Chapter 6

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Recap :)

Because of her I got my first detention in my life without any mistake.

I knew it, she is a bad news.

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Joshua's pov:

Rrrrriiinnngggggggg

Finally the school is over.

But thanks to Ms. Grace Anderson I can't go home.

Detention!

The students started packing their bags and moving out of the class. I saw her sitting beside me busy in sleeping.

Wow such a hard work she got to do!

I glare at her head. She is a bad luck for me. After all the students got out of the class I saw only few students are left in school premises, and they were also leaving. Great!

Mrs. Smith entered the class with her cold looks. I'm in the bad books of her. Thanks to this girl sleeping beside me. She stare at us and sat on her chair.

"Take out your English text book and write the summary of chapter 4 in your own words." She said scowling at grace who is still sleeping.

I nudged her in her shoulder. She raise her head and glared at me.

"What?" she snapped.

"Can't you see Mrs. Smith is here." I retorted back.

"So what?" she said with a nonchalant expression.

Is she crazy? Can't she be a little respectful to the teachers.

"Ms. Grace Anderson I'm done with your tardiness and inappropriate behaviour I want to talk to your parents." Mrs. Smith yelled from where she is sitting.

Grace's expressions turned cold after hearing what Mrs. Smith said.

"They can't come." she replied shortly.

What happened to her? Where her snapping and rudeness gone?

"Why not? Are they ashamed of their daughter's deeds and behaviour?" Mrs. Smith asked tauntingly.

Grace stared at her. She is neither replying nor moving.

Grace Anderson is silent?

She is insanely silent.

Is there any problem in her family?

After few minutes of staying silent she stood up from her bench at started walking out of the classroom without saying anything.

"Where are you going without my permission? I didn't dismissed you yet." Mrs. Smith started getting angry.

Grace didn't stopped. She not even turned around to reply her back and head out of the classroom. I was sitting there watching the whole scenario dumbfounded.

Where is she going?

Is she fine?

I should go with her.

I hastily started putting my stuff in my bag. I reached in front of Mrs. Smith and said "Sorry Mrs. Smith I've a urgent work to do I'll write the summary at home and will show you tomorrow."

I waited for her reply impatiently. "Okay go but I'll check it tomorrow." She said giving me a strict warning.

"Yes sure, thank you and have a nice day." I said and without waiting for her reply ran out of the class to catch Grace.

I saw in the hallways but she was not here. So I ran out of the hallways and reached to the school playground. I saw here and there but she was no where to be seen.

Where did she went?

Did she went out of the school?

No it's not possible to reach so far in such a short time.

I started searching for her and decided to check the backside of the school. When I reached there I saw her. She was very aggressively punching the wall nonstop.

She is surely insane.

I ran towards her and put my hand on the wall before she again fire her fist to punch the wall. Her fist collided on my palm with full force. She saw my palm on the wall on back off from her place.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" she yelled at me.

"Same question goes to you." I asked back.

"DO NOT QUESTION ME BACK." she yelled again.

"Why are you being so angry? What happened?" I asked her.

"WHY WOULD I TELL YOU WHO ARE YOU?" she shouted.

How much she can shout?

Doesn't her throat hurts?

"Why are you yelling at me? What did I even do?" I asked her.

"You pisses me off don't interfere in my matters." she said gritting her teeth.

"I'm just concerned about you." I sighed.

"Did I ask for you concern? Stay away from me." she snarled.

At this point I also started getting angry she is too much to handle. Can't she give normal ansers for the simple questions. She is right, why I come behind her? It's not like she asked for my help at he first place.

"I just wanted to check on you because I saw how your expressions changed on the mention of your parents." I explained her. After hearing me again her expressions turned more angry. I can clearly see that hate was swirling in her eyes.

For her parents?

Or for me?

"It's. none. of. your. business." she said putting pressure on every word.

"I know but--" I tried to say but she cut me off.

"Shut up, just shut up. Listen to me very carefully whoever you are, stay away from me." she spat.

"Do not even interfere in my matters. Leave the things how they are. Do not try to being a social worker infront of me. Asshole." she said in a deadly tone.

If anyone else was at my place they would be scared of her after listening her so called warning but I was not scared even a bit. I don't know why?
I grabbed her shirt collar and pulled her to me. Our faces were inches away from each other. Rage can be clearly seen on her face.

"I will do whatever I want to do and no one can stop me." I said staring into her eyes. She is continuously struggling in my hold and trying to push me away. But I kept my grip tightened on her shirt collar.

"LEAVE ME YOU BASTARD." she yelled at my face.

"I'm not finished yet Bellisima (beautiful). I don't care what's the outcome of my deeds but I always do whatever I want." I said and left her collar.

She gawked me like a hawk and spat "Don't try to be a hero by jumping into my matters. And I'm not that word you called me right now."

She straightened the crinkles of her shirt's collar by her hands and after giving me a push on my shoulder she left from there. I was still standing there watching her until she disappeared from my sight.

I sighed what's wrong with me I never behave like this she is turning me into something which I'm not. And why the hell I even call her beautiful? I know she is but there was no need to mention it.

Let's get back to home.

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