Chapter 2

Soften The Blow

When I walked into my father and brother's funeral, all eyes were on me.

They stared, and whispered, some with pity in their eyes, but most of them with judgement.

I remember that feeling. The twist of my stomach, the taste of bile in my throat and the pounding of my heart.

As I walk into that first classroom, with Aiden beside me and his arm still around my shoulder, I feel exactly like I did then.

Everyone takes their eyes from the board where Mr. Admas is teaching and they stare right at me like I have elephant ears on the sides of my head. I hear a loud whistle, as if someone is shocked at the sight of us at the door.

I swallow and turn to Mr. Admas, who raises an eyebrow.

He looks us up and down, "Aiden. You're late."

Aiden clicks his tongue and winks, "I have a pass from the office."

Mr. Admas takes the slip from his fingers, reading it quickly and places it on his desk. "Take your seat."

Aiden lowers his arm from my shoulder, letting his fingertips drag down my skin and he squeezes my waist. "I'll save a seat for you."

"Where's your pass?"

I feel my cheeks heat. "I-I don't have one."

He crosses his arms on his chest. "You're late."

"I know, but-" I swallow, ignoring the whispers that echo around the room. "I'm new?"

Mr. Admas narrows his eyes. "I know. That doesn't excuse your tardiness."

I wrap my arms around my waist, grimacing as some of the kids laugh from their

seats.

you

heat and

delay our class anymore than

gaze and stare at my feet as I walk down to the back of the class. I try to look for an empty seat, but before I can scan

looks down at me, smiling wide. "I told

his arm around my shoulder. It's enough to make

I exhale. "Thank you."

his hand to my thigh and squeezes it just like how he did with my waist.

me. "They can eat you alive here, but if you stick with me, I can

at that, falling into myself as I hunker down and pay attention to Mr.

clench. I ignore the heat that travels from the pit of my stomach to the

thumb rubs circles on my

ring on his thumb, and a chain around his wrist. Callouses on his fingers give truth

"Where you from?"

leaning his head on his arm as he places his elbow down on top of the

looking up to Mrs. Reece, who is chewing on gummy worms at her desk. We have Science

smiled at me and passed out sheets for us to

"Florida."

whistles, "That's a long move

I nod, slightly smiling.

"Why'd you leave?"

smell of blood as

over my scar and blink

he looks to the scar on my wrist. I hide it beneath the

desk, looking up at the clock hanging from the wall behind her. “I have

blow out a breath.

will be

up," Aiden

heart slams in my chest.

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