Fiona Pov I stormed outside with anger, I hated what Marcus was doing and I wanted it to stop. Now I didn’t even want friends anymore I just wanted peace of mind because this thing Marcus was doing wasn’t give him a piece of mind and if I needed to find a friend through just my tired I don’t want a Friend . I don’t want to drag anybody’s child into this mess because they might see Marcus killing people just like I did that it’s not a good site to see trust me I’m speaking from experience.“ are you ready to leave” he said acting clueless. I knew that he knows why I went into the classroom and what I talked to Mr Gilbert about Marcus is not a dumb person he knows everything and he just pretends to be dumb and now he wants to act like he doesn’t know what I’m talking about when he knows what I’m talking about. “ Michaels you know what I’m talking about or why you came outside pissed because you’re the reason and you know you are the reason so why are you acting clueless all of a sud
After finishing my dinner, I went to the living room to watch TV. I made a point not to look at Marcus, not to acknowledge his presence. I didn't want to care, I didn't want to feel anything for him anymore.But then, I heard a hiss of pain from the kitchen. My heart was telling me to look, to see what was going on, but my mind was telling me to ignore it. I didn't want to show that I cared, I didn't want to give him any more power over me.But I couldn't ignore it. I couldn't ignore the pain in his voice. So, I got up from the couch and walked towards the kitchen. When I got there, I saw that Marcus was bleeding, he had cut himself while trying to make a meal.My heart was torn, I didn't want to help him, I didn't want to give him any more chances to hurt me. But I couldn't just stand there and watch him suffer. So, I rushed to help him, grabbing a towel and pressing it to the cut."What happened?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady."I was just trying to make dinner and I slipp
FionaI stumbled my way to the bathroom, feeling groggy from the deep sleep I had just come out of. I flipped on the light switch and blinked a few times as my eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness. I splashed some water on my face and rubbed my eyes, feeling refreshed.I took a deep breath and gazed at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess and there were bags under my eyes, but I was still determined to start the day feeling refreshed and ready for anything. I dug through my toiletry bag for my toothbrush and toothpaste, and went to work on freshening up my mouth.Next, I grabbed my hairbrush and ran it through my tangled locks, working out the knots and tangles. I could feel the bristles of the brush running smoothly through my hair, leaving it feeling soft and silky. I took my time, wanting to make sure I looked and felt my best before climbing back into bed.Finally, I returned to my room and slipped under the covers, ready to get some more rest. The sun was just starting to p
Fiona Pov I walked into my classroom, bracing myself for the usual cold reception from my classmates. Just as I expected, no one acknowledged my presence. I took a deep breath, trying to push down the anger building inside of me.I greeted Mr. Gilbert, but he just walked past me without a word. I felt my heart drop. After our talk yesterday, I thought he would at least say hi. But no, it was like I didn't even exist.I sat down at my desk, fuming. I couldn't believe that everyone still hated me, even after I had tried to make amends. All I wanted was for someone to give me a chance, but it seemed like that would never happen.As the lesson started, I found it hard to concentrate. All I could think about was the injustice of it all. I was tired of being the outcast, the one everyone picked on.The bell rang and I gathered my things, still seething. I was done with this place, done with the constant rejection and indifference. As I walked out of the classroom, I made a promise to mysel
Fiona Pov I was standing outside the coffee shop, tapping my foot impatiently. Marcus was supposed to pick me up 10 minutes ago, but he was nowhere in sight. I checked my phone for the umpteenth time, but still no message or call from him. I was getting more and more frustrated by the minute. I had been looking forward to this day for weeks, and now it was being ruined by Marcus's tardiness. I mean, what could be more important than picking me up on time? I had made it clear that we needed to stick to a schedule today, but it seemed like Marcus didn't care. Just as I was about to call him, I saw his car pull up. I marched over to the passenger side, yanked open the door, and plopped down in the seat. I didn't even bother to say hello. "What took you so long?" I asked, my voice sharp. "Come on, get in," Marcus replied, ignoring my question. I hesitated for a moment, but then walked over to the passenger side and opened the door. As I settled into my seat, I couldn't help but feel
I glared at him, feeling more and more frustrated by the minute. How could he be so insensitive and careless about something that meant so much to me? I had been looking forward to this day for weeks, and now it was being ruined by Marcus's tardiness and lack of consideration. "Sorry isn't good enough," I said, my voice shaking with anger. "You're always doing this. You never take me or any of my plans seriously. I'm tired of being treated like an afterthought." Marcus didn't reply, and the car was filled with an awkward silence. I could feel the tension between us, and I knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg. Our relationship as bodyguard and client had been strained for some time, and it seemed like today was just the final straw. I spent the rest of the car ride in silence, thinking about all the times Marcus had let me down and ignored my feelings. I was done with being taken for granted and treated like a doormat. It was time for me to stand up for myself and demand th
I woke up early this morning, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness in my chest. Today was the day I was going to have a conversation with Nero, and I wanted to be prepared for it. I took a deep breath and started getting ready for breakfast.As I got dressed, I couldn't help but think about the meeting. Nero was one of the most nicest people in the city and I wanted to make a good impression on him. I wanted to show him that I was confident and knowledgeable, but at the same time, I didn't want to come off as arrogant.I spent some time in front of the mirror, making sure that my hair was in place and that my clothes were neat and tidy. I didn't want to have any distractions during the talk, so I made sure that everything was just right.Finally, I made my way to the dining room, my mind still focused on the upcoming conversation. I was so lost in thought that I didn't even notice Marcus sitting at the table, until he spoke up."Good morning," he said with a gruff smirk."O
Fiona Pov I was finally ready to move past the argument with Nero and start fresh. I was grateful for the good night's sleep and felt refreshed and rejuvenated. I knew that talking to Nero was the right thing to do and I didn't want to hold any grudges against him. After all, I was still attracted to him and I didn't want that to change.I took a relaxing shower, trying to clear my mind and focus on the day ahead. I carefully picked out my outfit for the day, opting for a simple top and jeans paired with sneakers. I wanted to look presentable but also comfortable for the day ahead.I made my way down to the kitchen, where Marcus, was waiting for me. I greeted him with a smile and sat down at the table."Good morning," Marcus said, pouring me a cup of coffee."Good morning," I replied, taking a sip of the warm liquid."Today, we're going out for breakfast," Marcus announced. "I thought it would be a nice change of pace."I was pleasantly surprised by the news and eagerly got ready to