< Alexandria's POV >
"Hey Sexy!"
Wait... Isn't that... Dylan?
But... What... Why... H... HOW???
How is it even possible?
"Hey"
How can he actually be here?
What on earth is happening?
"OI!"
And that was when I realized he was still there.
"Oh. Urm hi."
This is just so weird! What is he doing here, in my school?
"Is there something bothering you? You was like staring at the floor so hard and your eyes looked like it was gonna pop out anytime..."
I laughed so hard that I earned a dozen stares from the other students who were wildly gesturing each other and staring at me.
Dylan was always hilarious.
He never failed to make me laugh whenever I was having a hard time.
You know what.
That. Wasn't even funny.
Excellent, Alexandria. Just Bravo!
"Wow. I told you to maintain those huge sapphire orbs didn't I? Bad girl."
Awkward moment.
"Well, at least I'm brave enough to be myself!"
What??
"What did you say?"
"It was n-nothing... I was just talking to myself."
He scrutinized my face and eventually came out with:
"Are you saying that I'm not brave enough to be myself?"
Yes, wait No! I don't know.
"Answer me, Alexandria! Was that what you was trying to say?"
Can I just dig some hole now and hide myself? Because I can feel almost every pair of eyes staring at us. And most importantly, I simply cannot answer him.
He pulled my hair and I couldn't help but to wince in pain.
"How dare you say this to me!"
He dragged me to the wall and pinned my arms on top of my head and I couldn't do anything as I was helpless.
"Princess."
He used his left arm and encircled it around my waist. Then, he slowly squeezed me with those huge muscles and I couldn't breathe.
"Look into my eyes, darling."
"I won't do it! Leave me alone you pathetic bastard!"
I tried to wriggle away form him but what do you expect from someone with 8 packs?
"Shhhh. You don't have to be mad with me lovely. I know who my parents are. At least my father isn't a womanizer."
With that, I kicked him in his groin and he backed away in pain.
Sensing this opportunity, I quickly ran away.
However, luck wasn't in my favor this time.
His whole gang surrounded me.
They must have planned everything.
That stupid asshole.
"Aww, what do we have here? A little girl who's tryna escape from her master?" one of them said and the rest just laughed along, as usual.
"I'm NOT a little girl! And he's NOT my master. I'm not your slave!"
"But you always were."
Dylan caressed my right cheek and squeezed my face painfully.
"Trying to act brave, little one? Show me whatcha got."
I tried to kick him again.
However, he managed to get hold of my leg this time and flipped me upside down.
My head hit the floor hard and my vision began to blur but fortunately I was still able to see.
Loud roars of laughter were heard and I tried to get up but then I felt Dylan's weight on my chest.
He traces his left hand across my naked thighs and I felt like killing him for laying his disgusting finger on my body.
"Your skin is so smooth, unlike you."
He tried to slide his hand under my Vans shirt but I slapped his face hard.
"Don't you dare do that!"
"What's wrong, baby? Are you scared?"
I felt my hands being tied with a strong rope and I couldn't defend myself now.
Where on earth were the teachers?!
All we have here are students who are enjoying a free show and gossiping among themselves and laughing, classic.
"What are you doing Alex? Can't you see how much you are enjoying yourself?"
He started nibbling on my left ear and I couldn't help but to squeal as that was one of my sensitive spots, and of course, he knew that.
Why does he still have this effect on me?
After what seemed like ages, he stopped and just bore himself into my eyes, with one of those sickest smirks.
I took the chance to breath in and out as heavily as I could after laughing so much from the tickles that his freaking mates gave me continuously.
If you're gonna think this is fun, then let me warn you that it's pure torture.
But of course, this demon wouldn't stop there.
He would have been the kindest man on earth if he did.
He slowly came nearer up till the point that I could feel his breath on my face.
He was just inches away from me.
I felt the tension in every part of me as all the hairs on my skin stood on ends.
I know what he's doing. But I certainly won't let him do it!
I tried to push him away but my hands were still held on tight by those big and burly friends of his.
Well, maybe talking some sense into him will help?
"Stop what you're doing Dylan! I'm not a fool. I don't know why you came back, when we already left each other ages ago! What do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me? Do you hate me that much... That you have to hurt me like this? What is wrong with you..."
And then, he silenced me with a long penetrating kiss.
His mouth crashed down on mine forcefully, making me jerk in surprise.
However, I didn't try to stop him.
Don't ask me why.
Because I'm now powerless.
I allowed him to part my lips and allowed his seeking tongue to enter.
His tongue explored my mouth and when it finally found mine, our tongues intertwined together and rubbed against each other.
I want to stop him but my body just won't let me. It's like he has full control over me and I'm just helplessly giving in.
Saliva was dripping from our faces but yet I still couldn't stop him.
After what seemed like forever, we broke the kiss and breathed heavily for air.
My eyes opened slowly and I realized we were...
IN HIS BEDROOM?
WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON?
"Urm Dylan... How... What happened?"
He didn't reply me and a smug smile appeared on his face suddenly.
I really think he has some mental issues.
He slowly whipped out a penknife and traced it on the nape of my neck.
"Do you know why you are here?"
I tried to respond but he covered my mouth with his hand and pointed the edge of the penknife to my waist.
"You're here for me to..."
He stabbed me in my waist with the penknife and I don't know how the pain shot through me but this time I screamed my heart out.
"end your life in peace. Say goodbye, baby girl."
He stabbed me again and I screamed but there was only one word I would say which was "Sharon" .
"SHARON! STOP IT!" I screamed again before everything went pitch black.
"Alex! It's okay, I'm here for you."
My eyes fluttered open and I saw Sharon beside me with an expression that I always feared the most.
Intense worry and concern.
"Alex! You were... You were... screaming my name repeatedly and I ran to your room... And... And... I... I saw you..."
"I had a nightmare about Dylan" I interrupted her and told her what I just went through.
"WHAT? How could he fucking do that?! How dare he touch you! I will never spare him! I will make sure I chop off that extremely small dick of his first! Then, I will slowly grind it in a blender right in front of his face while he's still gripping his ugly front that has blood dripping all over. Then I will..."
"No, don't."
"... Pour the dick mixture right into his mouth and make sure he swallows everything."
What on earth...
And just as I thought she was done, her eyes opened wide and she continued.
"And if he doesn't, I will simply pry open his mouth and stuff it in. "
Great.
"Then, I will pull out every single one of his nails with tweezers and watch him groan in wonderful desire. Next, I will put on some gloves so that I don't have to touch his disgusting bloody fingers."
She paused again, thinking of more ways to torture him.
"Aha! Then, I will cover up my face with a mask and cover my whole body with something that is "blood - resistant" and start drilling holes in both of his butt cheeks and I will make sure I drill him right till the end."
I feel this crazy urge to puke right in front of her right now, but I can't because I don't want her to get annoyed.
I know how much she hates him.
Or should I say, she hates him more than how much I do.
Then, I realized something.
"Wait, where are you gonna get the drill from?"
She looked at me and her crazy expression changed into a mixture of something like annoyed and irritated.
"Alex. Obviously, I'm gonna prepare everything I need before ending his life slowly and painfully," she answered me with the isn't-that-so-obvious look.
Oh well. I was just asking.
"Oh. Okay."
When she felt that she wanted to continue, she said "After that, I will slowly cut him up into small pieces, so small that it will look like minced meat!"
She actually said that with her eyes shining brightly.
Wow. How interesting... Not.
"I would feed his meat to all those cannibals out there and I will charge them 25 thousand for that. Actually, I could have asked for more but since he doesn't really mean anything I decided to keep it at that price."
Wow. Burn.
A moment of awkward silence.
Then, she looked at me and we looked at each other's eyes, then we started laughing our asses off.
"That would be absolutely perfect!" I must admit that this woman might be a serial killer one day. I mean like, damn.
"I know, I know. That thing actually deserved so much more than that but my brain just ran out of ideas."
"Well, I did wanted you to stop at some point because I didn't want you to be a murderer."
I couldn't help but to laugh after I said that.
However, Sharon didn't laugh along. Instead, she looked offended.
"Me? A murderer? Nah. It's not like I'm a heartless bitch or something."
She rolled her eyes at me and folded her arms.
"No, I didn't mean that! I was just joking. Chill, geez."
She turned towards me, then smiled slowly.
"Fine. I guess I was overreacting a little. But only a little."
"Yeah..."
"So... Chocolate?"
I looked at the Cadbury chocolate and my mouth started watering like crazy.
"Here, take it. It's all yours."
I was shocked, or should I say, so surprised.
Sharon? Rejecting a chocolate? Giving it to someone else?
IMPOSSIBLE.
"Hah. I must be dreaming. A girl whose name is Sharon Ashwood has never let anyone eat her chocolate before."
She looked at me then giggled.
"Well, I thought you deserved it since you had such a bad time. Just stop thinking about that thing. Ignore him. Pretend he's doesn't exist. Wait. No. Why pretend? He doesn't exist."
"Daaaaamnnnnn Daniel-"
And before I could continue...
"BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE WHITE VANS!"
Gosh. Does she always have to be so hyper?
"Hey! I'm so sorry woman but that's my line!"
What? I know that thing's outdated but I don't give two fucks because it's okay to say what we want.
Sharon gave me the I-give-no-shit-and-I-don't-care look.
Enough said.
"You're wearing white Vans anyway," Sharon pointed out to me randomly and that's when I realized how beautiful ironies were.
After bathing and changing into my favorite Chanel Tee and ripped Jeans, I decided to head downstairs with Sharon to do some shit in the shopping mall together.
But then Mom just barged out of the kitchen and screamed,
"We have new neighbors!"
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Sorry for the extremely late update but the reason is pretty obvious so...
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Anyways, how was the chapter?
I'm sorry if some of you couldn't stand the nightmare part. I couldn't bear it either :(...
But, I added the "torturing Dylan too death" part which was professionally lead by our dear Sharon.
* Sharon takes the cue and says, "Thank you! Thank you ladies and gentlemen!"
* we rise and clap our hands together *
* Sharon leaves the stage cuz the floor was always mine anyway *
The word count for this chapter was pretty good if you ask me because it is 2248 words!
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