Chapter 3 The kiss

After class Salvatore didn't wait, he instantly stood up from his seat and walked out of class

I turned to look at Mia who had a sad look on her face as she watched him leave. She shifted to me, “This is all because of you!” She shouted, her finger pointed at me.

She marched towards me and anna and lola followed behind her, “Salvatore hurt her because of you, you deserve to be punished” Lola’s brow raised.

Before I could say a word, Lola grabbed my ponytail and began to drag me out of class, “stop…please," I begged, but she didn't listen, students watched as she dragged me into the girls bathroom.

She took me to the shower section and tossed me against the tiled floor, Anna immediately stepped forward, a sly grin on her face as she turned the son.

I tried to stand up but Mia kicked me back down, the heel of her shoes pressed against my shoulder causing a stabbing pain,"Where do you think you are going you stinky rat!” She hissed.

I felt the water soak into my uniform, each and every inch of me was wet.

“Let's see how to attend classes like that," Mia smirked, the girls high fives each other and marched out of the bathroom while the rest of the students stared at me.

With tears in my eyes I slowly stood up from the floor and turned off the shower, the water stopped running immediately. As the students burned their gaze into my skin, I rushed into one of the stalls and locked myself in it.

Tears streamed down my face as I placed my back against the wall and slid down it.

This was my life now, constant bullying.

Soon all the students who had had their fill of the situation walked out of the bathroom. I was alone here drenched in water and crying my heart out.

I couldn't tell mom about my situation at school, she would worry too much and I didn't want that, even if I did she would never dare stand up against rich people.

I sat in the bathroom for an hour until I stopped crying, I stood up from the floor and took my clothes off, as I squeezed the liquid from my clothes into the toilet the main bathroom floor suddenly opened and somebody walked in.

My brow raised as the person walked around the bathroom, each footstep low and calculated, “Who is that?” I asked , scared that Mia had returned.

“Lyra," Salvatore’s hoarse voice said.

“Huh? What are you doing in the girls bathroom?”.

He walked towards the stall I was in and tried to open the door, “Can I come in?”

I wrapped my hands around myself like a blanket, “I'm practically naked,"

“Oh…," A white bag suddenly slid in through the stall door and hit my leg.

My brow raised, “This is what is this?,"

“New clothes," he responded curtly, “We have homework, tutor me later," he said and walked out of the bathroom before I could even say a word.

I quickly reached into the bag and pulled out the contents. It was a brand new uniform, my mouth opened in awe. Just a few days ago Salvatore and I were strangers and suddenly he's my protector?

I pressed my hands against my chest as my heart raced, my feelings for him were spiraling.

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That night, after I had helped my mother with the chores I went up to Salvatore's bedroom.

I knocked on the door but there was no answer, I knocked again and I suddenly spun around in shock as I heard Sinclair's door yank open across the hall.

Salvatore stormed out in anger, he was dressed in a pair of black pants and a black T-shirt that clung onto his skin like a glove. I watched him walk around to his side of the mansion, his head fixed to the ground, mumbling angry words to himself. As he drew closer to me his eyes went up and he saw me.

I took a step back , my books tightly clutched against my chest, his eyes were red, he seemed to be forcing in tears, “Is this not a good time?” I asked.

“Come in” his voice was cold, he walked into his room and held the door open.

I quickly walked in and headed to his desk to place the book on it, “Science is one of the hardest subjects," I said as I turned to face him, “it will take longer for you to…”i froze as I saw his head against the door, both of his arms were tightly pressed against it.

“Are you okay?," I slowly walked towards him, he didn't respond. “Salvatore” I said softly as I placed my hand on his shoulder.

He tried to face me. His face had turned red and tears streamed down his face. “Maybe this isn't the right time for this Lyra, take your books and go” his voice shook as he moved to the bed to sit.

I quickly followed him and sat beside him, “What is it?”.

“You don't have to pretend that you care," he looked away.

“No," I placed his hand on his chin and drew it to face me, “I do care," my brows pinched together, can't your dad give you enough time to boost your grades? You can tell him I'm tutoring you”

“It was never about the grades Lyra” he stood up from the bed and walked forward.

“What is it about?”

He exhaled.

“Is it something you can't talk about?”

“It's family…stuff”

I stood up and walked towards him, “I think you should talk to somebody and get it off your chest,"

His red eyes turned to me, “Promise you can keep a secret?”

I nodded, “Yes , I swear, I mean who could I possibly tell if I wanted to? Everybody hates me at school”

“I don't hate you” he swallowed.

I blinked as his eyes narrowed on me.

“My mother died from a heart attack three years ago,"

My heart sank, “Oh…I'm so sorry,"

“Its not your fault, it's that bastard,"

My brow raised, “Who?”

“My dad” he answered, “Mother has always had a weak heart, and Dad has made me believe that that is what caused her heart attack, but I recently found out that he was having an affair and Mom found out about it.”

My hand flew to my mouth.

“She…she died because of him.” The words felt like a knife in his throat.

“I'm so sorry.” I spread my arms and attempted to hug him and froze halfway. I quickly pulled away, but before I could take a step back, he grabbed my shirt and pulled me against himself.

He wrapped his arms around me and cried on my shoulder.

I could only pat his back, but the pain in his heart…who could heal it?

After a few minutes he had stopped sobbing, and he pulled away from the hug. “Thank you.”

I smiled. "It's fine,"

His brows suddenly pinched together as his gaze fell on my shoulder; he gently pushed my hair to the side. “You are bruised.”

“Oh…it's just one of Mia's little tricks; she kicked me on the shoulder today with her heel and…”

His fingers brushed against it, and I winced in pain. His eyes moved to meet mine; his once cold gaze had turned soft. “It still hurts?”

I nodded.

He pushed the fabric further to the side, his eyes lingered on mine, as he swallowed. His lips drew closer to me, and my breath stopped as his lips touched my shoulder.

He placed a soft kiss on the bruise. Again and again.

His hands gripped my shoulders tightly as he went up to meet mine; my cheeks turned red.

Salvatore kissed me?

Why would he do that?

I have been invisible to him for weeks and now he kissed me?

His eyes searched mine as his hand rested on my chin; he tilted it up, and my blood flushed as his lips drew closer to mine.