All Chapters of I CHOOSE HIM, BUT HE'S MY ENEMY: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~IVY~‎Damon stands beside my table, waiting for me to be done. ‎‎I look up at him, trying to understand why he is always by my side nowadays. Before we just acknowledged each other, with him occasionally stepping up to help me when someone tries to bully me. ‎‎But now, he's acting like a clingy boyfriend, following me wherever I go. To most people it might seem sweet, but to me it's suffocating.‎‎"You know that you don't have to accompany me to the library right?" I arch my brow quizzically. "I can just meet you there."‎‎He gives me a bewildered stare as though I said something blasphemous. "That'll be very scandalous."‎‎"The only scandal here is you always following me around." I retort.‎‎"I'm just trying to be a good boyfriend," he argues back with a mischievous glint.‎‎"A fake boyfriend," I correct. "You're a fake boyfriend, you don't have to take the role so seriously."‎‎"I do what I choose," he concludes, leaving no room for argument. "Besides, Roxie loves my pr

~IVY~It won't be wrong to say I've turned the library into my second room. ‎‎These days I'm always spending my free time there, pretending to be deeply engrossed in reading while trying to sneak back to the secret archive.‎‎My main priority in Blackthorn academy is to find the Ebon Testament and lately, with the murder and suspicions, I've been sidetracked. I need to find the Ebon Testament and I have a feeling that the library will give me the necessary clues I need.‎‎Even with my constant visits, I've not been able to access the restricted archives again. Miss Altman roams the entire library with a watchful gaze, foiling my plan each time.‎‎I can't help but feel that today will be different. Miss Altman isn't on the seat today, but instead an older man who sleeps half the time. ‎‎I raise my head slowly from the book I've been pretending to read for the past five minutes, surveilling the library environment.‎‎As expected, the current librarian was at the front desk, sno

~IVY~A single moment can change your entire life.‎‎I experienced the truth in this statement when I lost everything I hold dear in one night.‎‎I never thought I'll experience something like that again, until yesterday.‎‎Well it's a bit exaggerated. My entire life didn't change but I can't seem to get yesterday's out of my head. ‎‎Without my permission, the scene keeps playing again and again, slipping into my dreams.‎‎Karl.‎‎He's the unpredictable force that keeps crashing into my life.‎‎During our usual morning training, despite being in the opposing team, he kept shielding me from flying balls as though I couldn't defend myself.‎‎Well... to be honest the balls were too many for me to avoid them all. It was clear as the sun that I was being targeted. The evil grin Luciana shot my way made me hundred percent certain of my suspicion.‎‎Thankfully, Karl came to the rescue.‎‎Karl... I shouldn't be thinking about this Alpha. He's infuriating in a way I can't describe,

~IVY~"Don't you think our library period is now too often? We're literally in the library everyday, but it's not the same for other classes. Isn't it suspicious?"I turn to Roxie, who has her head resting on the table. She has been drifting in and out of sleep since we came into the library. It's not surprising though, she had been hyper active like a child on sugar rush. I was also awake almost throughout the night, but as someone who has been dealing with insomnia for years, few hours of sleep is normal for me."Mumf fumplin!" Her voice comes out muffled, making no sense."I understand only English and a little of French," I teasingly tell her. "You're going to have to speak with any of them."She raises her head up, rubbing her eyes. There's bags underneath her eyes and her hair is scattered as though it was a hair nest. One day of losing sleep and she's disorganised.Squinting her eyes on me she repeats her statement. "I said "Don't complain!" It was clear.""Sure... It was.""I

~IVY~It's the weekend and I'm stuck in my dorm.Unlike other students who have gone out to the student centre or wherever students go on a weekend, I'm indoors, trying to figure out the map I found in the archive.Roxie, whose social life is thriving and is not non-existent like mine, went out with her friends to the food court within the student arena. They're going to serve as a chaperone to another friend who's going on a date.Isn't the point of going on a date to get to know each other properly? How will that happen when three extra people crowd the table?What do I know about relationships? My fake dating with Damon is the only thing close to a romantic relationship I've ever had. With hunters breathing down your neck it's hard to find love and waltz around, going on dates. You'll be too busy surviving to actually live.I look down at the Ebon Testament once more, trying to unravel what it says. Everything was written in an ancient language, Grycia, that was meant to unite the