Chapter 7

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It's now the next day

I make my way to the locker but I see Draculaura standing beside it, she's on her iCoffin

I assume she's waiting for Clawd, and thankfully I haven't ran into him since...the incident

I really don't want to disturb her but I need my book for my next lesson

Right now

I slowly walk over, trying to draw attention away from me

But

She looks up

"Valentine what are you doing?" She asks, folding her arms

"I'm going to my locker, and I didn't want to interrupt you,"

She shakes her head

"I find that hard to believe, I've told you to stay away from me,"

Ugh why does this have to be a bigger deal than it is?

"Do I really have to prove it to you?" I ask

"Yes," she says plainly

I roll my eyes and walk over

She stares at me as I unlock it

"See? 143 is my locker!"

She's visibly embarrassed

"Oh...sorry Valentine," she says quietly, I almost miss it

I grab my book and slam my locker shut, harder than I intended

"It's fine,"

I turn but right in front of me is the one person I didn't want to see

Clawd

His hand is on the locker beside mine and his other hand is on his hip

I have Draculaura behind me and Clawd in front of me

Great...

"Why are you talking to Draculaura?" He growls

"I-It was just a misunderstanding," I say

He raises an eyebrow

"It's true! Ask her yourself!" I say

He's now angry

He grabs me by my shirt and lifts me up, my books abandoned on the floor

My legs dangle as I try to pry myself free

"I-I'm telling the truth! I swear! Put me down!"

He snarls, his own fangs on display

"I find that very hard to believe," he says through gritted teeth

He swings me to the side

Oh no

He's going to throw me into the lockers

He's about to do it-

"STOP!!" Two voices yell in unison

Clawd and I look at the source of the voices

Spelldon and...

Draculaura!?

What!?

"Clawd! He is telling the truth! I was in the way of his locker!"

I glance at Clawd

His rage is still present but not as prominent

"Let him go! Please!" Spelldon pleads

"Please..?" Draculaura asks

Slowly, he puts me down, but he still grips my shirt

"Consider yourself lucky," he says quietly before letting me go

He turns and walks away, and Draculaura follows, neither of them looking back

Soon, I'm pushed to the side slightly and feel arms wrap themselves tightly around my waist and a face buried in my chest

I land against the locker and I see Spelldon, crying

I wrap one arm around him and I use my other hand to thread my fingers through his hair

"What's wrong my love?" I ask

His cries are muffled

"You...you could've gotten hurt..." he says

"Darlin' you don't have to worry about me,"

I take my hand away from his hair and I find his chin, making him look up at me

Tears stain his cheeks

"I'm fine, see?" I say with a small smile

He nods slowly

"Now sugar, I gotta get to class and-"

"I'll come with you!!" He says, letting go of my waist

He bends down to pick up my book

He shoves it into my chest and grabs my hand

He drags me down one of the corridors

"Sweetie, other way..." I say

He stops

"Oh...hehe, sorry,"

He turns abruptly and leads me down the correct corridor

He worries about me..?

No one has worried about me in who knows how long

At least the feeling is mutual

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