Chapter 20

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"Listen and your going to listen to me good." He said growling. I turned my face as he pressed me against the closed door. I could no longer see aything besides his dark hoodie shoulder. "I love you". He whispered in my ear. This made my heart skip a beat. But why don't I believe he truly loves me? His breathing started getting heavy all of a sudden. "Tell me!!" He said pulling back. "Tell you what!? That you broke my heart!?" I asked him. He picked me up. "What are you doing!?" I asked. "Don't struggle. You'll cause a scene." He whispered then threw me over his shoulder. I just cried as he took us out of the school.

"What did I say about these clothes!?" He asked. Well shouted. "Their clothes. It's better than what miss pom poms was wearing today." I snap. His face closed in on mine. I sucked in a breath. "Your showing too much." He said running his hands through his hair. "Please. If I wore the other top then I would've been showing everything!" I said. His face wasn't losing the redness. In fact it was growing. I looked at his lips. I shook my head and looked away. He turned my head back towards him. Oh. So that's what they meant when they said he was bipolar. His eyes were much softer and kinder. I trusted him. Its probably a stupid move but it seemed right.Like drawn to each other, he picks me up and brings me over to the couch. "I'll have to choose your clothes for you." He said. We were at his house and I guess today we won't be in school. "No. I'm good." I say. "Well you belong to me so I'm choosing them." He said. "You don't own me." I said pulling away.

He pulls me back over. "What did I say?" He asked. "Nothing." I said. "Stop being mad. I don't like it." He said and pinned me on the couch. "Seriously?" I asked. "I'm sorry okay." He said. I looked to the side. His lips then made contact with my face making me jump. He smiled slightly as he gave me kisses. "I love you." He said and kissed me. I kissed him back. I felt him smile. He's definately bipolar. His hands poked at me. "I get it." I say rolling my eyes. He pulled away. "So your still not going to say anything?" He asked. I looked at him confused. He got off me and pulled me up. "Why are you so forceful?" I asked. "Come here." He said walking towards a room. "Uh..." I say. He walked over. "If I tell you to do something, you do it". He said. I didn't budge. "You don't own me." I said. He took my waist. "Come. I should show you." He said. Huh? His eyes had a very dark color. Help.
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