I frown as another text message pops up on my phone. Glancing away, I ignore the 100th one.
I swear those boys won't quit.
"Hey, Love."
I look up to see Hunter and smile. "Heya, got the food?"
He nods softly before cuddling with me on the couch. Then we grab for our food as the movie in front of us begins to play.
I sigh blissfully.
It's been like this for the first couple of days and I have to say it's the best way to start off my spring break.
Every now and then I take glances at him, loving the look of his eyes again.
He really has changed. He's calmer, sweeter and hasn't forced me to do anything not once.
I snuggle into him after I finish eating.
He's even let me stay with him in his apartment while I figure all my problems.
His fingers create swirls on my bare thighs causing tingles which lick my skin. My cheeks turn a light pink at the simple action.
I sigh again.
I just wish the guys would understand or even trust me more. All the bad stuff he did was in the past. And he's expressed multiple times how much he regrets it.
I believe he truly does love me now.
"Nevy."
I hum in response, glancing over at him.
"So this Leon guy that was with you at the fight club, he's one of the them?"
I nod softly, looking back at the TV. I told him a little about what's been going on in my friend group since I don't really have anyone else to vent to at the moment.
He furrows his eyebrows, seeming to be in deep thought. "How long have you guys known each other?"
"Well," I brunch up my eyebrows too. "I'd see it's almost been 8 months, maybe? We meant a little after school started but I think he went to our school before but I'm not quite sure." I look back at him with a confused expression.
"Why do you ask?"
He sighs, gripping my knee softly. "Well, I could be thinking about the wrong person but," He pauses shortly to scratch his slowly growing stubble. "He's not a very well-received guy."
What?
"What do you mean?" A frown begins to paint itself onto to my lips.
He sighs again then begins tapping my knee lightly. "You said he isn't new, that he's went there previously, right?"
I give a slow nod, not understanding what he's getting at.
"If he's the right Leon then he left because he was sent to a babyjail?" He gives me a quick look, noticing my confusion. "Juvenile correction center."
My frown deepens. "Yeah, because he got caught doing the illegal fighting, right?" I always assumed that was why he was sent away, considering he use to have my spot.
He shakes his head, "No," he takes a moment as if to prepare me for what he's about to say.
"He was apart of a gang, Nevaeh."
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My mind is a boiling pot, at the brink of overflowing while I try to make sense of all the things being thrown at me.
Leon's has helped me a lot through these couple of months, he's been the proper fresh of air which I needed so I wouldn't drown in all my responsibilities. Though I'm the oldest child in my family he was the greatest big brother I never got. He made me feel as though my life and body wasn't as messed up as I thought it was. He even made me want to tell him my biggest secret, the one I promised not to tell again after Hunter...
Hunter.
He knows everything, all the worst sides of me. Yes he did leave me with a broken heart and an even more damaged ego but before all that he was the only person I had to confide in. He slowly began to give me back my worth which was ruthlessly snatched from me.
They both mean so much to me but could one of them really be a monster?
"He's done lots of horrible things. Leon has hurt innocent people, robbed them and even sold drugs."
My head begins to feel as if it's going to split into two, trying to go in swirls around each of these boys. My face hurts from it's demented form as I slowly go insane.
"How do you even know all this!?"
He remains unnervingly calm while I feel like my mind is break itself down.
"Remember about a year ago of a missing person case which was never solved, a guy named Russell?"
My eyes widen as violently shake my hands. "What does this have to do with anything!"
For the first time in a while he makes contact with me, his eyes pools of... nothing, an empty abyss which makes me want to look away but something in them won't let.
"He was killed and I saw who did it."
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My body can't make up its mind. I keep going from extremely angry to numb and I honestly don't know what to do anymore.
We sit in silence, the kind that crawls on your skin, making me stiff. It isn't until I calm down and take a deep breath that I'm able to get any words out. "Leon said the same thing about you." I try to say this without feeling but my voice gets caught and falls at the end.
"Are you in a gang too?"
His silence carries through the air, leaving an eerie feeling. We're silent again for awhile and it's a light sigh which breaks the tension.
"I know I hurt you in the past but I'm done hurting you now." He licks his lips, slowly before looking at me again.
"I'm not sure I can say the same for Leon."
Anger and frustration cloud my mind as I process his words.
"He would never hurt me-"
"And how do you know for sure?" He stands up abruptly, startling me.
"How do you know for certain that he's not that type of person?" He takes a good hard look at me.
"He may know everything about you but tell me what exactly do you know about him?"
My mouth opens for a rebuttal but nothing seems to come out. And in that moment I'm frozen.
What do I know about Leon? Do I really not know anything?
I try to rack my brain for anything, something, it's been 8 months for fuck sakes. I've been to his house, we both went to the fight club, I met his aunt, we've been going to the same school for years! And yet..
nothing comes.
Not his favorite color, why he left, where his parents are, what his favorite food is!
I start going mental as I try to find any information about the person I opened up a part of my soul to.
Then after awhile my head finally drops.
"Nothing." My whispers couldn't be any louder.