Chapter 5
Charity POV
“How dare you, bitch!” I cringed when Chase slapped me, and trust me, that has to be the biggest mistake he ever made in his life. How could he even raise his hand on me?
“Fuck! You shouldn’t really have done that, Chase… you shouldn’t have,” I shook my head as I pushed him roughly, and he staggered back, but quickly maintained his balance.
“Did you just push me?” he raised his eyebrows in shock.
“You better expect the worse, because that is not all I’m going to do to you,” I uttered before I grabbed his shirt by the collar, slamming him hard against the wall, and I heard gasps from the students. I knew I was making a mess, touching him, but this bastard really needed someone to fucking teach him a lesson, and I’m going to fucking do that, regardless of the outcome of my action later.
“Get your hands off me!” he yelled at the top of his voice as he pushed me back roughly until I fell on my butt, and realization dawned on me that I was right in front of the remaining four members who didn’t even look like this was a big deal.
I tried to stand up and fight him, but something landed on my face. Someone just threw a hamburger at me. That was all it took for the others to join them in throwing their food at me. Tears brimmed in my eyes, not because I was weak, but because I was in rage. Yes, I really wanted to fight back, I couldn’t take the pain anymore, but what if I was expelled from the school? Where the heck will I go from here, especially knowing that no school will ever admit me ever again? With all these going on in my mind, I found the reason to endure the pain.
“How dare you push Chase like that?”
“You are just a pauper that doesn’t even deserve to be here. You don’t belong here, so why don’t you just leave?”
“Die, pauper. Die!” the students kept throwing their food at me, while I sat on the floor and stared into space. Yes, I wanted to break down in tears, I wanted to scream at them to stop, but that was only going to make me look weak, that will never stop anything even though I decided to do that. They were never going to change their mind from bullying me. I thought handling this was never going to be a problem for me, but turned out that I was mistaken. I was torn between fighting for myself to get my freedom and enduring the pain if I wanted to stay here.
As he squatted in front of me and stared at me, all I felt was disgust and hatred. I wanted to pounce on him, but I was handicapped.
“One week… You have only one week to leave the school, and if by then you are still hesitating, trust me, you won't like what will happen,” he threatened me, and I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat. I knew that he really meant business, and trust me, I couldn’t deny being scared of what will happen if I ended up getting thrown out of the school.
“You won't want to mess with me, Charity… No school will ever accept you in LA if I throw you out myself,” he smirked at me, emphasizing his last words, which scared the guts out of me.
I watched as he stood up to his feet and strode out of the canteen with the other boys, while I sat on the cold floor, staring at them until they were out of my sight.
“Are you ok? Come on, let me help you up,” I raised my gaze to find Enny looking at me sadly.
“Yes, I’m fine,” I smiled at her as I managed to stand up to my feet, and droplets of water fell from my body, which I ignored. Showing these bastards that I was hurt, was the last thing I was going to do.
“I will go to the washroom to clean the mess up. Can you help me get some snacks so I can eat when I get back to the class?” I asked her, and she quickly nodded her head. I gave her some money before I left for the washroom. The students I ran into on my way to the washroom kept glaring at me in disgust, some of them were covering their noses as I walked past them, but that wasn’t really my problem for now. I just wanted to clean up this mess.
I finally arrived at the washroom later, and I stripped out of my uniform when I was sure that I was the only one inside. Of course, I locked the door, so someone won't barge in on me naked. I had a quick bath after I was done washing off the dirt in my uniform, and I wore them afterward, even though they were not yet dried.
I was finally done, and I turned to leave for my class since I was already getting late, and the lunch break must've been over by now, but I realized that the door was locked from outside when I wanted to open it.
“Not again, please,” I groaned as I took a breath breath. Of course, I knew that it was the handwork of the students.
“Is anybody there?” I banged on the door as if they will even answer me even though someone was really outside.
“Open the door, please!” I banged the door for the second time, with the hope of getting attention. I was already getting choked by the awful smell of soap here, since I was allergic to soap smell.
“Is anybody there, please? Please open the door!” I banged the door hard for the umpteenth time. The light suddenly went off, and fear gripped me. I am nyctophobic, and can't even stand the sight of darkness.
“Please open the door… It’s scary here,” I felt my cheeks wet as I banged on the door. My heart was already beating fast, my body was trembling fearfully, and I could feel the hair at the back of my neck almost standing. My legs wobbled on the floor, so I crashed against the wall to stop myself from falling to the ground. This had to be the cruelest thing I have ever experienced in my life. These students were demons, heartless ones at that.
I wasn’t with my phone, and even if I was, I didn’t even know who I was going to call to come to my aid. I spent twenty minutes in the washroom, wallowing in fear, until I heard the clicking sounds of keys from outside. I wanted to stand up to my feet, but my legs were weak and couldn't even carry me anymore.
The door finally opened, and the least expected person walked in. It was Knoxville Brooklyn… one of the members of The K5...
Chapter 43Just less than twenty-four hours and Charity felt like she was going to die anytime soon.It was supposed to be a beautiful Tuesday morning, but with Chase under the same roof as her, no day would ever be beautiful for her.Charity stood in front of the mirror and admired the beautiful woman who was looking back at her. It was her reflection. She was proud of herself for the strong and beautiful woman she had grown into, and the only thing she could at least do for herself was to smile."Yes! I'm good to go," she smiled at her reflection one more time, then reached for her backpack she left on the bed earlier and dashed out of her room. She left the house early as usual so she could get to school early.A sweet aroma welcomed her as soon as she stepped into the living room, and her stomach grumbled hungrily, her mouth didn't fail to salivate and the only thing she wanted was to have a taste of the food that smelt so good. When she recalled that the food was made by Chase, s
Chapter 43"Ch... Chase? What is going on here?" Charity could barely speak because she was still shocked by the sight of the living room, not to talk of the weird Chase standing in front of her. This couldn't be the chase Denver she knew. He was the last person to act like this around him."Nothing. Oh, the living room? I'm sorry I didn't inform you before I did this..." He paused and smiled at me."The couches were a bit work out, so I thought I should get a new one and also renovate this place. What do you think? Do you like them?" Charity felt like the world had turned upside down. Was something wrong with her eyes and ears because no way this could be Chase."What's wrong with you, Chase? Did something happen? You can talk to me. Did you get into an accident and hurt your head? What's going on?" She was forced to ask, scared of the way this guy was putting up an act."I'm perfectly fine, Charity. Come on, let's go to the dining room. The food is going to get cold," She was still
Chapter 41Charity POV"When is the class going to end, please?" I whined silently after I checked my wristwatch. It was Monday today and we weren't supposed to come to school since they were celebrating a festival here or whatever they called it, but our History teacher asked us to come to school for a test. Who does that? I thought Chase would be in class too, but it seemed like he wasn't concerned about the test. I shouldn't have expected less, anyway. He was the son of the school owner, anyway. He could buy his way out."And that is all for today. See you tomorrow," the history teacher finally left the class, and as if we all planned it, every one of us in the class sighed in relief."Finally! I thought he was not going to leave," Enny breathed out as he came to sit on her chair. We were separated earlier because she wouldn't stop talking. Good for her, anyway."I feel so drained. We should go home, Charity," she whined tiredly as she brought out her backpack from her drawer and d
Chapter 40"What do you mean you are moving with Charity?" Knox asked as he watched Chase pack his things."It's just temporary, man. I'm not going to stay there forever. You are making it look like I'm leaving forever," Chase paused and looked at Knox."This doesn't make any sense, honestly. You can't possibly leave this place just like that, Chase. I mean, it doesn't make any sense," Jax spoke up as he sat on Chase's bed."There is nothing wrong with that, Jax...""To what end, Chase? To what fucking end are you going to do this? This is madness. I'm your friend and I should tell you the truth. You've fucking lost it," Tristan lamented bitterly, the urge to slap Chase at the back of his head maybe to reset his brain spurred through him but he held back himself. Causing trouble was the last thing on his mind at that moment."Come on, guys. Can you all stop making this look like a big deal when it's nothing? We are still going to see often, we are still going to school together, and..
Chapter 39"Ch... Chase? What the heck are you doing here?" He shrugged, his hands tucked inside his pockets."Is there anything wrong with coming to see my girlfriend?" He asked as he covered the distance between them, and she huffed unbelievably."Gir... girlfriend? I told you to stop addressing me like that, Chase. I'm not your girlfriend for fuck's sake. Stop coming to my house, please," She said to him sternly and walked past him, but he held her hand and pulled her back."Are you walking out on me, huh?" He scoffed unbelievably as he turned to face her, his eyes blazing with anger."You are not expecting me to stand here with you, right?""How much did he pay you?" He asked, his face holding a serious expression, and Charity's heart skipped for a moment. How did he know that she was paid for this? Is he stalking her? She asked herself and swallowed the lump that formed in her throat as she stared at him wordlessly, not knowing what to reply to him with."Is it because of the bea
Chapter 38Charity POV"You are welcome to my humble abode. It's nice to have you here," I wasn't expecting his Mom to be as welcoming and accommodating as this, but she amazed me. I thought all wealthy people were arrogant, but she has given me a new picture to hold on to."Don't conclude yet. She doesn't know that you are a poor girl, Ms.," My subconscious mind reminded me, and I sighed briefly, giving my decision a second thought."Thank you, ma'am," I bowed slightly."You can call me Mom, please. My son is going to marry you soon, so you shouldn't be so formal with me," I almost choked on my spit when she said that, and I was forced to look at Mason, but the idiot turned his face away and left me to smile like a fool. I just hope this woman doesn't mistake this as something serious. How the heck will I explain to her that I was a hired girlfriend?"Hmm," I smiled at her nervously."I made this especially for you. I took my time to make it myself. You should try it," She uttered as