chapter 7

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As much as I didn't want to see him or speak to him, I still needed my phone back which was inside my backpack.

It was lunch break now and I sat at our usual table along with Derick, sash and Lilian but I was completely absent minded, I kept thinking of how to approach him for my stuff, perhaps I should just leave it with him?

So far today he hasn't done anything, I just felt his unflinching stare continually during the two classes I have with him...

I probably should meet him when it was still quite busy, I don't want to be completely alone with him ever again, I still couldn't get over what he'd done to me yesterday...

The bell sounded that lunch break was over, the cafeteria started to get empty as student began to head out

"Bye, see you both in class," Lilian said gathering her stuff followed by sash who shot me a little smile before accompanying Lilian

"You were so quite, are you okay?" Derick asked

"Of course I am, I wouldn't I be?"

He shrugged slightly " I didn't know, shall we head to class?"

I nodded and got to my feet, I just couldn't meet Mark now, I'll have to meet him later, the thought of being alone with him scared the shit out of me...

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I entered the bathroom and turned on the tap to wash my hand's, I could hear some girls chartering in the next stall

"There are rumors that his family is involved with the mafia"

"He's just too mysterious, Betty he's your boyfriend right, can't you tell us if the rumors are true or not?" Another said

Were they discussing Mark

"That isn't any of your concerns!' I heard a voice I recognize as Betty snapped

"Why do you sound so upset?" Another voice which I presume was her friend asked

Without waiting to hear her reply, I walked out of the bathroom, I only knew Mark's parents were very rich, I never knew they had a connection with the mafia, but then what did I know about him except the facts that he hates me and makes my life hell? Again these rumors about him are non of my business .

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My legs flattered as I approach him, he stood just outside the door of his car, a cigarette on his hands, I almost missed a step when his gaze fell on me, I was already here I should as well get on with it.

"What are you doing here?" He sneered coldly as soon as I got to him

My fingers clammed up and broke out in a nervous mess

"I.i..want to g..get my b.. backpack ,i forgot it in y.. your car" I manage our under his burning gaze, his gaze traveled down my features and finally settled back on my lips

"Why are you stuttering? Are you scared bunny?" As he spoke he took an intimidating steps forward

I moved backward cowardly " please just g.. give me my b.. backpack"

In two of his quick strides, the distance between us was covered, I started to move back when he grasped my arm, he threw his cigarettes to the ground and smashed on it...

"You always beg, always acting so pathetic and helpless it makes you so hateful!" He spat tightening his hold on my arm so painfully tight, i was sure it was going to leave a bruise

I made a huge mistake, I shouldn't have come to him, but he had be just calm moment ago

"Just stop it!"

"What do gain by saying those hurtful words to hurt me? I may be fat, I may be ugly but I also have a right to live! Just let me live my life " I yelled, I don't know where the courage came from but I feel a little better about myself

To my surprise, he released his hold on me and walked to his car to produce my backpack and purse...

For a moment something I couldn't decipher flashed through his gaze before it disappeared

Was it really over? I really pray he just hand it over to me with any further problem

His gaze was locked to mine as he approached me again

"You made a mistake bunny, one of the things I hate most is been yelled at," he said with a cruel smirk

"You want this? Then pick it up"

Next thing he emptied the content of my backpack to the ground just a few distance from his feet

"What? Don't want it anymore?" He mocked

I clenched my fists tight whan he step on my phone and I heard a cracking sound

I reached for him blindly without thinking and shoved at his chest

"What did you just do! You are so mean and a bully!"

"Those were the only words you could think of? Unwilling to get your mouth dirty? But you already did when you took my dick deep inside your throat remember?" He mocked

I blinked back tears of anger and slapped him right across the cheeks, right this moment I just didn't care about the consequences

His jaw twitched and his gaze hardened with a darker shade of green like now it was like a brewing storm of ocean , I took an unwillingly steps backwards but I didn't regret my actions

The air between us was very tensed as our gaze clashed , I couldn't look away even if I wanted to, my heart was pounding too fast against my chest

"I warned you that you'll regret it if you ever tried to slap me again" he seethed between clenched teeth, the burning rage I saw in his gaze made me retreat another step

"Anna?" A voice behind me broke our trance

It was Derick, I had never in my entire life been so relieved to see him, he gaze centered over my scattered belongings on the floor before it focused on Mark

"Why are you troubling her? Aren't you ashamed of bullying a girl? Didn't your mother teach you how to treat a girl? He said angrily

Mark's expression turned completely blank , all evidence of anger was cleared from his features

"You better stay out of this" he said in an icy tone

"And I think you should stay away from her" Derick replied

The air was getting tensed all over again, I wanted to avoid a repeat to last time as mush as possible

"Derick please let's just go,"I said clinging to his arm...

Mark stared at Derick and for a moment something murderous flashed through his gaze then it was gone

"Yeah let's go, come on I'll get you another phone"

As we walked away, I didn't know why I looked back, there was something in Mark gaze that promise retribution, his gaze was so dark and intense I felt I would be consumed by it

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