Trouble
Risk
Chapter 5
Marilynn
After he said those words I remember something my father told me in the hospital a day after his accident.
-Flashback-
“Mare Bear, you know I love you and your sister right?” my papa said. I love when he calls me Mare Bear, he is the only person to call me that. Honestly, I’d like to keep it that way.
“Yes papa.” I responded. I was standing up while holding my father’s hand in mine. He was looking up at me with his beautiful hazel eyes twinkling.
“Even though I don’t want to, soon I will have to leave you girls.” He said, a tear running down his face.
“Dad please don’t-
‘Honey if I had a choice I would stay here but my time has come.”
Tears began to roll down my face and I couldn’t stop them. I hugged my dad really tight as his tears began drop as well. He began to caress my hair and whisper lovely things to get me to calm down.
“I have made mistakes Mare Bear but when the time comes I hope you can forgive my soul”
“Wha-at mistakes?” I asked backing away from him so I could make eye contact with my father.
He sighed, “Just remember that out of all my mistakes there is only one I could never regret. I can not even consider it a mistake because it brought me such a beautiful gift.”
I looked at my father with confusion. What mistake?
“I also want to inform you that do not let him make your life miserable.” He said emphasizing him with disgust.
“Who’s him, pa?
“The guy who will try to harm your beautiful soul.”
“Okay, papa.” I said softly.
-End of Flashback-
Could him be Harry? Or did my father just say it in general about not letting boys break my heart? Whatever it is, it just left me pretty damn confused.
/
A week has gone by and the night I hung out with Nathan was pretty fun but I realized him and I better off as friends than a couple. Harry well he has purposely made me look bad in front of Marissa and my other teachers. He doesn’t talk to me or anything he just makes me look like a fool.
One time he bumped into me while I was mixing paint so the idiot fucken made me look like I spilled it and I was the one to clean it all up afterwards, like what the hell! I will get him back because that hasn’t been the only time where he made me look stupid. Harry purposely tripped me and I fell on top of another student while walking into class. There was this other time where Marissa got so pissed off at me because Harry reported his cell being stolen.
I swear it was him who planted his cell phone in my backpack because when they called his phone, his ringtone was playing from inside my backpack. That was first time in years where I felt like crying not a couple tears streaming down my face but full on crying so I did. He has done way more thing than that, I guess he is sticking to his promise where he makes my life miserable.
I walk into 6th period and instantly see Harry leaning on a counter with a smirk playing on his lips.
Here goes nothing.
I head towards Marissa’s desk and slip my transcript from my folder onto her desk. Harry’s bullying has gotten so bad to the point where I don’t even want to be at school anymore. He’s the reason I get so upset so it’s best if I just change my schedule.
Marissa’s eyes went wide clearly shocked at my decision.
“Mary why on earth would you want to be removed from my class?” Marissa didn’t look upset she looked hurt.
I took one quick glance at Harry who no more had a smirk plastered on his face but a shocked expression as well maybe even a little guilt? No a guy like him doesn’t feel guilt for anyone, especially for a little girl like me, as he likes to call me.
“No one believes me, all of a sudden every disaster is my fault.”
“Mary, please don’t leave. After all this is your most favorite class.”
“It was until poop hair came along. I do not want to be somewhere where I am not wanted.” I said maybe a bit harsh.
“Look Marissa can you just sign it.” I added.
“Mary you’re one of the best artists here, please don’t go.”
“Marissa just sign the stupid paper or I will take this to Shitface and he will have to deal with our situation.
“Okay.” She sighed.
I handed her the paper and took my assigned seat for the last time in this classroom.
We are given our instructions and even though I will be changing my schedule I still am going work hard on my canvas.
The music is playing and I begin my piece.
I am in the zone right when poop hair decides to come up and talk to me.
Awesome.
“Can we talk?” he asked, his grip on my forearm.
“Of course we can just not with each other.” My smart mouth said.
“Please.” He said, gripping my forearm tighter.
“Keep grabbing my arm like that and I’ll scream
“Sorry.” He said letting go
“So may I talk to you?”
“Fine.” I huffed.
“Okay lets step outside.” I nodded in agreement and followed him outside the classroom so we can talk in private.
The moment we left the classroom, Harry shoved me up against a locker and I whimpered in pain.
He pinned both my wrists over my head with one hand. How he had the strength to do that, I don’t know. Suddenly his face was only a couple inches away from me. I swear I thought he was going to kiss me when his breath was fanning over mine; clearly he was only teasing me once he spoke.
“Don’t flatter yourself love, I wouldn’t kiss a little girl with no experience.” Um that was really harsh. That could’ve hurt my feelings if I had any.
“Don’t worry I wouldn’t want you too, especially because I don’t want to catch your rabies.” I spit back at him.
“Aw guess you don’t have anything to worry about.” He looked at my lips then back at my eyes.
“Can you let me go!” fuck he’s so annoying.
“No.”
“Let go or I swear to god I am going to scream.” I threatened him.
“Just one question.”
“What?” I snapped at him.
“Do you tend to run away from your problems instead of facing them?” he finally let go but his chest was pressed to mine with both hands on either side of my body.
“Only when I can’t find a solution.” I said honestly.
“Look little girl if you stay in your art class I promise to not harass you anymore.”
“Harass!?” I shouted. I finally realized that he’s the enemy and I shouldn’t even have my chest pressed to his. I pushed him away causing him to almost fall but he steadied himself before he could.
“You didn’t just harass me. You made me hate coming to school!”
“Mary I-
‘No Harry, you know what? I will stay but it’s now my turn to make your life miserable. You are going to wish you had never met me. I may be fifteen but I am capable of a lot of things.” I said angrily.
“Trust me little girl you do not know who you are messing with.” He stated with mad eyes.
“I’ll take the risk.”
Marilynn
After he said those words I remember something my father told me in the hospital a day after his accident.
-Flashback-
“Mare Bear, you know I love you and your sister right?” my papa said. I love when he calls me Mare Bear, he is the only person to call me that. Honestly, I’d like to keep it that way.
“Yes papa.” I responded. I was standing up while holding my father’s hand in mine. He was looking up at me with his beautiful hazel eyes twinkling.
“Even though I don’t want to, soon I will have to leave you girls.” He said, a tear running down his face.
“Dad please don’t-
‘Honey if I had a choice I would stay here but my time has come.”
Tears began to roll down my face and I couldn’t stop them. I hugged my dad really tight as his tears began drop as well. He began to caress my hair and whisper lovely things to get me to calm down.
“I have made mistakes Mare Bear but when the time comes I hope you can forgive my soul”
“Wha-at mistakes?” I asked backing away from him so I could make eye contact with my father.
He sighed, “Just remember that out of all my mistakes there is only one I could never regret. I can not even consider it a mistake because it brought me such a beautiful gift.”
I looked at my father with confusion. What mistake?
“I also want to inform you that do not let him make your life miserable.” He said emphasizing him with disgust.
“Who’s him, pa?
“The guy who will try to harm your beautiful soul.”
“Okay, papa.” I said softly.
-End of Flashback-
Could him be Harry? Or did my father just say it in general about not letting boys break my heart? Whatever it is, it just left me pretty damn confused.
/
A week has gone by and the night I hung out with Nathan was pretty fun but I realized him and I better off as friends than a couple. Harry well he has purposely made me look bad in front of Marissa and my other teachers. He doesn’t talk to me or anything he just makes me look like a fool.
One time he bumped into me while I was mixing paint so the idiot fucken made me look like I spilled it and I was the one to clean it all up afterwards, like what the hell! I will get him back because that hasn’t been the only time where he made me look stupid. Harry purposely tripped me and I fell on top of another student while walking into class. There was this other time where Marissa got so pissed off at me because Harry reported his cell being stolen.
I swear it was him who planted his cell phone in my backpack because when they called his phone, his ringtone was playing from inside my backpack. That was first time in years where I felt like crying not a couple tears streaming down my face but full on crying so I did. He has done way more thing than that, I guess he is sticking to his promise where he makes my life miserable.
I walk into 6th period and instantly see Harry leaning on a counter with a smirk playing on his lips.
Here goes nothing.
I head towards Marissa’s desk and slip my transcript from my folder onto her desk. Harry’s bullying has gotten so bad to the point where I don’t even want to be at school anymore. He’s the reason I get so upset so it’s best if I just change my schedule.
Marissa’s eyes went wide clearly shocked at my decision.
“Mary why on earth would you want to be removed from my class?” Marissa didn’t look upset she looked hurt.
I took one quick glance at Harry who no more had a smirk plastered on his face but a shocked expression as well maybe even a little guilt? No a guy like him doesn’t feel guilt for anyone, especially for a little girl like me, as he likes to call me.
“No one believes me, all of a sudden every disaster is my fault.”
“Mary, please don’t leave. After all this is your most favorite class.”
“It was until poop hair came along. I do not want to be somewhere where I am not wanted.” I said maybe a bit harsh.
“Look Marissa can you just sign it.” I added.
“Mary you’re one of the best artists here, please don’t go.”
“Marissa just sign the stupid paper or I will take this to Shitface and he will have to deal with our situation.
“Okay.” She sighed.
I handed her the paper and took my assigned seat for the last time in this classroom.
We are given our instructions and even though I will be changing my schedule I still am going work hard on my canvas.
The music is playing and I begin my piece.
I am in the zone right when poop hair decides to come up and talk to me.
Awesome.
“Can we talk?” he asked, his grip on my forearm.
“Of course we can just not with each other.” My smart mouth said.
“Please.” He said, gripping my forearm tighter.
“Keep grabbing my arm like that and I’ll scream
“Sorry.” He said letting go
“So may I talk to you?”
“Fine.” I huffed.
“Okay lets step outside.” I nodded in agreement and followed him outside the classroom so we can talk in private.
The moment we left the classroom, Harry shoved me up against a locker and I whimpered in pain.
He pinned both my wrists over my head with one hand. How he had the strength to do that, I don’t know. Suddenly his face was only a couple inches away from me. I swear I thought he was going to kiss me when his breath was fanning over mine; clearly he was only teasing me once he spoke.
“Don’t flatter yourself love, I wouldn’t kiss a little girl with no experience.” Um that was really harsh. That could’ve hurt my feelings if I had any.
“Don’t worry I wouldn’t want you too, especially because I don’t want to catch your rabies.” I spit back at him.
“Aw guess you don’t have anything to worry about.” He looked at my lips then back at my eyes.
“Can you let me go!” fuck he’s so annoying.
“No.”
“Let go or I swear to god I am going to scream.” I threatened him.
“Just one question.”
“What?” I snapped at him.
“Do you tend to run away from your problems instead of facing them?” he finally let go but his chest was pressed to mine with both hands on either side of my body.
“Only when I can’t find a solution.” I said honestly.
“Look little girl if you stay in your art class I promise to not harass you anymore.”
“Harass!?” I shouted. I finally realized that he’s the enemy and I shouldn’t even have my chest pressed to his. I pushed him away causing him to almost fall but he steadied himself before he could.
“You didn’t just harass me. You made me hate coming to school!”
“Mary I-
‘No Harry, you know what? I will stay but it’s now my turn to make your life miserable. You are going to wish you had never met me. I may be fifteen but I am capable of a lot of things.” I said angrily.
“Trust me little girl you do not know who you are messing with.” He stated with mad eyes.
“I’ll take the risk.”
Notes
HAY !
so here it is cx
umm since not very many people read this story i'll just update under someone's request and i'll update as soon as possible.
Ugh this story is killing me! I love it!!!
6/22/15