Make It Rain-The End

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Chapter 1There was too much chatting in the canteen today, the shouts and

whispers combined sounded like a steam train, the whispers- the

smoke dispersing itself into the air and the shouts the wheels

grinding against the track-although it felt more like the inside of my

skull. Usually all you could hear was murmurs shared on tables and

the occasional over enthusiastic laugh from the cool kids table,

where Joey Sanchez was attempting to win over one of the year 11

girls, who would rather be biting her perfectly manicured nails than

being seen with him. But today was different because it was the first

rugby match of the season and it was being played at home after

school, so everyone was going to watch.

To me, it was just another day.

I didnt plan on staying after school to watch the match as the noisewould be even more unbearable than the canteen but I suspected

that cat-my best-friend who was in love with the whole rugby squad-

would have an ace up her sleeve, which would require me to go.

Catherine felicity le Grande and I had only met 3 years prior to this

day, yet we were inseparable...sometimes. You see cats one of

those, sporty, actress, singer types-not that you cant tell that from

her name-and I was...well...me. I was one of those loner type people.

The kind that liked the peace and quiet of the country side or looking

at the stars with a flask of hot chocolate and imagining the harsh

flame that emanated from them.

Dont ask me how we ended up being best-friends, because honestly,

I dont know. But somehow when the stars aligned, our paths

crossed and we became inseparable.


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As my mind wondered to my plans for later that day-doing

homework, laundry and reading-I noticed cats eyes dart to the door.

It wasnt an unusual thing, cat liked to be nosy, but the way her

whole body stood to attention and she began to flick her hair in amovie star attempt, caught my gaze. I turned my head to look back

at the door and saw the whole rugby team swagger through, with

eye candy dangling on their arm.

And walking through behind them, with his eyes on the floor, was

Thomas king the third member of our trio. He was such an adorable

guy and fancied the pants of cat, but would never bring himself toask her out. Tom had been my friend since year 1 and since he lived

next door, we had grown up together. But thats all we were friends.

We had tried going out in year 7 but it became awkward when

everyone would try and force us to kiss everywhere we went, so we

decided just staying friends, was the best idea.

As he strolled toward us now i saw that his face was drawn and helooked angry and depressed. I didnt like it when tom was upset,

cause that made me upset and right now with this agonizing head-

ache, i couldnt be dealing with it. He slumped down in a chair

across from me and cat, slamming his bag down on the table, which

brought cats attention back to our table and the question in her

head which she was debating on asking me, She then seen toms face

and seemed to store it away for later.

Whats up hunk? cat asked brightly, tom snapped to attention at

the nick-name she used for him and rewarded her with a warm

smile, before remembering he was upset and slouching back in his

seat.

Nothing he mumbled back and scowled at his bag.


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Awww, come on tom whatever it is, it cant be that bad! cat

rushed round the table to give tom a bear hug- which practically

made toms eyes bug out of their sockets-before planting a sloppy

kiss on his cheek which made him recoil from the embrace.

Come on Tommy, tell auntie catty whats the matter. I couldnt

help the laugh that escaped my lips then, which tom rewarded me

with by staring daggers at me. However he couldnt keep up the

charade whilst cat was planting sloppy kisses all over his face, so he

grabbed cat and gave her a nuggie, a grin spreading across his face.

I cant help but love you cat!

All laughter stopped abruptly at the table and awkwardness filled the

gap. Cat was still in toms arms as he was in Cats but they were both

looking in opposite directions as they detached. Cat wasnt clueless

to the crush tom had on her, but it wasnt a popular topic of

conversation the three of us shared.

When the awkwardness really did start to get ridiculous, I decided to

step in.

So, whats up? I asked hoping tom would answer me and rid our

table of the awkwardness.

i got grouped with almost the whole rugby squad for our drama

assignment! I dont see how out of a class of almost thirty i get theonly 6 rugby squadrons in the class in my group. Its ridiculous i

mean...

Tom had gone into awkward talking mode-rushing to get words out

and make a conversation, even if it was with himself-which overfilled

the silence and just made everything awkward again, Which is why I

was thankful that at that precise moment the bell decided to ringand I remembered all of our next classes were separate.


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Hoping to avoid the question that i knew from cats face had began

brewing in her head the second the silence started, i hurriedly

gathered my things and made a bee-line for the door.

LUCIE!! LUCIE!! I tried to pretend I couldnt hear her but she had

managed to catch up to me and slipped in front of my path.

LUCIE! I just thought Id tell you, Were going to the match after

school, and theres nothing you can do about it! catch Ya later!

She practically ran from reach before i could tell her i wasnt going,

and danced into the fog that was the student body.

I only had two more lessons before the match and each of them had

no chance of cheering me up. This may have been because they were

both the same subject not to mention the subject I hated most but

then again it may be because my outlook for the rest of the day

wasnt great.

The reason i hated my history class so much was not because of thesubject, after all i found history fascinating but because of the pupils

in my class. Basically history was the option everyone chose to get

out of doing everything else, things like physics, French and textiles.

However i was the only one in the class, except from Jeremy-no-

mates in the opposite corner, that chose the class because it

interested me.

I walked through the history room door frame and shuffled to my

seat whilst everyone else barged in behind me rushing to theirs in

feigned anticipation of the class. This term we were learning about

the myth of Frankenstein which would then tie into the myth of

Dracula and so on.

I find Mary Shelley is a brilliant author but authors never producefact. Fact is what I thrive on. I like to know things that are real


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instead of entertaining the thought of imagination. For me

imagination is for sad people who cant find anything good in their

life so attempt to make an alternate universe in which the impossible

is possible. Imagination bores me.

Mr bax-pratt walks in at that moment and yells at the class to

quieten down. This has a unique effect on my head as instead of my

headache causing pain in my head, my right eye is now causing me

excruciating pain and i cant open it.

Guys and girls quieten down! We have a lot to do in the next two

hours!

And there goes my left eye.

Lucie are you alright?

I strain to open my left eye, it being the last thing I felt and find Mrs

Williams the school nurse hovering over me.

Damn, I mustve blacked out. My eyes drooped closed again and Im

left in darkness, but I can still hear. I think Im in Mrs Williams room,

but I cant be too sure as I dont pay her a visit too often, theres a

car humming slowly around the front car-park and students running

round the netball court to the side of the building but from the

corridor i hear nothing.

Interesting, where am i?

I force my right eye to open this time, as i try to assess the situation

and find three other people in the room, including miss Williams.

One I recognise as Neil Jones who Sits behind me in history class. He

looks really awkward sat there and when Mrs Williams sees me

looking at him with my one eye and tells him he can leave, he


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couldnt look more relieved, he bolts to the door and scampers down

the corridor putting as much space as he can between me and him,

knowing hell get teased, for having to be the one to help me, when

he gets back to history.

The second person who i find is holding my hand, i know is Cat. As

soon as i collapsed or whatever happened to me, a text would have

gone around and inevitably found Its way to Cats phone. She would

have over exaggerated and told the teacher i was dying to get her

out of her class so she could check on me. She would have also have

been happy she got out of her GCSE Spanish class as she still after awhole year only knows yes and no in Spanish.

The third person i do not recognise, but immediately think he is the

finest thing i have ever seen. He has black shaggy hair that dangles

down to a well defined jaw, which when you follow the strong

carved line with your eyes, you become entranced by his full pink lips

which compliment the brown of his eyes. Also he has a scar thatspans from his right temple to the left side of his jaw line. This

however does not mar his beauty one bit, he looks almost like a god

as the light shines through the window and brightens up his face.

Hes the most beautiful thing i have ever seen.

So just as i come out of my trance like state i was in whilst i wasstaring at his face i am very surprised to find him staring right back at

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Chapter 2Hello,

She seemed to freeze where she laid, her eyes smouldering intomine, she was just so beautiful, what if shes gone into shock? Shes

not responding to me.

are you okay?

Oh my goodness, i hope she was not very ill, i would not want her to

become sick and have to stay off school, i would not be able to see

her.

uhhhh, hi. Such a sweet voice, like fresh honey on a summer

afternoon, its good to know she is okay.

hello, are you feeling better?i hope she doesnt think i am

obsessed by her being, though i fear i have become...

um, yes thank you... may i ask who you are?

...oh so much!

oh, I am sorry I did not introduce my person to you, I am Adam. I

held out my hand for her to shake, but the girl beside her is reluctant

to let go of her hand. For some reason she is upset by this. The other

girl is still glaring.

I slowly withdraw my hand whilst looking at the girl. Wondering as

her gaze shifts why she reacted like that. But i already know why, not

many people trust the boy with the huge scar.

I see a tear leak from the corner of her eye which she immediately

wipes to the side, whilst looking confused as to why it appeared.


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hi Adam, Im Lucie sorry about my friend here shes a little

protective, lucie shoots daggers at her friend as if to tell her to back

off however her friend feigns innocents and looks away, i am sure

they will continue their silent conversation when i leave.

so, um may i ask, why your here? her simple question makes me

laugh as really i am not sure.

i am playing the rugby. I laugh and smile at my own answer, it is

not the answer she wanted, as for the actual answer i am not sure

myself as to what it is yet.

oh, so you are playing for the opposite team? she decides to

continue the conversation in the way in which i turned it however i

know she will be curious as to what the real answer is.

no mevrouw, i am playing on the school team, i came to school last

month.

She seems shocked at the word i just used to address her, i also donot think she has noticed me around school, which is good, except

from the fact that now i have introduced myself my whole plan has

just collapsed.

oh, i havent seen you around, so who do you hang out with?

Of course, you have not seen me i have been trying to be

inconspicuous, until now. What is else did she say, i do not recognise

those words?

hang out with? I do not know meaning...

who are you friends with? shes going to think Im some kind of

freak, even though i am...


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i do not have friends at the moment, so i usually sit by myself

outside, that way people are not tempted to laugh.

Ive started rambling now. Yet its just so easy to keep talking in her

presence.

are you not lonely, when you sit by yourself?

Her eyes have grown sincere and she tries to sit up, however as the

blood rushes to her head, she becomes dizzy and has to lie down

again.

i am not, no. I like to be outside, there is so much to see and hear,

so much to feel... i let the sentence trail of knowing that she knows

what i say is true as she has felt it too.

well as much as this conversationis lovely and all, im going to

return to Spanish as i really need to catch up. Lucie ill see you after

school, meet me at the top of the stands, ill get the seats. She does

not acknowledge my presence as she leaves, though i feel she isangry with me. The feeling is not unfamiliar to me.

um, yeah see you there. She seems to have been brought out of a

trance as she responds, however she remains on the bed.

The silence is all encompassing as we each stare into the others

eyes, i feel i can see to her soul, bright and radiant shining straight

out of her eyes and into mine disrupting the dark, wrong workings of

my soul. Will she see my soul and cringe away or will she be oblivious

and continue to stalk toward the danger?

The knock at the door brings each of us out of the others eyes and

disrupts my train of though.

Mrs Williams, re-enters and is shocked to see me in the corner still.


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Leuwenhoek, why are you still here? You should have returned to

class 20 minutes ago!

I am sorry Mrs. Williams, I will go now.

I do not want to leave, but know I have to, I need to get away from

her, to be able to think.

I rise to leave the room but am stopped by a hand on my arm. The

girl has risen and is reaching out her hand for mine. I turn to face her

but accidentally make her lose her balance which causes her to fall

backwards. In the second before I cradle her head in my palm, somany images of her in pieces flicker through my mind that I am too

overcome by a force I have no control over and fall to the floor.

We lay there in a stunned silence, staring at each other, both of us

trying to recall the seconds that have just passed. In the back of my

mind I can hear Mrs Williams shouting at us both, but for that to

interrupt the moment I would have to act irrationally. I see in her

eyes she also does not want the moment to end, but being the

sweet, smart girl she is, she returns to her feet and holds out her

hand to me to help me up. I take it without a moments hesitation

and feel the weight of a metaphor being placed upon that action.

ummm, I should get going, thank you Mrs. Williams.

Throughout the whole statement she could not take her eyes of meas I could not release mine from hers.

are you sure you are okay Lucie?

nothing I cant handle Mrs Williams, thank you again. Adam she

nodded slowly to me before fleeing the room.


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After saying farewell to Mrs Williams I followed after the girl an

unidentifiable pull resonating from within my chest. However as I

peered into the corridor I found she had disappeared.


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The stands quietened as the bus slowed to a stop and the doors

opened. Rugby season was always a big event at our school because

we had one of the best teams in the county, that didnt subtract

from the amount of tension though.

As the first member of the opposing team stepped off of the coach a

huge cheer filled the air which brought my attention to my head,

only to find that Mrs. Williams must have gave me some painkillers

because my headache was no longer there.

Reverting my focus back to the pitch i saw that the opposing team

had now began to walk toward our team. I scanned our team once

again and again failed to find Adam. Is he really on the school team?

Or did he lie? But why would he lie?

i then remembered that he had not answered my earlier question

properly, why was he there earlier?

A whistle distracted me from my train of thought and i noticed the

ball being launched into the air. Cat was beside me screaming her

head off in excitement as the ball was raced up the pitch by one of

the team, then it was thrown to a second team member and so on.

All i could see from the top of the stands was a blur of people

running to and fro on the pitch whilst throwing a ball around. For me

rugby was a stupid sport that for some reason fascinated the south-

west of the united kingdom imparticularly. Sure I had to watch the

rugby on the television every autumn with the family but so did

every other person on this side of the country.

The ball continued to be thrown backwards on the pitch further

away from our goal whilst the crowd waited in bated breath. Soon

though it would be carried back towards the goal just to be reversed

once again.


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I turned to Cat to ask her opinion on what happened earlier, after all

the match was holding no interest for me.

Cat? she wasnt too happy that I had interrupted her viewing, you

could tell from her expression, but she answered me all the same.

yeah, whats up?

I paused wondering how to phrase my question. She turned to look

at me with wondering eyes.

umm, so what actually happened to me earlier? I had chickened

out at the last moment, and now had to continue a totally different

conversation.

oh sweetie, you still dont know? Well, I heard from Tillie, who

heard from Mackenzie, who heard from Sarah, who heard from Ben

that you just collapsed in the middle of history class and fell off of

your seat. Everyone thought it was really funny at first, just you being

really clumsy but when you started having a fit, Mr. Bax-Pratt toldNeil and Ben to take you down to Mrs. Williams and make sure you

were okay, but when I got there Ben had bailed and left Neil to check

on you. He wasnt looking overly excited about it so when Mrs.

Williams seen you open your eye she told Neil he could go. And then

wellyou were awake so you know the rest.

I tried to sift through this new information that I didnt originallywant but now had the weight of, imagining how bad history class

was going to be on Thursday.

Cat had returned her attention back to the game and started

bouncing in her seat as the ball was rushed up field.

I began rethinking how I could phrase what I wanted to ask Cat when

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the source of all the excitement, to find that the ball was being

rushed back up the field.

I didnt think anything ofit at first, I just thought it would be caught

and returned to the opposite side of the pitch. But instead of

stopping at the 22 meter line it had breached the boundary and

continued being carried toward the try line.

At this point I stood up for no reason, after all I dont normally get

excited over rugby, but this was different. I focused my eyes on the

player trying to figure out from his speed and style of stride who it

was.

After all every member of the school rugby team had a unique style

of stride. It was what gave them an advantage over other teams.

Ben-who carried me from history class apparently-has a quick stride

making it hard for him to slip or get tripped up. Harry-in my English

class-has a loping stride making it easy to step over players who have

tried and failed to tackle him.

But this person had neither and both of these strides. This weirdly

made him faster and steadier than his team mates.

I couldnt identify who it was though.

He flew over the try line and crashed into the floor, defiantly

touching down the ball. However there was no cockiness about thetry or the way he got up and walked towards his next position.

The team was going crazy and kept slapping him on the back earning

them a grin from him.

Then at that moment, I recognized who it was.

He was here.


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Chapter 4ADAM

She was here.

People kept slapping me on the shoulder as they went by

congratulating me but I couldnt respond. I was lost in her presence.

My legs were stiff beneath me and would not move even when I

internally commanded them. She was still staring at me, as I her.

Even when her friend started slapping her on the shoulder inexcitement, she would not look away. I needed to return to the

match, but I would not be the first to break eye contact.

A steady blush began to colour her cheeks and she looked down

smiling to herself, which made me grin my over-enthusiastic grin. My

team mates continued to walk past me congratulating me but many

of them probably though I was nuts, seeing as they sped-up as theywent past.

I continued to look at her for a few more seconds until my team

called me over so they could continue with the kick. I jogged over to

join them trying to rid the girl from my head so I could focus, but I

was unsuccessful. Harry made the conversion kick and the game

continued.

Throughout the remainder of the match until half-time I could not

get the girl out of my head. However that did not make me a worse

player. Knowing she was watching only spurred on my enthusiasm

and I was able to score two more tries before the half-time whistle

blew.


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I scanned the crowd for Lucie and found her already gazing at me.

After telling Ben Id be back-which got me an okay then look- I

began to walk toward the stands.

I didnt want to run up the stands and through the crowd because I

knew I would just get mobbed, thats what happens at this school so

Ive learned, so I beckoned her down the steps and pointed to

behind the stands. I dont know what made me do it; I just had to see

her.

After flashing a confused expression she got up and made her way

down the steps after telling Cat she was going to the loo.

She practically ran down the stairs as i headed around the corner

away from view of peering eyes. As i turned around i saw her come

around the corner and pause.

Neither of us knew what to do next.

I thought then that maybe she had also just wanted to see me andalso didnt know why, but what do I know.

She slowly walked to be 2 feet away and started to shift from foot to

foot.

I couldnt waste time like this. We only had a ten minute break and

half of that was gone already. I needed to hear her voice.

How do you think i did?

Such a stupid question. Couldnt you think of anything else? Now

youre just going to sound stuck-up.

oh, you were amazing out there. I mean your even better than Ben

and thats saying something.


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The smile she was wearing turned into a look of frustration almost

like she found her words inadequate.

But it was not what she said that interested me, not that i didnt

hang onto her every word, it was her sweet, sweet voice that made

you picture melting honey. I was whole as soon as she spoke, but

knew i needed to carry on the conversation to hear more.

Thank you mevrouw, it was good to see you in the stands. Are you

feeling better?

I hope i was not misjudging her attitude and that she wasnt actuallystill ill, because being outside would only make it worse.

Im okay now thank you, i think being outside has perked me up! So,

uh, are you going to answer my question now?

Oh no, shes still wondering about that? I thought she would have

forgotten by now, it appears she is more stubborn that she seems.

But I cant tell her why, shell think im stalking her, which im NOT!

what question would that be?

i gave her my over-enthusiastic grin which she rewarded me with by

blushing and smiling at the floor, but then she remembered the

information she wanted and turned to defensive mode.

why were you in the nurses room earlier?

Damn it, think Adam think.

I got injured during rugby practiseso i was sent to Mrs Williams.

Where on earth had that come from.

oh, uh, what did you do?


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She had to go and ask me that.

I was kicking dirt on the floor trying to look embarrassed about

hurting myself whilst in my head i was trying to think of a valid male

injury that would make me end up in the nurses room. She seemed

to be taking my cover and blushed in embarrassment herself.

Sorry, Im being nosy arent I. Bless her, in my attempt to cover my

tracks she had put the responsibility of the conversation on her.

no, no its just, you know, it was a, uh, male injury...

Well at least it took some of the weight of her shoulders. But now

im going to sound like a complete loser.

oh,

If it was possible she had become redder than before, but still she

did not leave me...

i guess i should go...

...yet.

No, please stay i just wondered uh...

I couldnt let her leave, i needed to speak to her for a few more

moments. Her beauty was entrancing and i found myself stood

staring into her eyes.

She stared straight back, enjoying the moment as was I. I began to

feel vibrations within my body, but still i could not stop looking at

her. Just as the vibrations moved to a new level she collected herself

and returned the conversation.

Yes?


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I shook myself slightly and found now that i wasnt looking into her

eyes the vibrations had turned into a slight humming in my stomach.

uhhh, I was wondering if i could sit with you, at lunch, tomorrow. I

dont know that many people but, i would like to know you.

Where did that last bit come from?

i may have over-stayed my welcome by asking her this, but looking

at her facial expression she seemed to be deliberating it. I tried to

wait patiently, hoping and praying that the answer to my unexpected

question would be a positive one.

I knew for a fact i was not meant to be in this deep, it would be

dangerous not just for her but me too. I did not know how my heart

was handling the amount of love i held for her already and by getting

to know her more, I felt my heart would overfill.

I blinked back to reality just in time to hear her answer.

That would be great. Id like to get to know you better too.

My heart did a back flip at her words and i couldnt help but grin at

her.

The bell for the second half rang.

See you later, Adam

She hurried along back to the stands whilst i stood motionless staring

after her. I took a few breaths and walked out onto the pitch.

I didnt care that i hadnt had a drink or stretched or even seen Mr

Bunter-our coach. I was floating away on cloud nine, filled with

energy and excitement.

I walked out onto the pitch my head held high...


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...just as it began to rain.


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Chapter 510 minutes and the bell for lunch can go, then you can see him.

I chanted the same sentence over and over in my head, trying tokeep my cool whilst writing the developments of Lennies character

in the story of mice and men.

Harry was tapping his pencil next to me in an attempt to annoy me

to death i thought but when i looked up it was a subconscious act

from thought. I continued my battle between chanting and writing

for another five minutes before the teacher told us to clear away.

Butterflies were beating against the inside of my ribcage, as I packed

my things into my bag and i kept catching my hand on the zip. Pink

puckered scar started to rise on my flesh and i quickly rubbed my

hand on my trousers before heading towards the door.

I waited in the corridor for Cat-she had English in the class next to

mine-irritatingly taping my foot and the floor but also dreading her

approach.

I hadnt told her about my-our-arrangement with Adam yet and i was

hoping to put it off until the very last minute. Having seen her

expression in Mrs Williams room yesterday i was guessing she

wouldnt be too pleased. I still didnt know what that was about and i

hadnt had the chance to ask her.

Tom on the other hand had been okay with it, when i told him on

msn the previous night. In fact for some strange reason he seemed

to love the boy, even though he hadnt met him. For some reason i

thought made this fact and the fact that Cat didnt like him were

connected but i shouldnt make judgements.


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he does creep you out. I only offered because he as no-one to hang

around with, and i felt sorry for him. Come on...pleasseee?

I wasnt going to tell her the real reason why i offered, cause by the

look on her face se already knew, and wasnt going to stay quiet

about it...

you KNOW, that theres another reason luce... you fancy the pants

off of him!! I dont know why though cause he has a freaky deaky

scar running the length of his face, but when you woke up yesterday

and saw him there, i swear from the look on your face you thought

you were in heaven!

I blushed beetroot red before giving her a quick hug and rushing

down the stairs. I could hear her scurrying after me, but never

slowed my pace, after all, it was 5 minutes into lunch and Adam was

waiting!

I froze in the doorway to the canteen and looked around.

There he was, like a marble sculpture, perfect as the first time.

I practically skipped towards him, filled with happiness, before

stopping abruptly 5 foot away when the nerves kicked in. I slowly

walked towards him-shuffled more like-until i was at the table edge.

He looked up at me and with a surprised look on his face quickly

stood up.

hello Lucie,

I was drowning in his beauty when he did the most weirdest thing,

he walked around my side of the table and pulled the chair out from

its place at the table.


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I stared at him astounded as did many people sat near to us whilst h

drew out a sweet smile at me. i quickly smiled back and settled into

my seat, watching him move back around to his side of the table.

I had to wiggle my head slightly to shut my cod fish expression whilst

he put his hands in-front of him on the table.

I stared at him mesmerized-thankfully with my mouth closed this

time-as he played with his thumbs, i expected waiting for me to say

something to begin the conversation, but i was transfixed by his

beauty.

He drew his head up to see why i was not speaking and immediately

held my gaze, we each sat there for what seemed like forever trying

to figure out the other by looking into our eyes.

I could not hear the others in the canteen, it was only me and Adam.

That was before Cat decided to join us accompanied by Tom.

hey you guys! Hows it hanging, im fine thanks for asking, couldnt

be better! Hey, uhh Adam i heard you guys smashed the other team

yesterday. I would have know that myself but right before the

second half started missy here decided to drag me to my car so i

could drive her home,

She directed a half joking glare toward me before seating herself

opposite Tom, who set beside Adam wearily, keeping his eyes

trained on his face-possibly at his scar.

Adam reluctantly slide his eyes from me and looked hurtfully at Cat.

No Cat, we did not smash the other team, they did nothing to us,

why would we hurt them?

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sorry Adam, what i meant was did you win the game?

This seemed to make Adam more comfortable and he relaxed his

tensed shoulders.

Yes, we did very well thank you Cat. We scored 34 and they scored

12. It was a delightful day.

He flashed a beautiful smile at me before concentrating once again

on Cat.

Well sure the game was good, But it started raining pretty bad just

before we left. I suppose that was why missy here wanted to leave.

Ahahaha.

As Cat was continuing her joke with tom, i noticed that Adam had

began to scowl and slumped in his chair. I threw a questioning look

at him but all he did was look at me and look back at the table.

I slipped my hands over his which were still on the table to try and

comfort him.

What i was not expecting was the reaction.

The reaction to the atmosphere, that is.

I was suddenly explicitly happy along with the rest of the canteen,

who began to chat, laugh, hug and kiss anyone they could.

I looked to Adams face to see what he was doing and i saw him with

his eyes closed a peaceful smile on his face. If i didnt know better, i

wouldve thought he was dead. But then he opened his eyes and

looked into mine, filling my fingertips with joy, joy so painful i had to

remove my hands from his.

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I wished we could stay in this bubble for longer but as she removed

her hands from mine the bubble dispersed and we were once again

in the school grounds.

Her face became sad when she saw the bubble disappear; i needed

some way of making her happier. I slowly drooped my head and the

rain removed itself from the sky. I could not see her face but knew

she was confused and pondering, as most people who were brave

enough to talk to me usually were.

I looked at the puddle on the floor at her expression and saw she was

looking straight back at me in it. she smiled; I smiled.

adam?

I kept my head down.

yes Lucie?

look at me,

i am looking at you

She scowled.

not in the puddle!

I put my hood up and raised my head, a light drizzle descended.

yes?

why are you always looking down?

I couldnt tell her the truth, not yet, just a few more moments to be

with her.

people are afraid of my scar,

but you dont have your head down inside...


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From her expression she was pleased with the action; she blushed

and snuggled closer.

I wondered how long we could sit there like that. Laying close,

sharing body heat , enjoying the moment.

Who are you, Adam?

The question had popped into my head and from her lips

simultaneously, and to be honest, i had no idea how to answer it.

i do notknow,

And I honestly didnt. Since finding out about the existence of Lucie

my world had changed so much, my actions were different; i was

working on impulse rather than logic. In this case the logical solution

would be to leave Lucie and never come back, Let her live her life

rather than dragging it down along with mine.

But just the sight or thought of her had me trembling inside,

dreaming about her beauty and her pure aura.

And then i would think: youre a monster Adam.

There was no future for me and lucie, she would never settle for

someone like me, when she found out there was better people out

there shed leave and i would die.

But for now i could live in the moment, like Lucie and forget about

my worries.

I looked down to see her asleep and smiled. Then i looked outside.

For the few hours she was asleep, i enjoyed the moment,

Gazing out of the alcove,

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Chapter 7I was startled awake to the subtle evening light seeping into the

alcove through the drizzling rain.

I could hear a steady thumping in one ear and a muffled chirping in

the other. The birds song sounded sad, like it had experienced a

broken heart.

Not like the one beneath me, that was beating healthily and happily.

I thought back to what had happened before the bliss had me

dreaming.

We had got caught up in the moment and kissed again, then the

thunder had started up and the lightening had kicked in. I hadnt paid

a lot of attention to it, but it had started suddenly. However i was

too lost in Adam to realize when.

Somewhere in between when the kiss started and it ended i had

began to dream, i dont remember how or even why but it seemed

very real.

It wasnt a normal dream either, not a happy go lucky, floaty dream,

it was actually more of a nightmare.

I was walking through the forest we were led in now, towards a

figure stood in the middle of a clearing turned away from me, with

their hood down. I was cautious as i walked trying not to make too

much noise in case i startled them or they turned and attacked me.

And as i was walking towards the figure it suddenly turned-this was

the deciding point in my tiny plan of action, run or apologize-and

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But unlike my plan, my feet would not move as the figure got closer

and closer. I began to panic. I called out for Adam, hoping he was

around-im not sure why i called out to him, i had only known him a

couple of days-and was about to shout out again when the figurestopped. It was about five yards from me now, i was shaking and tiny

drops of perspiration were welling up on my forehead.

who are you?

I gasped through my panic, my voice only half trembled which was

good, i didnt want the person to think i was frightened.

The person began to lower their hood, for a moment i was paralyzed

in fright, wondering what i was going to see.

Then the hood dropped.

It was Adam.

I ama monster.

That was when i woke up.

I was still slightly startled and my forehead was damp where i had

been sweating, i quickly wiped away the perspiration and sat up.

Adams face was sweet in sleep he looked like a little boy, dreaming

peacefully. I wish i could know what he was dreaming of. His t-shirt

was ruffled up where i had slept and i admired his toned body.

That was before i saw the scars

His whole torso was split in 3 where two huge jagged scars split it. it

looked like someone had done an autopsy on him, sewn him

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I wondered what had happened to him, but my mind kept going back

to the dream, in which he called himself a monster.

I didnt see how the two could be connected but my heart was telling

me a different story, one where Adam was a monster.

So many things confused me about Adam, where he had come from,

the fact he had no friends, that didnt mean he was a monster.

Did it?

I gazed at his peaceful face, the sky was still drizzling outside but

inside the alcove the sun was lighting up Adams face returning him

to a Greek god.

The emotion i felt in that moment had me confusingly overwhelmed,

i felt such sympathy for whatever happened to Adam, but i knew he

would not talk about it, he was still so secretive. But i still could not

help but fall for him, every minute, over and over.

I quickly leaned in and placed a feather light kiss on his lips. I drew

back to find his eyes fluttering open.

I smiled at him and blushed, he smiled back before noticing his t-shirt

was riding up and quickly adjusting it. i pretended to look away and

not see what he was doing or his scars but i didnt know whether he

knew i had seen or not.

I looked up at the light drizzle that had dissipated as quickly as it had

come. Confused i looked back at Adam to see him peering wide eyed

at me. This also confused me but i smiled back to assure him nothing

had changed between us since earlier.

The corner of his lips twitched in an attempt of a smile, but his face

had changed from a peaceful boy to a scared puppy cross with a

young boy after just hearing superman was real.


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stretched his arm back inside and grabbed my hand to help pull me

out.

Once up on two feet i stretched my arms in the air and looked

around. Judging from the position of the sun in the sky it was sixish.

Mums gonna kill me!

I lowered my arms and huffed bringing Adams attention to me.

He still looked slightly worried which was bothering me, but i knew if

i asked why he would brush it off as something else, as he did

earlier.

But then again, if you dont ask, you wont know.

Adam, whats bothering you? Really?

He had began walking down the path towards the start of the forest,

but stopped in he registered my question.

I walked up to stand behind him and waited for him to turn around.

It was a slow, stuttering move, but eventually we were face to face,

or more accurately chest to face.

I looked up into his eyes sweetly but found they were closed in

concentration.

But what was he concentrating on?

He began to grind his teeth which got me really worried-it couldnt

be that bad-but eventually began to flutter his eyes open, almost in

time to his heartbeat which i could hear, being so close.

Finally his eyes were completely open and his jaw was silent.

I saw anger in his eyes along with a hint of fright; this wasnt going to

be good.


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i promised myself whilst you were asleep that i would tell you the

truth from the moment you woke up, so here it is. I am scared Lucie,

you should not be with me, we should not even be friends let alone...

what we are. I have a very bad anger issue Lucie, I could hurt you. Icould tear you apart and not care about the pieces...

but i do not want that to happen. I do not want you to be hurt and i

do not want you to be scared. I am not worried about my fear only

yours. You are meant to lead a normal life and i am leading you down

the wrong path! But i Love having your presence to much to care,

this is why i am dangerous. You should leave now and not return,you should move far away to somewhere i will not find you, because

believe me now that we are this close i will not leave you alone...

A light drizzle descended and seemed to beat in time to the heart i

could hear before me.

I can sense your fright now which is making me angry, i do not want

to make you frightened i want to make you happy, i love seeing your

smile. But because you are scared i am angry at myself. Lucie please

understand that this is bad! I try to control my anger all i can but

sometimes it just boils over! I am not a good person for you, i am a

terrible person, i am...

He didnt finish his sentence, he just continued to walk down the

path, towards nowhere.

But before he turned around i saw his eyes. It was the most fearful

sight i had ever seen. In his eyes i could see the anger, the ferocity

but i could also the fear and the pain it was causing him to tell me

the truth.


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His speech had caused fear to creep up on me but what he did not

sense was the love i felt for him, for telling me the truth, yes of

course, but also for wanting to protect me from himself.

Yet he still didnt get that i would not let him go.

From the moment i saw him i was entranced. That first day in Mrs.

Williams room i thought he was a God which was the exact thought i

had in the trees alcove, i had not stopped loving him for a moment

even if we had only just established that we both loved each other.

Did he not see that i could not leave now? That he was a mystery i

just had to unravel?

The rain was pouring now, drenching my clothes through to my skin.

I was shaking from the adrenaline pumping through me, from the

fear and the love.

Adam had walked on a little further, but stopped in the middle of a

clearing waiting for me. I could see that he was still distressed fromhis hunched over shoulders and fisted hands. He began to walk back

towards me, slowly as if his anger had decreased slightly.

What was he hiding?

Then i remembered he had not finished his sentence earlier.

Who are you?

The dj voo crashed over me, as I realized when i had said that line

before; the panic settled in.

My dream.

I knew what came next, i didnt think it would, i put all of my head

into the opposite revelation, something other than my dream, please

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My heart was going like a steam train, but there were no stations for

it to stop at, just like in the dream i was paralyzed with fright.

He stopped in front of me, and lowered his hood.

Looking in my eyes he spoke the words.

I am a monster.


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Chapter 8

The storm was raking my inside trying to let the truth escape.

I looked up into her eyes as my hood fell back.

She was still frightened; she was shaking.

The storm was going to win.

I am a monster.

The lightning struck in the centre of the clearing, where i had just

been stood, but Lucies eyes never left mine.

For the past few minutes i had been studying her face waiting for herto take in the information and run, she had yet to understand.

Her fear gradually left her eyes and was replaced with sympathy.

I did not want her sympathy; i was a monster, dangerous.

My head fell as i tried to contain the anger and hatred that i felt

toward myself. She was not making this any easier on me, although i

did not want it to be easy. I wanted her to run so that she could

escape, so that i would not hurt her.

My eyes were clenched closed against the anger boiling up behind

them. The sky over head flashed every now and again illuminating

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A shock coursed through me as her palm cupped the side of my face.

The heat resonating from her hands brought the cells of my cheek to

life and s mile involuntarily swept my face.

I quickly drew it off again.

I opened my eyes and looked dangerously at Lucie, as soon as she

saw my eyes she dropped her hand.

you need to run,

I spoke the words through gritted teeth worried that if i were to

open my mouth any wider id shout at her; the moment was deadly.

The sympathy was wiped from her eyes and replaced with

determination. This fuelled the fire in my stomach that was

controlling me.

NO!

She glared back at me and replaced her hands on my face. Thisaction calmed the fire but was a dangerous move for her the

monster was stirring in his sleep inside of me, i could not let him

awake.

I grabbed her shoulders roughly.

Lucie, you need to go, i cannot control what is inside of me, what i

am, you need to walk straight home now, dont look back and dont

stop, Lucie you need to RUN.

I realized i was gripping her shoulders so tightly there would leave a

mark, and let go.

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I turned my back to her and walked to where the lightening had

struck hoping for it to strike again and this time hit me, i could feel a

gnawing feeling in my stomach but i could not decide what it was

trying to tell me.

My heart was telling me one thing, my head another and the

gnawing feeling in my stomach was a totally different story.

I could hear the crunching of the leaves behind me and my heart

took on a sad depressed thud.

I didnt want her to leave.

And now im too late.

I folded onto my knees and hung my head in my hands.

What have i done?

I sobbed into my hands an emotion that has never come easily to

me, as the sun shone its last rays happily in the sky, trying to cling tothe horizon.

My life was created from cruelty and now i have to suffer the

consequences.

A few hours later i awoke to the moon highlighting the tiny clearing,

the right side of my clothes drenched from the damp earth and my

hair in a state of disarray.

I could not feel anything.

It may have been cold but i did not mind. I got to my feet and looked

around me. The place was quite, all animals hiding from my

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I could be myself in the forest, i didnt have to apply the mask and

measly human actions, i could be Adam.

I smiled at this thought and began to walk back down the path to the

alcove, to retrieve my book and pen from the tiny crack in the bark in

the top of the roof.

I was not frightened as i walked, for creatures are more frightened

than me. I dragged my feet as i walked, enjoying the sound it made,

before realising that was the last sound i had heard from lucie, and

stopped.

The Alcove was in sight and i jogged along, happy at the thought of

writing in my book. The one thing that held my emotions as they

were.

However as i jogged closer i could see something in the alcove,

silhouetted against the tree was a figure curled at the back of the

small hole. I moved closer and realised what it was.

Lucie.

When i thought she had ran home, she had actually ran here.

The first thought that went through my head was, is she hurt?

I crouched at the entrance of the alcove and peered over her, looking

for signs of wear and tear. She looked fine, her clothes were thesame as earlier, and her breathing was normal. But she had bags

under her eyes and her brows were scrunched up like she was trying

to do a hard maths equation. She looked sweet, like a little girl.

I had forgotten about my book and pen and in that moment i

wondered how i could ever let her go. It would be like having my

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How could we both survive this, if she couldnt leave then i would

have to try harder to control the monster, but for how long would

the monster stay sleeping?

I crawled into the hole with her, not being able to stay away from her

for any longer. I lay beside her enjoying her sleeping company.

Subconsciously she must have registered my presence as she turned

to face me, but unexpectedly she leant into my side and shivered.

I must have been cold.

I wished i would have had a blanket in here for her, but i was theonly one who knew of the hole, well...Before Lucie. I put my arm

around her hoping i wasnt too cold, but when she shivered i

removed it. though i only half removed it for Lucie wrapped her arms

around me the instant my skin left hers. I replaced it and with my

other arm reached up to get my book and pen from the ceiling.

I opened it to the last page i had been writing on and read aloud;

Help me run,

From this gun,

A gun that has not lost,

At no cost.

Hell ride alone,

With no-one,

He is a monster


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The story had a whispering feel that wrapped around me, encasing

me in its tails.

The story that haunted my life, wrote over and over at the end of

every page, one that has haunted me since i was created.

I am a monster.

I did not mean to speak the words aloud, even though they were

only a whisper. I had been staring out into the rain that had began

when i entered the alcove, but now as i came to i felt a deep heat

resonating from my stomach.

I was happy.

What kind?

Her voice startled me so, that my book fell from my lap and hit the

trunk floor with a thud.

I looked down to see her looking back up at me, her green eyes

peering up through her thick black-mascara free lashes.

I looked at her for a long time thinking about my earlier question

whilst my mouth was hanging open like a cod-fish.

We were so different, in separate worlds but created for one

another, something more than this world connected us we just

hadnt figured it out yet.

How were we going to survive?

I promised to tell the truth.

I sucked in a breath and began...


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Ever heard of Frankenstein?


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Chapter 9I woke feeling groggy and disorientated, a cold breeze was sweeping

across my face but i didnt wake up outside like i had earlier.

I had forgotten to shut the window earlier when i had got in.

It was late, i knew that much because it was dark outside. I got up to

shut the window but ended up staring outside for a whileremembering what had happened earlier in the day.

My sharp intake of breath echoed in the trees hollow.

He looked away not wanting to see my reaction, either embarrassed

or upset. His hands were entwining angrily together, straining the

skin of his fingers.

I did not mean to make my reaction visible to him, but when he said

those words, everything clicked. His face, his scars, his anger...

Go, on...

His eyes travelled back up to mine quickly, unexpectancy written all

over his face, But within his eyes was fear.

You are not scared?

His question was ironic, because quite clearly he was afraid of my

reaction and what that meant, however i was not afraid, more...

startled.


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No, Im not scared, just startled. I knew there was something

different, i just...

I couldnt explain the feeling of having the puzzle pieces but not being

able to put them together.

Adams eyebrows knitted together, becoming frustrated over my

unfinished sentence, his mind running through different scenarios

that were nowhere near to the truth most probably.

i saw your scars earlier whilst you were asleep, and so many

different things went through my head about how you could have gotthem, i thought it might have been terrible, i mean...

You dont think being a real life Frankenstein is terrible?

I looked up to see him looking at me, a mixture of anger and

bewilderment swirling over his face.

Well...no, what i mean is... nothing about you has changed in my

eyes, i just know a little more about you now...

I had been staring at his face throughout my explanation trying to

explain my feelings to him, and as i finished his facial expression

turned to frustration.

You dont think being near...Frankenstein, is dangerous?

He seemed to struggle in saying the word Frankenstein. I kept looking

at him, refusing to break eye contact.

Frankenstein may be dangerous, but that is how Mary Shelley

wanted people to perceive him...it doesnt mean you are!

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I knew the only reason he was shouting, was to get a reaction from

me, so i gave him one.

I kissed him.

He was caught so off guard, we toppled over together, squashed

against the inside of the tree. I was waiting for him to fling me off or

shout some more, but he clutched me closer.

He may be a monster but god was he good at kissing. His lips were

so warm and inviting, i was always left wanting more.

He pulled away and stared straight into my eyes.

This doesnt change anything!

Even though he whispered this, the impact on me was huge, he still

thought he was a monster.

Adam, youre not a monster!

He quietly chuckled, Your wrong, tipping his head down as if it

really was funny.

I grabbed his giant head and pulled his eyes up to look at me.

YOUR NOT A MONSTER! i didnt shout the words, so much as say

them very sternly.

We sat there trying to stare one another out. In the end, i won, or so i

thought.

He shuffledme off and got to his feet, making sure he didnt hit his

head on the roof again. As he bent to walk out the door i grabbed his

hand.

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He closed his eyes briefly before turning back to look at me.

If you cant accept that i am a monster and i am dangerous, i

shouldnt be around you.

He chuckled again, louder this time and a shiver went down my spine.

Quite ironic isnt it? he said whilst looking out at the forest.

By you not being able to accept that i am a monster, i have to run.

Yetif you were to accept it, you would be the one running.

When saying the last line he looked back at me, a flare of angerflickering in his eyes.

I scrambled against the dry leaves in the hollow of the tree, trying to

get out of the tree before Adam ran.

Adam, dont leave.

Why ever not?

He looked at me with a sarcastic expression on his face, Waiting to

laugh at my next line.

Well one more kiss couldnt hurt.

I lunged for him, but he was expecting this one. He dodged but

caught me before i could land flat on my face.

Its not going to work this time, im sorry but im leaving!

He turned his back on me, one step forward before i shouted at him.

YOUR NOT A MONSTER! i would say it all day if thats what it took

to get that fact into his head.

LOOK, IM LEAVING AND THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO OR SAY TO

STOP ME!


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The look in his eyes was enough to make even a world wrestler quake

in fear.

But i was not a world wrestler; i had already fallen in love with Adam.

I was in love with Adam.

I LOVE YOU.I shouted.

But by the time i had got the courage to say it, he was gone.

It was only then that i realised i had been staring out the window for

over five minutes and during that five minutes the window had

become one of two things i was staring at.

Adam was here.

He was staring just as i was, stood, feet shoulder length apart, arms

by his sides, blank expression on his face, looking straight back at me.

A sharp intake of breath sent a tear rolling down my cheek.

I opened the window again and stepped backward.

I dont know what made me do it, or how i knew to do it, but within

a few seconds Adam was at my window sill. He did not have any

special powers, he had just climbed the tree swiftly.

I learnt in history that when Frankenstein was made, he was made

without feeling or emotion. Now i knew for one, Adam had emotion

and from different experiences he had only little feeling, but

discounting all of that, he was still Adam. My Adam.

He climbed in and stood up, my head reaching his shoulders. And

that was how things stayed for a few moments me staring at his

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So?

I was hoping from that word alone he would be able to sense what i

was thinking, because quite frankly my heart was racing so fast i

thought it was going to jump out of my chest, making it hard to

speak.

He tilted my head up so that i could meet his eyes.

His face was drawn, worried, nervous and ecstatic all at the same

time. His lips parted and he breathed a great sigh, his sweet breath

sweeping across my face, fanning me in the smell of the forest.

i heard you...

It was like the flashback of todays earlier events were picking up

from where they left off.

and?

I was staring open mouthed now, in anticipation for his reaction tomy earlier words, hoping stupidly he would decide to stay.

The silence dragged on, and my chest began to get tight, hes leaving,

hes really leaving. Ever since he walked away from me in the forest i

had dreamt of what could happen if he stayed and now hes going to

leave and all of those dreams will shatter like glass when they hit

reality.

I saw a small twinkle in his eyes as he took a breath and then... i

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Chapter 10ADAM

Lucie, Lucie?

She wasnt answering me, why wasnt she answering me?

Her pale form was sprawled on the floor away from my position,

peering at her face waiting for any coherence to appear on her face.

She was completely and utterly still and no matter how much i shook

her or whipser her name she didnt show any sense of my touch orvoice.

As a classic clich the only other option i could come up with was to

kiss her. But if i kissed her now, i wouldnt be able to leave, like i was

about to.

That was why she had fainted, i had stood there watching her battle

with herself internally whilst i tried to build up the courage to tell heri was leaving.

And now i knew she wouldnt be able to take it.

She had known me for a matter of days compared to the lifetime i

had had to endure watching her from a distance, yet from the

moment we began to interact i knew it would not be safe for her.

I was going to have to retreat to the shadows once more...

And she had to forget me.

I could not leave her as a sprawled mess on the floor though, that

would be cowardly and cruel.


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You cant just toss that aside. Im not letting you leave until you

realise...

I didnt let her finish. I held my hand over her mouth until her silent

rant had soaked into the inside of my palm. I was still staring at her

wide eyed but i had found my vocal chords in order to present her

with an answer.

i cant feel emotion! it came out as a sort of strangled wail which in

all fairness wasnt a shout but caused Lucies mother to stir in the

next room.

I began to back-off as i heard feet hit the floor in the other room and

as they began to head this way i quickened my pace, climbing out of

the window just in time for Lucies bedroom door to swing open.

I hung on the window ledge with one hand, contemplating my new

knowledge, whilst staring into the pitch black.

I could feel.

I already had limited sense on the outside, but to find that i could

react to emotion meant that i could feel.

Normally it was like being an egg. My mind was the yolk, never quite

touching the shell because it was surrounded by nothingness.

But now it could. I had started crying because i hadnt wanted toleave Lucie.

I couldnt leave.

For the second time this night i decided i couldnt leave. But this time

i was dead certain.


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I was weak when i decided i had to leave, but if i could feel now then

that doubled my chances of feeling strong enough to stay and to

protect Lucie.

I would have to protect her.

The whole reason i was meant to leave was to spare Lucie the Battle

that i was running from.

The battle that decided weather i was Adam or the monster.

I tuned out of that line of though being the coward i am and tuned

into the movement in the room above me.

Lucies mother was just leaving the bedroom with Lucie trying to

shoo her out the door without succeeding.

Finally though they bid each other good night and after a few

minutes of making sure her mother had gone to bed, Lucie speedily

shuffled to the window and peered out.

She didnt see me at first, so i pulled myself up quickly to catch her

by suprise with a kiss on her neck.

With this new found knowledge and the happiness brought by

knowing i didnt have to leave Lucie my body took over my reactions.

I climbed into her bedroom once more and held her face between

my hands, causing our lips to collide again. We were locked in the

embrace for a few minutes before we both came up for air and

leaving lucie stood stunned and panting for oxygen i strolled over to

her bed and lay down stretching out with a huge smile spanning the

width of my face.


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When i looked over at lucie again she had a bemused expression on

her face, like she was attempting to be angry but just so relieved that

i was staying that she couldnt care what had gone on before.

She walked over to the bed and led by my side, cuddling up to my

ribs, her head squashed into my under arm. Peering down i saw her

with her eyes closed and her lips arranged into a smile, lighting up

her face.

So do you want to tell me whats going to happen now? she

peered up at me a happy grin cloaking her worry.

i have to protect you... i spoke under my breath so that she

wouldnt hear and even though it was a side comment it drove full

force to the front of my mind.

How was i going to protect her?

I had been watching Lucie from a distance for over a year now but it

had only been pit stops whilst running. I must have ran the perimeterof America three times now but i had never stopped in one place for

over a month, it was usually fortnightly visits in each destination, but

if i were to stay with Lucie, there were going to track me down for

sure.

If they found out about Lucie they would use her against me.

They might hurt her...to get to me.

I couldnt let Lucie get hurt.

We will be Lucie and Adam. I attempted a smile at her and it must

have passed because she chuckled.


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what? As opposed to Lucie and Luke? she giggled into my side and

began to focus on tracing my scars through my drenched t-shirt, as i

answered her in a whisper.

No, instead of the girl and the monster....


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Chapter 11The Silence as we led there was peaceful. It wasnt charged with

passionate, fiery tension, but a sweet calm atmosphere that cradled

us in its embrace.

Every now and again he would brush his fingers through my hair or

lean down to kiss my forehead, repeatedly checking if i was okay.

I would have gladly led there all night, led in his strong, warm

embrace, tracing his scars over and over to remind me how special

he was, but there were questions to be answered, and answers to be

questioned.

I sat up and stretched, out of the corner of my eye watching Adam

stare at me, with an appreciative then questioning look. I blushed

and wiggled up the bed to lean by his head. He mimicked my posture

so that we were each on our side staring at the other.

The silence stretched between us. We were both waiting for the

other to begin. Led there, staring at him, a rush of questions flooded

upon me and i had to shut my eyes to categorize each in my head.

I heard Adam shifting on the bed and before i could open my eyes i

felt his soft lips on mine. It was a brief encounter but his taste

exploded in my mouth and i leaned in for more.

His arms circled my waste as i straddled his hips, blocking any

escape. My whole world was centred on his lips that felt so much like

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like more, it felt like these lips, oh so gentle and soft against

mine...had been made for mine.

My tongue swept his top lip and all i could taste was the rain, like

instead of being inside wrapped up in each others embrace on the

bed, we were stood in a ferocious storm, each protecting the other

from the furious elements.

I could feel his hands grip my side as he returned the gesture, but

instead of causing pain, it just made the moment more intense. Our

bodies were pressed entirely against each other now, not wanting to

separate, his mouth was consuming mine and in that moment i could

not have thought of a better time or place that i would ever run to.

I would always run to Adam.

I gripped his huge head with my tiny hands and pulled his lips closer

to mine, which was almost impossible because of how close we

already were.

I felt like i was meant to be doing something else, something that

was important, something to do with Adam, but as i was just on the

brink of retrieving it, Adam rolled us over so that he was straddling

me, making sure our bodies never broke contact.

Opening my eyes i saw something that made my world spin. Adam

had taken his shirt off and his perfectly muscled torso was just abovemy belly. I felt a fiery hot flash of desire streak through my body,

from head to toe, coming to a stop in my belly, bubbling and

squirming with intensity.

I dragged my hands from Adams head to his bare stomach and felt

the skin that stretched over his well built muscles. Even with the

scars that ran from the tips of his shoulders to the top of his hips in athin Y, his beauty was completely encompassing.


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I pushed Adam up and raised my hands above my head, he peered at

me questioningly for a moment before his eyes widened and he

reached slowly for the hem of my t-shirt. I gazed at him adoringly

and that seemed to be all he needed to complete the action, liftingmy shirt over my head and throwing it to the floor. He appeared to

be trying not to look at my bare torso, by staring straight into my

eyes.

I realized he was scared.

I reached up and held his face in my palms, dragging his head

forward i placed the lightest of touches on his lips, he responded

instantly and he continued to explore my face and neck following on

from where he had got to before.

Only this time he had much more to explore. I gripped his torso and

led it against mine, revelling in the way his skin felt against my bare

stomach. His stomach was just as warm as his lips, making it

impossible to pretend I was in a rain storm any longer.

I looked down to see Adam placing tiny kisses along my neckline,

every now and again brushing his tongue back over the skin he had

kissed. The warmth in my belly writhed at each touch, making my

eyes roll. I gained some sanity just in time to see a shadow at the

window...watching me and Adam.

I scrambled to a sitting position and whispered to Adam,

Theres someone at the window...

Adam shot up, off the bed in a flash and stood facing the window. His

back taught and his fists clenched like he was ready to face an army,

His face furious.

I looked back at the window and the shadow was gone.


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Getting to my feet i began to walk toward the place where the

shadow was but Adam threw out his arm to stop me. He was still

peering at the window, an odd calculating look on his usually

peaceful, yet sad face.

I swear Adam, it was right there!

He didnt answer me but continued to look at the window a now

worried look on his face. He gripped my elbow and drove me back to

the bed, never breaking eye-contact with the window. I sat on the

bed, whilst it groaned in protest, fiddling with my hands, a habit that

had haunted me ever since i was young.

Finally after what felt like an hour, Adam turned back to me, with a

resigned, fearful look on his face.

Too soon, was all he said, looking at the wall behind my head.

What do you mean too soon? it was meant to sound threatening,

after all my nerves were frayed and he had just kept me waiting foran hour, but it was only a squeak that came out of me.

He watched me with his sad, peaceful eyes and blew out a long

breath that made the hair around my face flutter.

The smell of rain again,

I loved that smell.

He looked down whilst he spoke, fidgeting with his fingers, but never

meeting my eyes.

I need to tell you about myself, where i came from, what i am...

Now that his lips werent on me i remembered what it was i meant

to do. It was to ask him about himself, but now i didnt even have to

ask. He was giving the information to me free of charge.


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He was struggling to get the words out, so i pulled him to me on the

bed and we returned to the position we had originally started in-led

on our sides- before our passion had interrupted us. I rummaged for

the thick wool blanket mum had knitted for me last year and pulled itover both of us. Then i held his giant hand in my own tiny, pale ones

that looked terribly fragile holding his.

He watched our hands for a minute or two, evening his panicked

breathing before he began.

I guess i should start with how i came to be. It all started years ago, i

was created or born, in a huge mansion type complex, somewhere

in Europe, surrounded by a thick forest that spanned for miles

around the perimeter.

As he described his home his face grew loving and happy like he

could see it there and then.

I started out as nothing, an empty case if you will. He hadnt

thought of the emotions and feelings that went with a person he just

wanted to create something living and breathing, to prove it could be

done. Back then i was a robot, i learned how to walk and use

muscles, but i was effectively empty.

His expression turned pained and angry, but he never removed his

hand from mine, instead he held one of my hands in his, circling the

smooth skin of my palm.

That was until he left me in the ground one day whilst he answered

a call from one of his associates. I had wandered over to the edge of

the thick forest, it had always intrigued me, an peered into the

darkness. I could see a little way in, the outline of an animal, so i

wandered in to where it lay.


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It turned out to be a baby faun. I thought it was sleeping first of all,

so i bent down to stroke it gently. When it didnt move, i continued

to watch it and realized it wasnt breathing. I then began to breathe

rapidly and walked round in circles with my face in my hands. Iremember looking up and realizing it had started raining just as my

eyes began to water. That was the first time my eyes had ever done

that and my reactions were all wrong. It made me angry cause i

didnt know what was happening. I started to pound the nearest tree

with my fists, trying to get rid of the anger. And then My eyes were

watering so much i could no longer see the tree, i sank to the floor

and sat there for about 3 hours, trying to work out what had

happened to me.

Then i realized i had felt pain.

By this time Adam was crying himself, tears dribbled down his

cheeks, but his eyes were boring into mine, willing me to

understand.

I leaned forward and kissed each trail of tears until they stopped,

then stared into Adams eyes with as much love as i could muster.

I remember walking back through the forest and across the grounds

to him late that night and finding him panicked and pulling at his hair

as i walked through the door.

He hadnt been happy, he began screaming at me, threatening me

with death, but i didnt care what he said, his threats meant nothing,

cause this time it was different. I began to get angry again, i didnt

start crying again like i had with the faun, this anger was different.

I was angry at him for the way he was treating me, like i was

worthless, like i was an empty case...


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Adam refused to meet my eyes now, however he gripped my hand

tighter, like every moment of my touch was what he lived for.

i walked toward him and grabbed the nearest utensil i could find in

his lab, It turned out to be a scalpel. That didnt mean anything

though. I was created with the strength of ten men. I whipped the

scalpel across his face, it created a huge scar that spanned from the

bottom of his right cheek to the centre of his forehead that began to

pour with blood.

The sight of it had shocked me, but i was still enraged from his earlier

attitude. However i realized if i carried on he might end up like the

faun. So I fled my home, never to look back.

Adam leaned into kiss my cheek then and i realised i had been crying.

Please dont cry for me Lucie. I am notworthy of your tears,

I began to wipe my eyes but found it was a wasted effort. The tears

were never ending. I worked up enough breathe to ask what hadhappened after and he began to explain.

I ran, for days on end, getting on boats, trains, never getting caught,

and ended up in here in England. Then i found this little town that

couldnt be found on any map i looked at and settled down in the

forest. Ever since Ive been watching you...

His words had startled me, but rather than finding it creepy i

blushed, no boy had ever cared that much for me.

I knew my next question might anger Adam, but i needed to know

the answer.

What happened to...him.


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Adams face grew dark yet wary, he watched me trying to assess my

reaction to what he was about to say, then gave a resigned sigh.

He tried to find me i suppose but i never heard anything from him.

Well...that was until tonight.

I gasped.

What do you mean?

Adam stared at me looking just as frightened as i was.

That was him at the window.


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She is too good for you; you are after all a monster.

Your my monster, as you always will be.

Remember that.

For you will be mine once more,

I have come for you.

I had screwed up the paper and punched a tree. But my anger still

had not dispersed, that was my reasoning for walking to Lucies

house this morning to meet her. Her house was the other side oftown from the woods and at first i thought walking it off would be a

good idea, but now with the words on the paper repeating in my

head, i had a strange sense of being watched.

I broke into a jog, half in fear and half out of anger for being fearful,

when the unease grew to much, i was only 2 blocks from Lucies

house now so i began to relax.

It was the wrong thing to do.

Two cars rounded each end of the street and began crawling towards

me, my stride grew larger; the cars sped up.

They were his cars.

There was an alley way up ahead that took me through to Lucies

street, if i could just get there before the cars Id be safe...ish, but

that would be dragging Lucie into it.

I stopped, the cars were too close for me to avoid, and the alley was

too far away even if i did want to use it. My hands were bluish in the

autumn morning, but i could only feel the slightest bit of cold.


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I continue to wait and not long after a window rolls down on the car

to my left. I walk steadily toward it and look in, never getting any

closer.

A mans voice emanates from the car.

Very impressive boy,

I was wrong, you have grown, you are stronger.

But you are still mine.

Dont forget that.

I will be back and next time you will return to me.

The window rolled back up and the cars sped off in separate

directions.

I was NOT his.

My anger was on a high again, but this time i had no way to calmmyself down.

I looked back toward the bodies of the men- they had gone.

My angered flared again and i sucked in a breath to shout, but at that

moment a pair of lips met mine and i was lost to the world.

Her perfume crowded my nose and her eyes fastened my vision to

them, my hands gripped her waist as hers secured themselves

around my neck, all i could hear was our hearts beating out of time

and all i could taste was the orange she had had for breakfast on the

soft caress of her lips...that ripped away from mine.

Surprise! she grinned at me in a cute yet devilish way as her eyes

shined where the sun hit them.


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I kissed her again as a way of greeting, trying to hide my unease in

her warm lips, trying to pretend there was nothing wrong.

I dont think she noticed.

mevrouw, I managed to get the word out in a sigh/appealing voice,

adding to my building facade of calm and serenity.

Have you heard anything from him?

There was a deep guilt pitted in my stomach as i replied,

No, he mustve left. Probablyjust checking on me. I did not want tolie to lucie, but if it was the only thing that would protect her then i

would do it a hundred times.

Are you sure? He has never checked on you before, well, from what

youve told me anyway... a line formed between her eyebrows and I

brushed it away with my index finger not liking the fact that Lucie

was worried.

Im sure, hes probably already back in Switzerland by now! Anyway

come on, or we wont make it to school!

A sly grin spread across her face that made me wary yet at the same

time made my stomach tighten in a not so unpleasant way.

We could just, go back to my house, after all, its only a study day,

we havent got any exams, and mums just gone to work.

On any other day i would have picked her up straight away and ran

to her house, but with the events of the morning, it felt unsafe to go

back to Lucies house. We needed to be around people, he would not

come when we were around hundreds of people.


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No, come on, we may not have one today, but I have science

tomorrow and I am almost 100% likely going to fail, Id like to at least

make that 99%!

Her lips turned into a pout and they were just so appealing that i

couldnt help the tiny kiss i placed upon them.

Besides, theres always later!

She brightened up a little at this and we began walking in the

direction of school, her hand gripped mine, in a silent question,

asking me to never let go...i held tighter as the rain slowed to adribble.


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Chapter 13How was your day?

Me and Adam were walking back from school in the warm sunshine,

hands clasped together, feet in sync.

It was okay, i think i might at least get an F in tomorrows science

exam, and i got asked to play in Fridays rugby match against Marling

Grove. The only down side was i had to wait the whole day for you!

He span me around until I landed upside down in his arms, he kissed

me breathless then pulled me back to a standing position and kissed

me again.

My head was twirling and i couldnt breathe properly, but i didnt

make him stop kissing me, i lived for Adams kisses.

He pulled away and stared into my eyes until my breath stoppedwhooshing to and from my lips.

The moment was one that i would never forget, Stood in the middle

of the road, lips hot yet soft against one another, with the rain

soaking our clothes...nothing could have been better.

Adam lifted me into his arms then and set off in a jog, trying to out-

run the rain. I would have expected t

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