Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

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.

write you

and my stomach

not delay our

the class. I try to look for an empty seat, but before I can scan the whole classroom, a strong arm bands

wide. "I told you I'd save you

pulls my chair until it smacks against his and he wraps his arm around my shoulder. It's enough to make everyone

I exhale. "Thank you."

pulls back, lowering his hand to my thigh and squeezes it just like how he did with my

alive here,

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

his fingers clench. I ignore the heat that travels from the

his thumb rubs circles on my thigh. The way the veins in his

his fingers

"Where you from?"

desk, leaning his head on his arm as he places his elbow down on

look up from my work, looking up to Mrs. Reece, who is chewing on gummy worms at her desk. We have Science after English, and, again, Aiden finds a way to park his behind right next to

intimidating than Mr. Admas, she smiled at me and passed

"Florida."

a

I nod, slightly smiling.

"Why'd you leave?"

the smell of gasoline, and chemicals, the smell of blood as I take in the crushed metal and the burn on my

thumb over my scar and blink back to the

study me, they narrow. He doesn't believe me, and he looks to the scar on my wrist. I hide it beneath the desk and I'm

for homework," Mrs. Reece stands from her desk, looking up at the clock hanging from the wall behind her. “I have a

a

be your final

Aiden

heart slams in my chest.