Beauty and The Geek
Chapter Seven - Ed/Marcel's POV
Warning(s)?: Uh... I think a swear word or two?
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"I love you, Avery." I say as I kiss her forehead.
"I love you too, Marcel."
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Chapter Seven
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I jump up, "Hey Geeks! So, if you're not part of my school, then I guess..." I sigh, my eyes dimming, "... that you haven't heard that my sister ... died."
"She killed herself a month ago. And I couldn't deal with it. But owe you this video. You're my fans and you desserve to hear the truth from me." I feel some tears roll my cheeks and I wipe from my masscara smudged eyes.
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Ed's POV
Hannah Small is gone. She's gone forever. And she's not coming back. Is it wrong to say that I loved her? I barely knew her. But she was amazing. Beautiful. Perfect in every way.
Her long dark hair, cold white skin, bright eyes and tongue stud. She was different to everyone else. She was special.
Marcel told me that Avery hasn't taken the news well. She hasn't been to school in three weeks. Marcel goes to her house every day. I don't know why. Same with Harry. She ruined him. She stole his innocence. She destroyed him. He was clean and pure. Like freshly fallen snow. But she went and trampled all over him. Turning him into muck. Ruining his perfection.
Avery was at school today.
She didn't look well. Her eyes were dark, skin creamy and greasy She was barely awake. Dosing in classes, slipping in and out of sleep. I don't think that's she's been sleeping very well.
Neither have I.
Greg and Ryan haven't taken Hannah's death in arms either. They're blaming themselves for it. Hannah told me that everyone hated her. That they bullied her, tormented her. Always took Avery's side.
And now she's dead.
Hannah...
I watch her today.
She's in my Chem class. She's still not wearing make-up. I don't know why. She's quite beautiful. Her jeans are badly ripped and she's got a bright pink Dalek top. Her eyes are closed as they rest on the table.
No one in the class is even speaking to her. I'm not. Everyone is avoiding still with her. Like you can catch suicide.
"Everyone buddy up!" Dr. Winter yells. Our Chem teacher, Dr. Winter is quite nice. And very young. Her eyes are bright blue, almost glowing. Her hair has been dyed indigo and she's got a olive tan. Doctor Andromeda Winter. Hailing from Athens, Greece; Andromeda's thirty but graduated High School when she was only 12. We've learned that she has a doctorate in psychology so no one ever lies to her.
No one ever 'buddies' with me either. I walk over to Avery and say, "Buddies?"
She hiccups and smiles, "I thought that you hated me."
"I do, I just need a buddy."
"Okay."
I missed speaking to Avery. She's nice, kind and caring. She's also very smart and knows exactly what to do.
Later that day.
"C-Can I talk to y-you guys?" I hear Marcel call.
"Sure Marcie!" Harry calls out and I walk into the living room. Marcel's on the couch, looking worried. He's tapping the edge of couch and frowning.
"What up?"
"C-Can we t-talk?"
"What about? What's wrong Marcie?"
"D-Don't call me M-Marcie."
"Fine." I say. Harry looks over to me and I shrug.
"What's this 'bout?" Harry asks.
"It's a-about... A-Avery."
Harry's eyes widen, "You guys are back together, aren't you." He doesn't say it like a question. He seems to know what he's talking about.
"Y-Yes." He stutters. He closes his eyes, fear filling his body.
"You're ... hooking up with Avery?"
"N-Not hooking u-up. I l-love her."
"Does she love you? Has she told you?"
"S-She has."
I stand up. Shaking my head, I walk back to the door. "Where are you going?" Harry calls out.
"Avery's house."
I need to talk to her. I need to ask her. About Marcel. About Hannah. Abut everything that has happened these past months. Knocking on her door, the dark eyed woman opens the door.
"Ed?"
"Avery." I push the door open. Her eyes widen with fear, "You and Marcel?"
"I'm so sorry Ed! I didn't mean to. I didn't mean too. I love Marcel. I'm so sorry!" She whispers.
"It's okay Avery."
"W-What?"
"Do you really love Marcel?"
"Yes. He's different to every other guy that I've ever dated. They're all ... jocks. Popular, handsome and witty. They all treat me like a slut. A whore. A one night stand for their own use. Marcel's not like them. He loves me. I love him."
"It's okay Avery." I hug her. Her arms wrap around my waist and eyes are freshly filled with tears.
I lightly patted her back as she cried into my arms.
A week later
Marcel's POV
She smiles at me. Her eyes look like someone made the sun in their workshop. She's
beautiful. Her smile twinkles in the light.
She's beautiful and perfect.
Everything about her is perfect.
Her lips trail along my neck, my shaky hands rest around her waist. She smiles again. Bright eyes. Her lips are lightly swollen and red from our make-out session. Her puffy lips connect with mine, she's beautiful.
We part, "L-Look." She looks towards the setting sun. It shines bright light along her skin, stunning lines tracing along her porcelain skin.
It catches her eyes, illuminting them like lightining has struck inside them. She's magical. She could melt the polar caps with her smile. Her death glare could freeze desserts. Her kisses could make you travel into space. Her violent words could make you burn in hell.
"It's beautiful. Like you." She kisses me again. God, she's a drug and I'm addicted, "A-Avery?"
"Yeah Mars?"
"C-Can I a-ask y-y-you s-something?" I reach into my pocket. I've spent the last week looking at rings.
"A-Avery, f-from the f-first d-d-day that I met y-you; I k-knew that y-you w-where differnet. S-Special. A-And I k-knew that it w-would a-a-always come down t-to you and m-me. That I w-would be the a-awkward o-o-one stuttering t-these l-lines. T-Trying to m-make sense o-of what I-I f-feel."
"Mars? What's going on?" She looks worried, eyes wide with fear. She thinks that I'm breaking up with her.
"A-Avery Small, I w-w-w-want to a-ask if y-you'll be w-with m-me forever?"
"Marcel? We're eighteen."
"N-No. It's a p-p-promise ring." I say and I reach from my pocket and go down on one knee, "A-Avery S-Small, would y-you promise t-too be w-with me forever u-until we're old e-enough t-to b-be together f-f-forever?"
"Yes!" She screams. She pulls me from the ground and places random kisses all over my face and neck. I missed her. I can't believe that it took us this long to find each other.
I side the ring on her finger. She smiles at me, her eyes even brighter then normal. Her eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes. They're so amazing. She doens't need to tell me how she feels. Her eyes say everything.
Eyes. They are said to be the gate way to the soul.
"I love you, Avery." I say as I kiss forehead.
"I love you too, Marcel."
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"I love you, Avery." I say as I kiss her forehead.
"I love you too, Marcel."
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Chapter Seven
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I jump up, "Hey Geeks! So, if you're not part of my school, then I guess..." I sigh, my eyes dimming, "... that you haven't heard that my sister ... died."
"She killed herself a month ago. And I couldn't deal with it. But owe you this video. You're my fans and you desserve to hear the truth from me." I feel some tears roll my cheeks and I wipe from my masscara smudged eyes.
. Camera Off .
Ed's POV
Hannah Small is gone. She's gone forever. And she's not coming back. Is it wrong to say that I loved her? I barely knew her. But she was amazing. Beautiful. Perfect in every way.
Her long dark hair, cold white skin, bright eyes and tongue stud. She was different to everyone else. She was special.
Marcel told me that Avery hasn't taken the news well. She hasn't been to school in three weeks. Marcel goes to her house every day. I don't know why. Same with Harry. She ruined him. She stole his innocence. She destroyed him. He was clean and pure. Like freshly fallen snow. But she went and trampled all over him. Turning him into muck. Ruining his perfection.
Avery was at school today.
She didn't look well. Her eyes were dark, skin creamy and greasy She was barely awake. Dosing in classes, slipping in and out of sleep. I don't think that's she's been sleeping very well.
Neither have I.
Greg and Ryan haven't taken Hannah's death in arms either. They're blaming themselves for it. Hannah told me that everyone hated her. That they bullied her, tormented her. Always took Avery's side.
And now she's dead.
Hannah...
I watch her today.
She's in my Chem class. She's still not wearing make-up. I don't know why. She's quite beautiful. Her jeans are badly ripped and she's got a bright pink Dalek top. Her eyes are closed as they rest on the table.
No one in the class is even speaking to her. I'm not. Everyone is avoiding still with her. Like you can catch suicide.
"Everyone buddy up!" Dr. Winter yells. Our Chem teacher, Dr. Winter is quite nice. And very young. Her eyes are bright blue, almost glowing. Her hair has been dyed indigo and she's got a olive tan. Doctor Andromeda Winter. Hailing from Athens, Greece; Andromeda's thirty but graduated High School when she was only 12. We've learned that she has a doctorate in psychology so no one ever lies to her.
No one ever 'buddies' with me either. I walk over to Avery and say, "Buddies?"
She hiccups and smiles, "I thought that you hated me."
"I do, I just need a buddy."
"Okay."
I missed speaking to Avery. She's nice, kind and caring. She's also very smart and knows exactly what to do.
Later that day.
"C-Can I talk to y-you guys?" I hear Marcel call.
"Sure Marcie!" Harry calls out and I walk into the living room. Marcel's on the couch, looking worried. He's tapping the edge of couch and frowning.
"What up?"
"C-Can we t-talk?"
"What about? What's wrong Marcie?"
"D-Don't call me M-Marcie."
"Fine." I say. Harry looks over to me and I shrug.
"What's this 'bout?" Harry asks.
"It's a-about... A-Avery."
Harry's eyes widen, "You guys are back together, aren't you." He doesn't say it like a question. He seems to know what he's talking about.
"Y-Yes." He stutters. He closes his eyes, fear filling his body.
"You're ... hooking up with Avery?"
"N-Not hooking u-up. I l-love her."
"Does she love you? Has she told you?"
"S-She has."
I stand up. Shaking my head, I walk back to the door. "Where are you going?" Harry calls out.
"Avery's house."
I need to talk to her. I need to ask her. About Marcel. About Hannah. Abut everything that has happened these past months. Knocking on her door, the dark eyed woman opens the door.
"Ed?"
"Avery." I push the door open. Her eyes widen with fear, "You and Marcel?"
"I'm so sorry Ed! I didn't mean to. I didn't mean too. I love Marcel. I'm so sorry!" She whispers.
"It's okay Avery."
"W-What?"
"Do you really love Marcel?"
"Yes. He's different to every other guy that I've ever dated. They're all ... jocks. Popular, handsome and witty. They all treat me like a slut. A whore. A one night stand for their own use. Marcel's not like them. He loves me. I love him."
"It's okay Avery." I hug her. Her arms wrap around my waist and eyes are freshly filled with tears.
I lightly patted her back as she cried into my arms.
A week later
Marcel's POV
She smiles at me. Her eyes look like someone made the sun in their workshop. She's
beautiful. Her smile twinkles in the light.
She's beautiful and perfect.
Everything about her is perfect.
Her lips trail along my neck, my shaky hands rest around her waist. She smiles again. Bright eyes. Her lips are lightly swollen and red from our make-out session. Her puffy lips connect with mine, she's beautiful.
We part, "L-Look." She looks towards the setting sun. It shines bright light along her skin, stunning lines tracing along her porcelain skin.
It catches her eyes, illuminting them like lightining has struck inside them. She's magical. She could melt the polar caps with her smile. Her death glare could freeze desserts. Her kisses could make you travel into space. Her violent words could make you burn in hell.
"It's beautiful. Like you." She kisses me again. God, she's a drug and I'm addicted, "A-Avery?"
"Yeah Mars?"
"C-Can I a-ask y-y-you s-something?" I reach into my pocket. I've spent the last week looking at rings.
"A-Avery, f-from the f-first d-d-day that I met y-you; I k-knew that y-you w-where differnet. S-Special. A-And I k-knew that it w-would a-a-always come down t-to you and m-me. That I w-would be the a-awkward o-o-one stuttering t-these l-lines. T-Trying to m-make sense o-of what I-I f-feel."
"Mars? What's going on?" She looks worried, eyes wide with fear. She thinks that I'm breaking up with her.
"A-Avery Small, I w-w-w-want to a-ask if y-you'll be w-with m-me forever?"
"Marcel? We're eighteen."
"N-No. It's a p-p-promise ring." I say and I reach from my pocket and go down on one knee, "A-Avery S-Small, would y-you promise t-too be w-with me forever u-until we're old e-enough t-to b-be together f-f-forever?"
"Yes!" She screams. She pulls me from the ground and places random kisses all over my face and neck. I missed her. I can't believe that it took us this long to find each other.
I side the ring on her finger. She smiles at me, her eyes even brighter then normal. Her eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes. They're so amazing. She doens't need to tell me how she feels. Her eyes say everything.
Eyes. They are said to be the gate way to the soul.
"I love you, Avery." I say as I kiss forehead.
"I love you too, Marcel."
Notes
asdfghjkl MAVERY ROMANCE.Predictions?
Mavery?
Oh my holy fridge, are you just as exited as me?
Sorry it's so short but I'm really busy; so this is what I have for you...
I HOPE THAT IT WAS WORTH YOUR TIME =D
Avery's Ring: http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51K6IIqBrzL._SL190_CR0,0,190,246_.jpg - personally I want one.
Dedication to: secret-directioner154 and HazzasGurl. Thanks for you're amazing reviews. They've kept me going. With out you I wouldn't be writing.
And also, to anyone that reviewed Dead Girl's Can Speak (aka: HazzasGurl and belikewahcha). I'll be putting my next chapter up soon! :D
Np keep up the good work!
11/25/13