"Hey, are you okay?" a kind voice brings me back to reality. I tear my eyes away from where the mysterious man left and look at the person speaking to me. He has short brown hair and is quite tall, but still shorter than the guy I just fought with. His brown eyes look a bit worried but they seem nice.
"Yes, I just dozed off a bit." I reply.
He smiles at me and nods. "I know the feeling yeah, it happens to me a lot."
I smile back at him and outstretch my hand. "I'm Sophia, I'm new here."
He takes my hand and shakes it a little. "Right, I've never seen you here before so I guess that makes sense. I'm Liam."
I qucikly grab on the opportunity of making a new friend. "Hey, do you happen to know where English is? I already missed Math and I don't want to be late."
"Yeah, sure. I have English now, too so you can just come with me." he says and I grin at him. "Okay."
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English turns out to be great, I sit next to Liam and throughout class we make jokes about the teacher. Beyond happy that I found someone to hang out with already on the first day, I walk with him to the cafeteria after the class to have lunch together. “So how do you usually spend lunch here?” I ask him casually when I see his cheek grow slightly pink. “Um, I just eat. Nothing special.” he answers. “Yeah, but with who?”
He shrugs. “Alone, usually.” I frown. “What? Why?” It seems odd to me that he doesn't have any friends. Hopefully, he's not a creep or a weirdo and that's why everyone's avoiding him.
It seems unlikely, though. His personality is just too warm for him to be unaccepted in society.
For a moment, his eyes glance in the direction of my only other aquaintance in this school.
"Oh you gotta be kidding me!" I whisper to myself and Liam gives me a weird look. Of course he's pointing in the dick's direction.
"Do you know him?" Liam asks me and I roll my eyes.
"I met him in the hallway today. Well, actually crashed into him and he got all pissed off and stuff. He's a complete ass." I tell him, huffing. Liam smiles at me, but when I look at him across the diner, he's intensely staring at me, almost as if he heard me.
I roll my eyes again, just to see if that would get a reaction from him and I almost miss it, but he clenches his yaw so hard I think his teeth might fall out. They don't, though and I pout to myself. It would be nice to see how his ego would have shrunk if he lost all his teeth.
"Well, that guy right there is the reason for my social status." Liam brings me back again. "We got off on the wrong foot in the Freshman year and he bullied all my friends until nobody wanted to hang out with me again." he tells me and my disgust for the guy grows even more.
"That's horrible." I say and look at Liam. "Well, don't worry about it, okay? I'm gonna keep hanging out with you no matter what the douche-bag thinks or does." I smile at him and he smiles back.
"Thanks."
The lunch break was over though and we had to return to classes, in my case Biology. As I walk towards the classroom I dont think much about how this class is going to go, but as soon as I step into it, it turns into my worst nightmare.
There are 19 people in it; and 10 tables for 2. Only one person doesn't have a partner and in that moment, I would rather sit down next to the Devil himself, than next to him. But then again, I should have known they're basically the same person anyway. As soon as he sees me he groans and looks out the window. Unsure of what to do, I stand in the middle of the classroom for a couple of second before the teacher notices me.
"Hello, miss...?" the he says and I look at him.
"Watson." I reply.
"Well, miss Watson, please take a sit next to mister Jarvis there. We are about to begin." So his surname was Jarvis. Cute.
I nod and head to the desk, but even before I make it there, the Devil speaks up. "There's absolutely no fucking way I'm sitting next to this bitch."
I gasp and expect the class to do the same, but nobody seems shocked at all; even more, half of them seem like they're about to fall asleep any second now. Professor, however, looks up at the asshole.
"What did you say, young man?" he asks.
"I said," he begins again,"that there's no fucking way that I'll sit, much less work with miss Watson, because she is a fucking bitch." he repeats, saying miss Watson mockingly, but with his entire body giving off a bored vibe. The teacher looks slightly mad, but I'm not, not really. I must admit that I am slightly hurt, though.
"What do you have to say to that, miss?" the teacher asks me.
I purse my lips and reply:"In that case, I'd also rather not work with the egoistic dick sitting behind this desk." I must be honest when speaking to the teacher, right?
This time the poor old mad has had enough.
"Both of you! To the principal's office immediately!" he yells, pointing his finger to the door.
I scoff and leave the classroom, quickly walking to the principal's office in rage, when someone suddenly yanks me back by my arm. "Ow! That hurt!"
"You fucking bitch!" the Devil yells at me. "Look what you did! If I get another warning I can get expelled! If you even know what that means, you stupid-" he yells at me but I interrupt him, slapping him hard across his face.
His head turns to the left, a look of pain on his face. "Who the fuck do you think you are to yell at me? It was your fault as well! If you didn't call me names we wouldn't be here in this mess, so don't even try to put the blame on me! Again!" I scream in his face. I have had enough with him acting like he is a God or something. He slowly turns to look at me, his eyes the complete opposite of that they looked like this morning. The expression on his face chills me to the bone, making me gulp.
He stares at me for a few seconds, then roughly pushes me against the wall and comes so close to me, I honestly think he might kiss me. Instead, he brings his mouth to my ear, lightly brushing against the skin on my cheek, and whispers:"Don't ever hit me again sweetheart, or I will fucking destroy you." He removes his mouth from my ear, so that he can look at me. I didn't realize it before, but he's holding my hands up against the wall, so that I can barely move. He makes eye contact with me and keeps on pressing me like that to the wall, his hands cold like his soul and it at that second in time it seems to me like I'll never need to breathe again.
I break the eyecontact first. I can't stand staring into those cold eyes for a second longer. If I would, I would cry.I hate the way he's making me feel; like I'm worth less than him, like I'm a stupid, naive child. "Let me go." I whisper, looking at anything but him. He doesn't even budge, though I can still feel his eyes on me. "I said let me go!" I say with more force and push him off of me. Surprisingly, he steps away from me.I look him in the eyes for one last time and say:"You are a horrible person. I hate you." He only rolls his eyes in response and starts walking away from me. I wait fo
When Liam sees us in our last class, he almost doubles over in surprise.I sigh:"I'll explain later. I'm sorry we can't sit together this week." I apologize sincerely. I know he's probably as happy as me that he finally has a friend, if not even more."Okay, I'll call you after class. Can you give me your number?" he requests and I quickly scribble it down on the corner of his notebook.He smiles:"Thanks."
Tears start to form in my eyes at the thought of what just happened.Nobody has ever talked to me like that; especially not implied rape on me. I'm a virgin, I've never even had a boyfriend so to say that I'm shocked is an understatement.A silent grunt snaps me out of the transe I'm in and I immediately remember why I'm here.Axel.
The weekend passes quickly and calmly but when Sunday evening comes around, my nerves get the best of me. I only sleep for about 2 hours and when I wake up, I look and feel like shit; there's no other way to put it. Right now, I'd rather be thrown to wolves and tigers than be in the same building as the Devil.Still, I have to go to school even if I dread seeing Axel. It's not like I can avoid him for the rest of my life."Bye, honey and try to come home on time today." mum says as she gives me a kiss on the cheek before I leave and I sigh to myself. We had a fight on Friday because I came home t
I gulp and slowly start to move towards the house I have never wished to be in again."Come on." Amber smiles at me and enters it and I follow behind her.Immediately when people see her, they cheer and pull her with them. I sigh and slowly look around to see if there is a particular person in this room.Thankfully, he isn't.Alc
My hands tangle into his dark curls as I lay my lips onto his incredibly soft ones. I take my time to enjoy the way they feel, the way they taste and along them I could taste my salty tears.Axel stays completely still, as if he doesn't realize what is happening.Just as I begin to worry that he doesn't like this as much as I do and pull back slightly, he kisses me.He pushes harshly against me, his hands now tightly on my sides and pries my mouth open.
I sit behind the table, barely containing my anger and waiting for Axel to emerge from the bathroom.A lot of things confuse me; how does he know where I live? What did he tell my mother? Where are we going? Why would he want to spend time with me? What the hell does he think he's doing, threatening me? What is he even capable of? Would he care if I liked Theo? I thought he hated me.Is it true what he said last night?And, if it is, do I feel the same?
"You still don't want to tell me where we are going?" I ask him as he speeds down the road, in the direction away from the city."Nope." he says, popping the p."Then can you tell me how you found my house?" I ask as I look out of the window at the trees we're passing by."I saw you walking there from school one day." he simply replies and I turn to look at him.