When The Moon Howls

Chapter Two

2. Goodbye

An hour later while still watching the football players train the school bell rings. "Damn it!" I sigh, "I was just about the finish". Trying to finish off my sketch of Marcus and one of the football players named Deacon. Fran and I are about to leave until we hear Sarah and the pack of hyenas walking up on to the bleaches.

I wanted to leave before they caught us under here, but Fran had other plans as I watched her sneak closer to overhear their conversation. I stomp my feet quietly trying to get her to come back so we could go but she refused to listen. She holds up a finger to her mouth before waving her hand to tell me to come to her. I roll my eyes and eventually head over to where she was standing.

We listen closely as we hear her talk about Marcus and something about the mating season. I looked at Fran with a confused expression as she continued to listen to Sarah talk. Then suddenly I hear my name getting mentioned. "Why the heck are they talking about me?" I questioned. We turn to listen some more when we realised Sarah and her crew were no longer there. I scratch my head confused until suddenly I am pulled by my hair.

"What are you doing here freak? Why are you spying on us?" Sarah snapped while dragging me across the dry grass. "LET ME GO!" I shouted as I kick and scream trying to get her to let go of my hair. One of the girls had Fran holding her tight with one hand over her mouth.

Suddenly I feel Sarah's fist hit my face as if I was hit by a rock. My vision became a tad blurry as I blink slowly. Sarah punches my face again but this time harder than the first one and I black out completely. "YOU STUPID b***h!" was all I could hear before hearing a loud growl.

When I awoke, I found myself in the medical room with an ice pack on my head laid upon the bed. My head started to hurt but not as much as my face. I could barely open one of my eyes and my lower lip felt sore and swollen. That b***h! I thought to myself, one day I'm going to hurt her the way she hurt me.

I looked up at the clock that was hanging over the door and it read quarter to four. Holy banana's I had been here for ages school had finished fifteen minutes ago I thought to myself. I try to get up, but my body was in so much pain that I ended up lying back down. "Hello?" I shouted,' Is anyone there? I questioned.

Marcus walks in with a pained expression across his face. "Sammy are you OK?" he questions as he approaches me. I nodded before seeing my brother walk in with an angry look. Oh no now I'm in trouble. The school medical doctor Susan walks in after Julius. "That was a mighty fall you had today Samantha" she spoke firmly as she took the ice pack off my head.

My head felt numb but this headache I had wouldn't go away. I gave her a confused look before looking over at Marcus then Julius. "Marcus said he saw you fall from the bleaches when he was training or wasn't it true?" she questioned. I looked over at Marcus nodding his head as if to say that happened. I nodded before trying to get up. "Samantha you have to lay back down I still need to check your wounds before you go home" she ordered. I slowly lay my head back down onto the pillow.

Once she was done, she asked who was taking me home. Though Julius said he would. Marcus looked at him with angry eyes before scooping me up bridal style and carrying me into his jeep. I got to say it felt good being in his arms, but I wonder why he insisted on taking me home.

I have rejected his invitation to his home, I have walked into him today and now he's taking me home. All this happened in one day. The day I dreamed of being in his arms since I was six years old.

Marcus was driving while Julius was on the passenger side while I'm laying flat in the back seat. "Are you OK back there?" Marcus questioned. I nodded before my eyes grew heavy and not long after I fell asleep. Suddenly I hear the car stop then the drivers and passenger door slam shut. Marcus carries me out bridal style and carries me inside.

His muscular arms were so warm and he's carrying me as if I weigh like paper. We approach the stairs before I tell him to put me down, please. He smiled before putting me down softly. "Do you need help upstairs Sam?" Marcus questioned. I shook my head as I walked up the stairs slowly while hiding my face. As I reached the top I turned and thanked him before entering my room.

Luckily, he didn't take me to my room or else he would have seen the state of my room and boy it was a mess. Clothes everywhere, papers screwed up into a ball on the floor. My bed a mess like I haven't made it in years. Can't forget the photo I have of him on my laptop.

There was a sudden knock at my door being too lazy to check I ask them to enter as I go through my f*******: page. "Hey, Darling! I heard what happened today. Are you OK?" She questions. I nodded while still glued to my phone. "Well love there is someone here wanting to say goodbye" she muttered before taking a step to the side. In walks Marcus.

"s**t!" I said to myself as I quickly try to get up to stop him from entering my room, but I was too late. "I'll leave you two to it," my mother said as she closes, the door behind her. "I like your room, Samantha," said Marcus as his eyes looked at each wall before looking at the floor until he sees my laptop.

"HEY! Is that me?" he questioned as he walks towards my laptop. I slam it shut, shaking my head. He puts me aside and opens it again. "It is me," he says smiling as he pulls his phone out. "This is going to be embarrassing but I have one of you too?" he shyly says before showing me a picture of me smiling with my brownish hair blowing in the wind brushed across my face, wearing a black jumper.

My eyes grew big in shook as I stare at it a little while longer. What the heck I don't even know when that photo was taken. I don't even have it on my phone. I glare at him smiling. "I stole this photo from Julius I hope that's OK?" he questions. "I think your very beautiful Samantha" he giggles as his cheeks go bright red.

Hang on he doesn't even know me or was it a trick to get me to talk to him I questioned myself. Forcing me to raise one eyebrow. "I'm sorry, I'll just delete it" he glares at me as his eyes become glassy. "It's OK Marcus you can keep it if you like, I like that one of me too. Do you mind sending it to me?" I questioned. He nodded as I give him my number for him to text me. We exchange a quick awkward hug before saying goodbye. This happens I must be dreaming as I lay down on to my pillow. What in the world I thought to myself smiling.

This day was the best minus my swollen lip and splitting headache this day was the best.