TEMPTATION
CHAPTER 5: Marcel
Catalina’s P.O.V
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the cold air hush against my face. My phone rung on the table side of my bed, but I let it go to voice mail. Then it ringed again, I reached an arm over the side of the bed, groping around until I ran across it and lift it up to my hear. “Yes?”
I said with a wide yawn, closing my eyes again “What happened to you? Where did you go? And tell me where you are so I can come strangle you—barehanded!”
I knocked the heel of my hand against my forehead a few times “I thought you were kidnapped” Taylor went on “I thought you’d been abducted! I thought you were murdered!”
I tried to find the clock in the dark. I bumped a picture frame on the nightstand, and all the frames behind it played dominoes.
“Calm down Taylor” I heard her sigh on the phone as I find the alarm clock….shit I was late! I hurried off the phone with Taylor “Listen Tay I have to go….I’m late…… are you at school?”
“Yeah…I’m not done with you” I hung up without answering and shoved on some jeans and a white T
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I hurried into the hallway—for some reason it’s so weird not seeing all the kids grouped up in the hallway chatting together. I walked into the office feeling unprepared compared to them “Um…may I have a pass?”
She looked at me like she didn’t feel like writing me a pass and rather sit there passing here time away on the computer. I grabbed the pass and headed to Chemistry.
Before I walked in, I straightened out my hair more; fixed my collar and licked my lips. When did I start caring about my appearance? I shook that thought out of my head and walked in the classroom. Everybody looked up at me then turned back down towards their work, except for one person….Harry. I walked over to the teacher, gave the pass, then walked back to my seat; feeling his eyes rolling down my body.
I took out my work and started on our homework, I pretended that he wasn’t there that he wasn’t staring at me. Maybe he is trying to get inside my panties? I don’t trust him, but at the same time I’m safe around him.
Before I could lift up my pencil Harry grabbed the leg of my chair and scooted closer to him, till we were inches away from each other’s face.
I scooted back over to spot, continuing on my work. He leaned into my side “Are you scared of me Angel?” I put my lips into a hard line and scooted closer to him, I didn’t want to give him the pleasure of being correct. “I don’t know”
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Harry’s P.O.V
“I don’t know” I stared at her expression then back towards my work. How am I supposed to kill her? She’s really beautiful—No what am I saying? I just want to get this over with; I peeked over at her one more time. She was fully concentrated, her eyebrow was creased and her eyes were staring intensively at the paper. She brought her pencil up to her mouth, biting on it—hard.
I couldn’t control myself, I had to get a breather; I got up from the seat and asked to go to the bathroom. As I exit a big relieve pushed off my shoulders and dissolved into the air. I made my way down the hall, looking into all the other class rooms.
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I walked out the bathroom and quickly washed my hands. As I was, I felt a presence watching me, I heard a voice but I couldn’t make since of it. I threw away the paper towel to wind up turning around and running into somebody.
Marcel.
“Well, well, well look at you brother you’ve grown so much”
He circled around me, taking in my full body; I clenched my jaw and pressed my lips into a hard line. “Why are you here?”
He came to a stop, standing right in front of me. “Well can’t I check on my little brother?”
He lifted up his hand and shook my shoulders; I slowly shrugged his hands off. “What’s the matter….not happy to see me?”
I tried to walk around him, but he put his hand up into stopping me. “Whoa quick to get out of here aren’t ya”
I kept quiet and stared at the floor. I never really liked Marcel he came around once around and when he did…..there was trouble that always submerged with him.
“Are you trying to hurry back to…..Catalina?” he said nonchalant
My head whipped up at him now. “Leave her alone, I’m the one that has to deal with her not you”
He put his hand up in resistance “Whoa….you can have her. I’ll have her friend”
I grabbed him, spinning him around, shoving him into the bathroom wall. I held my forearm up to his neck feeling my arm dig deeper and deeper into his throat. “Leave both! Of them alone”
I released my strength from his throat and regained my balance, studying him—ready for any move he tries to make. He regains his balance too, rubbing his neck. “Wow…..you got stronger too”
The corners of my mouth curved into a smirk. “Does dad know you’re here?”
His eyes burned with fury “Why should he know? He’s not my dad anymore”
I walked closer to him now; mad at his remark “After all he done for you don’t you dare say that!”
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Catalina P.O.V
I tapped my pencil to rhythm of the second hand on the clock, where is Harry? I mean he does get annoying teasing me with his irresistible smart remarks but….it’s also fun teasing back.
I went back to my work finishing the last two solutions on the paper. Then unexpectedly he walked through the door, he had a distant angry look on his face. What could go wrong if you’re just going to the bathroom? He walked vastly back over to his seat, not looking at me once. I turn to look at him, but he didn’t meet my connection.
He was lost in thought; he was resting his chin on his hand while staring off into space. He barely blinked; he flinched his jaw a couple of times, sending electricity through my body.
Stop looking! I turned to my left and my right and behind me. Who said that?! That was the same thing that happened to me at the party. I turn to look at Harry and he was still lost at thought; though his face expression softened a little.
I went back to my work. Am I going crazy? No…… no that was inside my head. I glanced around the room one more time, and then turned to look back at Harry. All his distant anger was gone and he was facing me now, with a wicked devious smile danced across his face.
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the cold air hush against my face. My phone rung on the table side of my bed, but I let it go to voice mail. Then it ringed again, I reached an arm over the side of the bed, groping around until I ran across it and lift it up to my hear. “Yes?”
I said with a wide yawn, closing my eyes again “What happened to you? Where did you go? And tell me where you are so I can come strangle you—barehanded!”
I knocked the heel of my hand against my forehead a few times “I thought you were kidnapped” Taylor went on “I thought you’d been abducted! I thought you were murdered!”
I tried to find the clock in the dark. I bumped a picture frame on the nightstand, and all the frames behind it played dominoes.
“Calm down Taylor” I heard her sigh on the phone as I find the alarm clock….shit I was late! I hurried off the phone with Taylor “Listen Tay I have to go….I’m late…… are you at school?”
“Yeah…I’m not done with you” I hung up without answering and shoved on some jeans and a white T
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I hurried into the hallway—for some reason it’s so weird not seeing all the kids grouped up in the hallway chatting together. I walked into the office feeling unprepared compared to them “Um…may I have a pass?”
She looked at me like she didn’t feel like writing me a pass and rather sit there passing here time away on the computer. I grabbed the pass and headed to Chemistry.
Before I walked in, I straightened out my hair more; fixed my collar and licked my lips. When did I start caring about my appearance? I shook that thought out of my head and walked in the classroom. Everybody looked up at me then turned back down towards their work, except for one person….Harry. I walked over to the teacher, gave the pass, then walked back to my seat; feeling his eyes rolling down my body.
I took out my work and started on our homework, I pretended that he wasn’t there that he wasn’t staring at me. Maybe he is trying to get inside my panties? I don’t trust him, but at the same time I’m safe around him.
Before I could lift up my pencil Harry grabbed the leg of my chair and scooted closer to him, till we were inches away from each other’s face.
I scooted back over to spot, continuing on my work. He leaned into my side “Are you scared of me Angel?” I put my lips into a hard line and scooted closer to him, I didn’t want to give him the pleasure of being correct. “I don’t know”
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Harry’s P.O.V
“I don’t know” I stared at her expression then back towards my work. How am I supposed to kill her? She’s really beautiful—No what am I saying? I just want to get this over with; I peeked over at her one more time. She was fully concentrated, her eyebrow was creased and her eyes were staring intensively at the paper. She brought her pencil up to her mouth, biting on it—hard.
I couldn’t control myself, I had to get a breather; I got up from the seat and asked to go to the bathroom. As I exit a big relieve pushed off my shoulders and dissolved into the air. I made my way down the hall, looking into all the other class rooms.
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I walked out the bathroom and quickly washed my hands. As I was, I felt a presence watching me, I heard a voice but I couldn’t make since of it. I threw away the paper towel to wind up turning around and running into somebody.
Marcel.
“Well, well, well look at you brother you’ve grown so much”
He circled around me, taking in my full body; I clenched my jaw and pressed my lips into a hard line. “Why are you here?”
He came to a stop, standing right in front of me. “Well can’t I check on my little brother?”
He lifted up his hand and shook my shoulders; I slowly shrugged his hands off. “What’s the matter….not happy to see me?”
I tried to walk around him, but he put his hand up into stopping me. “Whoa quick to get out of here aren’t ya”
I kept quiet and stared at the floor. I never really liked Marcel he came around once around and when he did…..there was trouble that always submerged with him.
“Are you trying to hurry back to…..Catalina?” he said nonchalant
My head whipped up at him now. “Leave her alone, I’m the one that has to deal with her not you”
He put his hand up in resistance “Whoa….you can have her. I’ll have her friend”
I grabbed him, spinning him around, shoving him into the bathroom wall. I held my forearm up to his neck feeling my arm dig deeper and deeper into his throat. “Leave both! Of them alone”
I released my strength from his throat and regained my balance, studying him—ready for any move he tries to make. He regains his balance too, rubbing his neck. “Wow…..you got stronger too”
The corners of my mouth curved into a smirk. “Does dad know you’re here?”
His eyes burned with fury “Why should he know? He’s not my dad anymore”
I walked closer to him now; mad at his remark “After all he done for you don’t you dare say that!”
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Catalina P.O.V
I tapped my pencil to rhythm of the second hand on the clock, where is Harry? I mean he does get annoying teasing me with his irresistible smart remarks but….it’s also fun teasing back.
I went back to my work finishing the last two solutions on the paper. Then unexpectedly he walked through the door, he had a distant angry look on his face. What could go wrong if you’re just going to the bathroom? He walked vastly back over to his seat, not looking at me once. I turn to look at him, but he didn’t meet my connection.
He was lost in thought; he was resting his chin on his hand while staring off into space. He barely blinked; he flinched his jaw a couple of times, sending electricity through my body.
Stop looking! I turned to my left and my right and behind me. Who said that?! That was the same thing that happened to me at the party. I turn to look at Harry and he was still lost at thought; though his face expression softened a little.
I went back to my work. Am I going crazy? No…… no that was inside my head. I glanced around the room one more time, and then turned to look back at Harry. All his distant anger was gone and he was facing me now, with a wicked devious smile danced across his face.
Notes
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@Olliewowwan
I copied some not all, and i did that because i think she's a wonderful, staggering, marvelous writer so i was using some of her ideas to spice up my story...plus this is the only story i did that to not any other. But sorry i made you mad.....and oh by the way love, very classy for you to write this, your sure a lady :) P.S i don't think i;m going to hell for copying some words from a book.
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