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I shake my head in disbelief. Alyssa and Bette have touched this ring and if I were to believe this crazy story either one of them could be my soulmate. This is stupid. I like Alyssa. I don’t like Bette like that. But I have to admit Porter was right. Damn her!..She’s gonna be so smug about it too
“That’s such a sweet story Alyssa. Thank you for sharing it with me”
Alyssa smiles showing me her adorable dimples “You’re welcome thank you for listening” she says sweetly and we turn our attention back to the experiment.
It’s the end of classes and I’m currently heading to through the parking lot to my Harley. Yes my Harley. I bought it after I returned from being in a treatment center where 50% of my body was burned due to my step father running me off the road. My car hit a guard rail and blew up burning me in the process. I managed to crawl out and my step father was going to finish the job until a car stopped and he went into police mode instead of executioner. Shocking huh. Well like I said there is a whole story you don’t know. I will tell you a little as we go along..
I put my helmet on and start my bike. I turn to the right and see Tina walking with her friends through the parking lot no doubt trying to get info on why she was with me at lunch today. As I rev my engine I see her glance in my direction and wave. I nod at her as I leave the parking lot. No one knows in this town what happened because the “accident” was all covered up. What I told you was not in the papers. And no one knew I spent the last year in the burn center and psych ward because my step father told the treatment center I tried to commit suicide. But he told everyone here that I just left. That was it. However, Principal Kirkland knows the whole story. He was instrumental in getting me back in school here. Another reason I keep to myself here at school
You see my step father was the Chief of Police here in Langley. I say was because karma came back and paid him a visit. Let’s just say when you are in a psych ward you meet people. And let’s just say they know people who know people. You get my drift. After he “passed away” a few months ago I came back here to finish school and live with my Aunt Karla. Just until I can find a place after I graduate. My mom died 6 months before my “accident” and well that’s a story for a later time. And my real father was never in my life. My mother married my stepfather when I was 10. And well again more of this story later.
But…This is why I keep to myself at school because frankly I’m not ready to associate with a bunch of people. I haven’t even tried to really talk to Alyssa and I know she is mad at me because I just “up and left”…She doesn’t know about any of this. I’m just not ready. But there is something about Tina. My instinct says I can trust her and I also have this overwhelming need to help her get her girl…..And maybe…Just maybe…In the process I can help myself.