The Possessive Bully

Part 4

"Tyler is here."

I sprang up from my bed and stared at my door.

What? Did I hear mum correctly?

"S-sorry mum, I didn't hear you. What did you say?"

"Tyler is here, sweetie. He said you guys have an activity you need to discuss."

W-what?

"I didn't know you were classmates."

Cause we're not!

I was about to say something when Tyler spoke.

"Oh, I transferred sections this year."

Liar!

Okay, keep yourself calm, Krysh. Just.. think of an excuse! Right.

"T-Tyler, I think I can do t-the activity on my o-own."

I can't let mum know that this guy is an assh*le. She's going to marry his dad after all.

"That would be unfair for you. Come on Krysh, I'm here to help."

I bit my lower lip.

What an a$$. How could he lie so easily?

My mother is right beside him for Pete's sake.

"I agree with Tyler. It's better if you two work together, sweetie."

Argh.

This is frustrating.

I heaved a deep sigh. I guess, there's nothing more I can do.

"A-alright.", was all I can say. I opened my door and saw Tyler's grinning face.

He was an inch taller than my mom. And my mom can't see his mocking face right now.

"I'm gonna get snacks for you two.", mum said before she left.

Tyler came in and even dared to lie on my bed. He looked at me but my feet are glued. I don't want to close my door.

I wanna stay here. Who knows what he'll do?

"Close the door.", he said while fixing my pillows.

He stared at me when I did not oblige.

When he knew I would not do as he wishes, he stood up and closed the door himself.

"M-mum's gonna check on us. S-so don't do anything funny."

He laughed.

"Relax, I just want your help with my home-works."

"W-what?"

He continued to look around my room.

He could have just told my mom he needs my help with his homework. Why did he lie?

Well, whatever.

"Your room.." he looked at me. "..Smells like you."

I felt the blood on my face.

What the heck?

"O-of course it does. I-its my room after all.", I said stuttering.

"Come on, let's do your homework.", I said changing the topic.

"Are you not going to change first?", he said about my uniform.

"No. Let's just get this done with."

One second he was standing on the other side of the room, the next thing I know, he was unbuttoning my uniform.

I froze. Just like how I did earlier.

He unbuttoned the second one and leaned closer to me.

"Do you want me to change your clothes for you? I'd be more than happy to oblige."

I pushed him and closed my blouse.

"N-no. I'll do it myself."

He smirked. "You're no fun."

I took a pair of PJs from my cabinet and went to the bathroom to change.

"What the hells wrong with that guy? Why is he always making fun of me?"

I combed my hair into a messy bun and washed my face before I went out of my room.

He whistled.

"Four eyes in PJs. What an eyesore."

Argh!

I badly want to smack his head. I closed my hands into a fist and controlled my anger.

"Just. Take your notes out of your bag and let's do your homework."

I sat at the edge of my bed.

"Let's play a game first."

My brows furrowed.

"W-what?"

He took a coin from his pocket and tossed it. It landed on his hands but he's quick to cover it.

"Head or tails?"

"What? No. Come on. Let's start your homework, Tyler. So you could go home."

He did not move and was still waiting for my response.

I sighed.

"What's at stake?"

He grinned.

"A wish."

"Wish? Are you a kid or what?", I said mockingly.

I immediately regret that.

He raised a brow at me.

"A-alright. Head."

"Oh you want a head?", he said grinning.

Ghad! This perv.

"The coin!", I averted my gaze. "I meant the coin..", I said in a lower voice.

He laughed before showing the coin.

"Looks like I've got luck on my side.", he said.