His nature (Chapter 5) Penny's POV

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I successfully completed four periods with that asshole without ripping off his throat. Run. Just run. Before that shit head tries to talk. I was running like a mad woman pushing and pulling the people coming in my way. I slipped on a paper, I pulled myself up and kept moving. Don't look back and don't be noticeable.

I made my way to my locker, alive.

"Hey" I almost jumped. That monkey stood there with a goofy fake smile. My insults suck these days. Monkey? Who was I kidding?!

"I don't have any intention of talking to you so back off" I said indicating that he has to leave with my finger.
I was shocked at what happened next. I was pinned to my locker anf his eyes were glaring with anger. He was breathing heavily and it scared it. I had never seen him like this. My heart was pounding and I could feel fear through out my body.

"If you think you can keep her away from me, you're wrong. Tell me WHERE. SHE. IS." He growled at me. I swallowed hard and tried to put together words.
She had enrolled into another school to stay away from him. She had begged me to not tell him where. It's not like I would. Seeing this side of him made me hate him even more. What if he had been abusive? That thought made my anger beat my fear. I pulled myself together and pushed him.

"I will never tell. STAY. AWAY. FROM. HER" I screamed and ran as fast as I could.

Keep running. My feet kept moving and fear came back.
What just happened?
I need to keep her away from him now more than ever.
He could hurt her. Not just emotionally but also physically.
I kept running till I reached the library. I went to farthest end of the room with the Fiction section and sat on the floor.
Tears were burning my eyes and I felt my throat tighten. My breathing was heavy just like my chest.
Tears started flowing down. I felt them trail down my cheek.
Not the time to cry.
Pull yourself together.
Oh! But it did not stop.

"Penns!" I recognised Jackson's voice immediately. What was I going to tell him? He's been my best friend for forever. I could count the times I've lied to him and I've hated it every single time. I was still facing away from him. I pulled up my cashmere stroll and tried my best to dry my face. I faked a smile and turned around.

"Jacky!" I matched his tone.
If I hadn't been his bestie all his life, I would have definitely crushed on him. He looked older than he is with his broad muscular shoulders and a built body but his eyes were the catch. A blue so deep that the ocean would be ashamed. I've heard people commenting on his jaw line but I've never noticed it. His face frowned when he made contact with my eyes,
He rushed to me and pulled me into a tight bear hug,

"What happened? And don't you dare say nothing! " he said angrily into my ear.

"What makes you think that I'm not okay? I'm totally fine!" My face was dry, right?

He pulled me back and glared into my eyes. Okay, now I'm feeling self conscious. He frowned and pulled me into his arms.

"You're lying. You've been crying and I need to know why" he said with a softer but angrier voice.
There Is no use lying to this lie detector.
I'd be lying if I say I'm not slightly attracted to him. His cologne was intoxicating.

"Some personal issues that I'd rather not talk about" I said choking and crying again. I seriously have no control over my tear ducts. He just looked angry and sad all mixed together.

"Please...." I'm pretty sure I didn't even hear it. He was whisperimg so low. I looked up hoping he would be looking somewhere else. He was looking straight in my eye. Time froze. I just stared at those wonderful deep blue eyes almost drowning in them. He was tearing up. It was weird seeing my macho built angry bestie cry. He never cried, ever. The last time I ever saw him shed a tear did not exist. I was shoked beyond words. Why is he crying? I'm just having an emotional breakdown. His face was the saddest thing I've ever seen. I couldn't believe it, is it possible that he could be, I don't know, hurt? He does not get hurt. He is a fighter. Curiosity took me over before I could stop the words from falling out of my mouth.

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