Chapter 4.

In the end Melody came to help me. She typed up everything, and even fixed the grammar on some of it.

"Ah! And they say that high schoolers shouldn't work on professional papers! Thanks a bunch Melody. This saved me 2 hours, I am that slow at typing! Really... Thank you so much!" I thanked her.

"Ah! It's nothing, though I've got to ask... What on Earth do you do?" She laughed at the last part, trying to make it seem more friendly. I understood, the things I had her type up where very confusing, even to me. And I wrote those!

"Event planning. I plan parties for billionaires. I helped do an Oscar last year, and sometimes I do conventions!" I breathed out smiling widely.

"What?" Melody said, disbelief dancing in her eyes.

"Event planning. It's harder then it seems. I don't take on as many jobs these days, but if you ever want a part time job to just type for me, I'll hire you!" I tried to change the subject.

"I'm not quite sure I believe you." Melody frowned.

The bell rang before I could even defend myself. She left looking a little disturbed. I was familiar with that face. I just lost the trust of someone important. To me, in ways, she was essential to my life. I was always on the edge of her trust, weaving in and out. I hoped I could repair it, though I knew better then that.

I whipped out my phone and called Jasmine.

"Hello?" She picked up in about zero seconds flat.

"Jasmine! I lost a teal!" I reported to her. Teals were our nickname for people like Melody. A friend, loose one, whom you had a friend crush on. Melody seemed like my type of person. Sincere and honest. I liked those traits.

"You know lunch just started for us, right?" Jasmine grumbled.

"I lost a TEAL! T-E-A-L!" I huffed into the phone.

"And what did you do this time?" Jasmine sighed like I was a hopeless case, because honestly? I was.

"I told her my job, and she didn't believe it. I didn't downgrade it. That's all! Is it that hard to believe!" I complained.

"Look, you should've downgraded it. That's obvious as can be. And a teal doesn't matter. You don't deserve people who think they can read you just by observing. You are no children's book unlike some people. You're a textbook. Your past, your thoughts, and your feelings are all very well hidden. I thought you would know that by now! Now get out in your school and make some friends, AND STOP BOTHERING ME DURING LUNCH!" She pepped me. We both laughed at the last part. I could practically image her scrunching up her face, sitting at a table with all her old friends who didn't get her very well either. I could hear her say these things as fact.

"Ah, Jasmine. I miss you. You need to come over sometime and help me analyze these people. Some are really interesting. Thanks for that pep talk!" I sighed.

"Or you need to drag your butt over here, and see who's changed!" Jasmine jokingly screamed at me.

"SASS OVERLOAD! And for your info, I'm coming over this summer. I need to visit my mom though, so it will only be a month."

"Oh really? Pity... It would be awesome if you could've stayed longer-" She got cut off by some muffled sounds.

"Sorry, I gotta go Telsa! Call me tonight. I wanna hear more about this." Jasmine apologized.

"Totally fine. I'll talk to you later, BYE!" I called into the phone.

"Bye!" And a click followed. The library fell silent. I shivered.

"And you told me you weren't going to get a phone." Came a voice after a few seconds of silence.

"Don't kid around..." I called back, familiar with this voice. I didn't like this voice, that called to me, so rude and mean in the past.

"Aww... Tellie being so mean to me!" A fake pout followed.

"Oh my, Arsen! Gone back to being a preschooler?" I huffed.

"Heard that my pops gave you a lot of work. I thought you would need help. "

"Get out." I spat at him as I turned. He had stood behind me. I felt a flame be lit.

"Didn't know you still talked to Jasmine." He smiled at me as he said this.

"She my best friend. Now. Get. OUT!" I screamed. I stood up abruptly as I screamed this. Gasoline was poured onto the wood, soon to be tossed in to the flame.

"What if I say no." He pouted once again. As if this was going to make me fall head over heels or relax or something dumb like that.
"I said, GET OUT!" I roared. He shrugged. The flame became a fire.

"But I want to be with you." Arsen whined.

"That's it." I shook my head in disgust. The fire pounded in my ears. Only he knew how to push my buttons like that.

"That's rude. Especially since I'm your ex!" He exclaimed. I pushed the chair out of my way. That was the last one. Armin thought I might yelled around and blame people when I went crazy, but no. There was a reason I had a pretty bad name in the past.

Arsen leaped out the door. I followed, marching towards him, even though he was running. I caught up to him in a few strides. I pushed him into the lockers. He was dead.

"Telsa, you need to calm down." He tried. He recognized the fire in my eyes, but all I could hear was pounding and I raised a fist. Who did he think he was? Pushing me around all the time, constraining me. Letting me slowly trust him, only for him to betray me like that. He could've cheated on me! Even that was better then what he did. If he thought for the slightest second that he was going to get away with it, then he was wrong.

"TELSA! You are going to hurt someone again!" Arsen cried out.

A single bullet of reality came to me. My fist still raised.

"Telsa, I don't want to have to stop you." Arsen frowned.

My hand dropped loosely to my side. I looked down. I understood now. I let my anger get the best of me. It was all so silly. Yet I reacted. I was ready to hurt this time. It's never gotten this far before. Never past the raised fist? No. I hit before.

Blood splattered before me. I heard screaming all around me. I didn't want to stop. I felt like the whole world was ending. Then I was pushed to the ground. Arsen had thrown me down. I struggle against his grip. He was going to pay after I finished beating up that punk.

"Telsa! Stop! You just hurt him!" Arsen screamed at me. I looked up in shock. The words took me out of my anger state. What lay before me, was a person hurt by my mere fists.

I began to shake. Tears filled my eyes.

Arsen let me sit up. He sat right next to me.

"It's okay. You didn't mean it." He whispered to me. I grabbed him and held on to him, burying my head down into his chest. He rubbed my back and rocked me side to side.

"It'll be alright. Head over to the boat first. I'll take care of this." He whispered.

I walked over to the boat in a numb state. I recalled the broken arm. Bone coming right out of the arm.

I shook even harder.

One more hit and... I shivered.

Arsen came back a few minutes later.

"Drop me off at my dock." I ordered him.

"No. You're shivering and cold, and considering the state you're in, I don't think it's a good idea. Plus, you're dad's mad as could be. Do you really want to return home to his words?" Arsen pointed out.

"No. Not really." I shook my head. "But then where are you taking me?" I asked.

"Somewhere safe from the outside world. You can hide out here whenever you want." He replied, glancing over at me. I lowered my gaze from him, ashamed of what I did.

"What about the guy I punched?" I whispered. I thought the words would get lost in the sounds of the motor, but he heard.

"He's alive. Someone called an ambulance, I will take care of it tomorrow. Don't worry." He comforted me.

"Thanks..." I smiled a little, though guilt was still trying to drown me.

Arsen stood up.

"You idiot!" He grumbled, and placed a light fist on my head.

"Sorry... I didn't... Mean for that... You should go..." I muttered, not really knowing what to do.

When I looked up, I began to really look. Thankfully we were in an almost completely deserted hall. There was only two people.

The bad news: it was the principal and Castiel.

"Miss Sierra, and Mr. Arsen... May I ask whats going on." She looked absolutely furious, though she was making an effort to conceal it. Probably because Arsen was here. Nobody would dare make a fuss around Arsen. He was too important to be bothered... Only I had dared...

"Don't worry, Miss Principal. Only a little spat. We often fight." He immediately replied in his most charming manner.

"A physical fight?" The principal raised an eyebrow.

"We're both trained in material arts, so it's fine. It's like a brush up on it. Helps us for when we really get in those situations." Arsen expounded. "We've never gotten hurt before, so it's all fine. You trust me, right?" He asked the last question quite cleverly. If she continued to question us, or try to give me detention, it would appear as though he distrusted Arsen. And trust was something you had to give to Arsen, he was just that important.

"I do, but you hurt a friend." She pointed out.

"Oh, you're fine, aren't you." Arsen asked Castiel. I understood that. I pushed Arsen into Castiel.

"Not really." I nearly smacked my forehead. I widened my eyes trying to tell him no. Until I realized how I could use this situation.

"I'm really sorry! I'll walk to you to the nurse's office then! Just to make sure you're alright. Come on! Let's go!" I imposed upon him. "Arsen, you should probably leave now." I told Arsen.

"Yeah. I will." His slightly cold tone told me he was very displeased. I shivered slightly, and escaped the impending doom hall with Castiel.

He looked at me. Raised an eyebrow.

"Wait until the nurse's office. I'll tell you then." I replied to the unspoken words.

Author's Note

Sorry this Chapter is a little long. (1,801 words!) I hope the little flashback wasn't too violent. I just wanted Telsa to have some obvious flaws before I show how truly awesome she is, so I thought that being unable to hold her in her anger or control it would be good, then it got a little violent! I might have to change the rating if it does go down the way I'm thinking of. But nothing that violent! I promise! (*crosses fingers just in case*)