A Free Show

Lina's POV:

[Next Morning – Mer's College]

It got dragged out. 

And yes, I talked about my body. 

Sure, it took a while but Olivia succeeded in dragging it out of bed. 

Oh, how I'd wished everything from last night would get dragged. Removed from my fucking brain!

But no. 

As Olivia and I moved down the pathway, I yawned into my palm. 

My head.. pounded. Perhaps it was because of last night's argument with Ma. Or because of him who would not be named. 

But I was sure Olivia's yapping was the cause. 

"This college's really insane, bae. Someone became handless yesterday but the party's still gonna happen!" My dear bestie blabbed. 

I merely spared her a glance then I focused on the big door ahead. 

"I'm gonna use my internship at the LAPD to find Riven's watch" I declared as I stopped. 

Olivia did her usual rapid blinks whenever she was confused. 

"What's with the.. determination? It's intense" She teased, wriggling her eyebrows. 

"Nah, it's fucked" I muttered then. 

I sighed, pushing out air from my lungs. I wished my struggles were that easy to leave. 

"You'll tell me bout it. For now, I've classes!" Soon, we parted ways after sharing a hug. 

But I lingered at the door a while. My attention remained on the parking lot for a minute. 

Ma spoke about Riven being a student here. Was that true?

I didn't doubt his intellect; devils were smart. But they'd never attend classes right?

Asides, the leader of Black Reapers would be scare. His actions - cruel, and disgusting ones made his presence known. 

So why did I feel unease?

My nails brushed against my palms as I clenched my fists. 

"Riven isn't here, Lina" I mumbled to myself, my gaze crawling to the courtyard. 

It foolishly landed on a couple. I wasn't disgusted at the fact they were being so intimate in public. 

Okay, I was a bit disgusted. But the position they were in reminded me of yesterd–

Okay. That was enough. 

Sharply, I spun around, taking my focus back to the door. To finding the internship supervisor. 

*

"President's office. President's office" whispered, repeating the words of a secretary. 

Again, the supervisor was absent. But his secretary was present. 

She informed me he'd be at the college's President's Office. 

I was headed there. 

Once I find the supervisor, I'd also find..peace. Yes, peace. 

I might find Riven's stolen watch in the Lost and Found. More hints about Pa's murder. 

My chest tightened at that last part, and my mouth tasted bitter. 

Both from the fact my Pa died quite 

gruesomely and Ma didn't wait too long before stuffing her face with another man's sausage. 

"Fuck you, brain!" I scolded myself, accidentally recalling that breakfast. 

Riven was repulsive. But also not here. 

I'm being paranoid. Now at the President office door, I knocked then twisted the doorknob.

Then the it swung open.  

He's not her– 

He was here. In fact, Riven Rythrone was in the president's office with someone in between his knees. 

I.. froze. 

Behind the polished desk, the devil was slouched in a chair. 

His head was tilted, stupid blue eyes glinting, and lips stretched into a smirk. 

Of course. Of fucking course. 

"What the..!" My hand gained motion, and it trembled. So did my gaze until it settled completely on the girl. 

Her hair was long alright, and its end rested on the carpeted floor. Yet.. yet it didn't hide her bobbing head. 

The movement wasn't fast but slow as if she savoured it. 

Jesus Christ!

My stomach twisted so violently I stumbled, almost loosing my balance. 

My lips parted, lungs desperate for air that now reeked of his cologne. And stench of intimacy. 

"You're lucky, Miss Tequila" Then Riven spoke, his voice as silk as her mouth. 

His slanted gaze crawled to my face then it locked with my shaky one. 

"You're enjoying a free show" Then he smirked. 

He fucking smirked, and I went limp. My arms dangled from my shoulders like that of a toy out of.. I don't know?

Exhaustion from this complete utter bullshit? Or from the weight of hate pressing me?

I couldn't tell and– 

"Ms Adeline" A gruffy voice echoed through the hallway, and I flinched. 

I spun to a side as quickly as I stolen another glance of the revolting pair. 

A short full beared man walked forward. It'd be only logical for the thuds of his shoes to serve as a warning for them to stop. 

A reminder that they were doing something so intimate in the office of the College's fucking President. 

But the gurgles, and choked sounds didn't stop. The man who I assumed to be the supervisor came to a halt right in front of me. 

Expectantly, the unholy noises filled his ears, and I watched his brows arch. 

"What is going on–" He paused then leaned in. 

Again I faced them and this time, the long haired blonde sat upright, still sprawled on the carpet. 

"Are you fucking daft, Mr Collins?" She questioned with her full pink lips, plump and moist. 

Riven's hand remained on her hair, giving it slow strokes like she was his damn dog. Whelp, she was a bitch and he smiled like a proud owner. 

"M-Miss Wolfgang, I'm so so sorry!" My heart fell as the supervisor straightened up. 

I understand that he was flustered, cheeks flushed red but sweat dotted his head. Fast. 

Okay, what!?

What would an adult become afraid after catching students in this way. My eyes widened like crazy as he retracted then..ran. 

"Hell no" Mindlessly, I mumbled then dashed after him. 

For someone with short legs, he moved way to fast but I eventually I caught up. 

"Why didn't you tell me she was in there?!" After a few turns, and far from the office, the supervisor - or Mr Collins snapped at me. 

I blinked then chuckled at.. everything. He yelled at me? ME!?

Shouldn't those two high spirited fucks be getting yelled out. 

"Sir, she was giving a blow job in the President's office" Slowly, I spoke, making sure he heard and could comprehend me. 

Mr Collins dabbed his head with a napkin then faced a very confused me. 

"Listen, kid" He sighed out. 

"Miss Eve can do whatever she wants. Mr Riven kills whoever he wants" He came closer, and

I stared down at him with crooked eyebrows. 

"I rather choose hell than being an enemy of the leader of the Black Reaper or Principle Z Wolfgang's daughter,Eve"