Behind the Mask

Abduction of her heart (Part 4)

Ririka's eyes widened the moment she heard the apathetic yet still very much assertive sounding words. The addressed girl's, before relaxed, almost energy deficient body, appeared to be hit by an electric current as all of a sudden every single muscle inside of her tensed up. Ririka took a deep sudden breath through her nose as if she just woke up from a nightmare.

The whitehaired girl was remarkably startled and for a moment she actually wasn't able to move because of sheer shock. She for a tenable amount of time kept staring out her window with widened aquamarine eyes, which had returned to their usual color. The sudden breaking of the silence felt really unnatural. Ririka, without really thinking about it after a moment of processing, turned her whole upper body at a high speed, like she had heard the scary voice of a ghost whispering in her ear from behind, and then glanced at the blonde girl. The whitehaired's girl breathing was a little fast as she was feeling considerably startled and confused. Did Mary actually say that?

The vice president was feeling more and more flustered by the moment. Ririka wouldn't have been surprised in the slightest if she had just imagined it, since it definitely was something her subconsciousness would want to hear. Mary wasn't looking at Ririka and instead was staring straight forward with an emotionless face expression. The blonde girl wasn't saying anything which might have at first glance made it less likely that she actually would have requested something like that. However Ririka's eyes almost immediately were drawn to something specific. Ririkas face started burning up as she saw the extended hand which she held out to the whitehaired girl. Although every other aspect of Mary seemed not to want to have anything to do with the whitehaired girl anymore, the hand definitely exposed Mary's otherwise rejecting behavior. Ririka didn't understand anything anymore as Mary definitely seemed mad so it wasn't making sense for her to purposely let herself seem approachable.

"What? W-Why...?" asked Ririka in a nervous and surprised tone which she kinda regretted almost immediately as it didn't actually matter why, nevertheless something about this was quite suspicious. Mary for a moment seemed displeased that Ririka was asking that, which the whitehaired girl noticed. Mary then slowly turned her head and looked directly at Ririka which let the girl stop breathing for a moment as Mary had once more an intimidating aura around her. "

So I can break it..."

declared Mary in an annoyed and cold tone. There didn't seem to be the smallest hint of joking behind those words. Mary's golden brown eyes were directly staring into Ririka's, yet they were rather expressionless. The blonde girl then without a word turned her head back and looked away, although the open hand was still there. Ririka silently stared at Mary, however she didn't actually have a strong reaction to Mary's statement besides the excitement leaving her eyes. She slowly looked back at Mary's open palm.

The girl left with only few options didn't actually have any form of hesitation as something in her had already decided that if this was the punishment Mary wanted to give her she would accept it. Although Ririka had made her decision with ease, she still felt really nervous resulting in her heart racing. The whitehaired girl's hand was moving slowly, afraid of what would happen once it reached its destination. After a moment in which Mary had almost accepted that Ririka would refuse to give her hand, all of a sudden the tied up girl could feel Ririka gently putting her warm hand into hers.

For a moment pale colored hand just laid onto Mary's hand with nothing actually happening, yet Ririka flinched out of fear the moment she felt Mary abruptly grasping her hand. Ririka let out a faint whimper as she closed her eyes tightly. The girl having offered her hand as tribute was breathing slowly while still having closed eyes since she was scared to look. "Hmm?" After a while she then gradually opened her eyes as she noticed something was weird. Ririka looked surprised down at her own hand. Mary had grabbed Ririkas hand with a lot of force, yet there actually didn't seem to be any intention of hurting Ririka.