Don’t Cry Baby novel Chapter 2

My alarm wakes me up the next morning, I unwrap myself from Tyler’s grasp and reach towards my bedside table to shut it off. Tyler groans and pulls me back towards him. I love waking up next to him, I long to stay in bed with him all day. Maybe I can just skip school and hide in bed with Tyler all day long. I place a small kiss on Tyler’s lips and watch a smile appear on his sleepy face.

“Ty, I have school. You have to get up and leave before my parents find out you’re here.” He groans and pulls the blanket over top of our heads, a mischievous grin on his lips.

“Nope, just stay here with me. Pretend to be sick.” I giggle and try and free myself from his tight grip on my body.

“I can’t, I have to go.” Ty begins to pout, and I shake my head with amusement, he finally lets me free and I stand up reaching for my fluffy housecoat that I have hanging from the hook on my bedroom door. Ty gets out of the bed and begins to put his clothes back on. As he pulls his shirt over his head, he notices me watching him great dressed and winks in my direction.

“Like what you see baby doll?” I roll my eyes and flip him off as I search my closet for something to wear. I push through the different clothes I have and pull out a pair of skinny jeans and a cute tank top.

“You’re not wearing that are you?” I hear his stern voice behind me. I slowly turn and see he is staring at the clothing I have in my hands.

“Yes, I was going to, why?” His brows furrow and he walk towards me standing at the closet and takes the tank top from my hands, staring at it.

“No.” I let out a sigh and take my tank top back.

“This is what I want to wear though.” He firmly grabs my chin and turns me to face him, his blue eyes sending daggers towards me. I want to turn away but, his grip on my chin keeps me from turning.

“I said no, wear something else. I don’t want guys to be staring at you all day.” I nod and reach into my closet to find a different shirt he will like better. I pick out a plain black t-shirt. His playful smile returns, and he nods his head at my choice.

“Good girl.” I give him a half smile before turning towards the door so that I can leave. He grabs my wrist and pulls me back towards him. He places a kiss on my lips.

“You’re my girl and I love you. I just don’t want to share you.”

“I know baby, you should go now though. I really have to get ready.” He nods, kisses me once more, and walks towards my window to climb back down the tree.

I rub my chin where he grabbed me earlier, he did not grab me hard enough to bruise this time, but it hurt. I shake away the feeling of dread and walk out my bedroom door towards the bathroom.

Time for a much-needed shower after last night, memories of what Tyler and I did together last night send shivers down my spine. I remove my housecoat and climb into the shower to wanting to be warm again. I let my head roll back and the ward fall down my back. I close my heads and take a few deep breaths, trying to prepare for the day ahead. I always hate going to school, I would much rather be with Tyler. I do not really have many friends at school on account of most people dropped me when I started dating him because they did not like our relationship.

I step out of the shower and begin to get ready for the day. Once I am done, I walk downstairs to enjoy another awkward meal with my parents.

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I decide to walk to school today, it is not too far from my house and the walk is nice. I put my headphones in and start on my walk to school. I enjoy having some alone time to just think and relax before school.

It does not take long before I am walking towards the front entrance of my high school. As soon as I walk in and see the crowd of people in the halls I immediately want to turn around and walk away. I take a deep breath before taking the plunge into the hallway and towards my locker.

One positive though, I only heard one person call me a slut as I made my way to my small blue locker. I turn the lock to all the correct numbers, and it allows me access to put my bag in and grab the books I need for my morning classes. I turn my music up and turn to walk to my next class.

I have a habit of looking down as I walk through the halls, hoping not to make eye contact with anyone. Today however, this did not work in my favour. I run straight into what feels like a brick wall and fall flat on my ass.

“Fuck I am so sorry. Let me help you.” I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I look up into these kind amber eyes staring down at me, eyelashes to die for and chiseled features. He looks like he belongs on the football team, I reach my hand up and grab hold of his. He pulls me up with ease and smiles warmly at me.

“It’s not a problem at all don’t even worry about it.”

“I was just trying to read this damn map the office gave me, it’s my first day at this school and I’m already lost. I’m Damien by the way.” He grins and I cannot help but return a smile.

"Hi Damien, my names Ashley. I might be able to help you out, what class are you trying to find?”

"I'm trying to find English with Mr. Jackle."

"Oh, well you're in luck I was headed there myself. It's my favourite class here." I grin and he returns it before following me down the hall. I can’t help but notice his beautiful caramel complexion, his skin looks so soft.

It does not take long to navigate through the sea of students to find Mr.Jackle’s red door. The only red door in the whole school.

We walk into Mr. Jackles class and I sit in my usual spot in the second row on the right side of the class. I am surprised when Damien takes the seat right next to me. He notices me looking and shoots me one of his warm smiles that are so damn contagious.

“What brings you to Nelson, it’s kind of a shithole.” Damien chuckles beside me.

"My mom found a job here as a teacher, and so she moved us all out here. My dad left a couple months ago so she didn't see any reason to stay back in my hometown." I nod and smile.

"Who's your mom? Did she get a job here?"

"Yes, as the new Chem teacher, Mrs. Edson."

"Hopefully she makes it more interesting then the last teacher" We both laugh and then turn our attention to Mr.Jackle as he has started speaking about our upcoming assignments. I listen intently as he goes on about the different due dates, suddenly, I feel my phone buzz and I smile knowing exactly who it is.

Hey Hun, thinking of you.

I don’t reply, fearing I would get my phone taken away. I smile at the message and continue to listen to the teacher. I feel my phone buzz once more and wince, knowing what is coming.

Wow, you cannot even bother to reply. Who are you with, a guy?

He always does this, just freaks out for nothing. I send a quick reply hoping I do not get caught.

I am just in class babe

I get an instant reply.

Whatever, sure you are.

I stop replying and try my best to focus on the teacher and everything he is saying. I spend the rest of class trying to relax and keep myself from having a full-blown anxiety attack. I tap my legs to focus on that action trying to calm my heart rate as I listen to Mr.Jackel telling us that we will be having a quiz in tomorrow’s class.

Deep in thought I do not hear Damien speaking to me at first. I turn and look at him, a strange expression on his face. He mouths the words “Are you okay?” I nod trying to hold back the tears that try to escape. He smiles sheepishly and leans towards me.

“Will you spend lunch with me?” I give him a small smile and nod my head. He smiles back and leans back so he is sitting in his desk properly.

The bell rings releasing us from our English class. I have chem before lunch, Damien has math. I point him in the direction of his math class and try my best to explain where it is so that I can make my way to my own class without being late. I promise to meet him in the cafeteria for lunch period and we part ways.

His mom is quite the teacher, she is nice and seems to know what she is talking about. The different modules she is introducing sound quite fun and I look forward to her class.

At the end of her class, I leave feeling hopeful that I might actually enjoy chem this year for the first time.

I find Damien waiting at my locker.

“So funny story, I forgot to ask you where the cafeteria was so I decided to wait hear hoping you would stop at your locker first so that you could show me how to get there.” I can’t but laugh as I put my things into my locker. He smiles a sheepish grin and follows me towards the cafeteria.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Did something happen in Mr. Jackels class?” I smile at him and push back the bad feelings I have.

“I’m fine don’t worry, let’s go get some lunch.” He nods and continues to follow me into the cafeteria. We grab food from the cooks and find a place to sit near a window.

As I sit down, I feel my phone buzz once again, my heart sinks. I know exactly who that is, and I am sure it will not be better then the last few messages he sent me.