glared at him angrily.
• "Excuse me!" I snapped furiously and I released the breath I was holding.
• "I am not a little. I'm turning eleven this year. I'm practically a teenager."
• He chuckled lightly but his expression still looked the same.
• "Yeah I'm sure a teenager like you doesn't act so desperate just to have a single friend."
• I gaped at him in utter shock.
• He was practically mocking me.
• I didn't understand why he was so dark and mysterious and yet he was so ridiculously good looking.
• This was so unfair gosh.
• Once he noticed my frustration he smiled perfectly showing off his white teeth and I felt like my stomach did a flip.
• A single dimple appeared on his right cheek.
• No.
• If he thought that I was one of those girls who helplessly fell head over heels in love with him just because he was a bad boy then he was definitely in for a very big surprise.
• Darn it my body was betraying me yet again why was I responding to his teasing it was utterly stupid of me.
• The last thing I wanted was to find myself developing a girly high school crush on him.
• I was now entertaining his nonsense.
• I raised my hand to hit him but he caught my hand mid air and our eyes locked in a penetrative intense gaze.
• For a moment I thought that he was going to kiss me.
• "I wouldn't do that if I were you Chelsea" he warned coldly and my whole body went still paralyzed with fear.
• He gripped my arm tightly and I winced but pulled me close to him and I felt his male flesh approximately close to my feverish body.
• It felt oddly strange.
• "I don't play with little girls like you. You're so small and fragile Chelsea I could easily break you" he whispered harshly in my ear and I flinched away creating some distance between us.
• His eyes darkened with a force I couldn't explain or understand and I swallowed hard staring at him with wide eyes.
• He was dangerous.
• When he saw my reaction he smirked satisfied with himself because he got what he wanted.
• A death sentence for messing with the wrong girl.
• MARCUS'S POV
• I turned my heel and grabbed my basketball. I was about to walk away but her voice stopped me.
• "You're mean!" She yelled angrily.
• When I met her furious gaze and smirked and she stomped her foot on the ground.
• For the first time I felt like smiling this new girl had done wonders in just a few minutes. For a while we just stared at each other absently and I noticed her eyes.
• She had forest green that held that special sparkle that could easily spread a smile to one's face.
• She had that effect on me.
• I was about to walk towards her but she challenged me with her eyes and I stopped.
• She was starting a war.
• She was being ridiculously childish right now. I was ruthless and cruel but I had my limits and one of them was to never hit a woman.
• Because my mother taught me good morals. Maybe deep inside me I still had a heart despite the darkness that was still inside me roaring to be released and set free.
• I am many things but I would never hurt a girl physically even if she provokes just like the way Chelsea is doing right now.
• I was about to walk away but her voice stopped me again.
• I moistened and lips and sighed.
• What was this girl's problem?
• It was like she was obsessed with me or something. Somehow her throw backs amused me and I relaxed myself.
• She was provoking me on purpose. She wanted me to snap and go out of control but I won't give her the satisfaction.
• I'll play along and win her at her own game. It takes two to tangle.
• I smiled inwardly.
• Someone in my league had finally gotten my attention and surprisingly it was a very sassy witty redhead with green fierce eyes that held a dangerous flame.
• She might look innocent but she was very dangerous too smart for her own good. I liked her.
• I think we would get along just fine especially if we stayed out of each other's way but I had a feeling that it would be difficult to do that especially if she was continuously provoking me like this.
• I turned around and our eyes met.
• CHELSEA'S POV
• It was time for payback. I just wish that could wipe off that silly grin of his right now. I balled my hands into small fists.
• But taunting him certainly fed my ego.
• My mini me jumped happily and smiled.
• I sighed deeply and smirked inwardly.
• "Come on babe did you miss me that soon" he teased shamelessly I scoffed and walked away.