That Nerd ✔

CHAPTER 4

This chapter contains a bit of violence and abuse, so avoid it if you guys are not comfortable with it.

Jasmine

Damn... this was really embarrassing. He suddenly jerked his head to look at me. He didn't have to take that much effort in doing that because; I was just in front of him. The only difference is that instead of looking up for me from his desk, he needs to look down for me.

Confused!!! Well, I slipped and that too with my face meting the floor. Shit, I don't want to look at him right now. Why God why...??? Why me???

Slow, I stood up; he might have come up to help me, but when I looked for that helping hand he wasn't there. Why on earth, I expect so much from him.

I looked where he was sitting before and there he was with his long legs stretched under the seat, sitting like, 'he cares about nothing in this world' with his hands supporting on face on the desk and with other a pen swinging within his fingers and touching his face again and again.

Wow, he does have quite long fingers. Hmm...

Oh god, he is staring with his eyes. O should I hide, damn I'm still on the floor?

I quickly stood up and started dusting that non-existing dust from jeans. Should I run or should I walk away like nothing happened or.....

Hell, I need to ask him, now or never.

I turn around, looks like he already lost his interest in my fallen form, because he was frowning his way to the book, with his forehead creased with thinking.

Should I disturb him, he is studying, ah, well, when he isn't studying, anyway.

Ah... hello... ah.... Hi...no....hi Alessandro...no it feels like flirting, ah......hey...I was thinking of while pulling my jacket. Oh god, I feel stupid.

What the hell I'm going to do it.... hell with the danger zone.

"Ah... I... I am... I". Shit, why Am I stuttering damn it?

"You have talking disability". He smirked. And he took a look at my shaking form. "You weren't this shaky in the morning, did you forgot to take your medicines".

Oh my my really what the hell...

If I was scared before, I had a sudden urge to slap his face.

"Look you!!!!" I pointed a finger at him, this jerk. "I just wanted to talk about the project, tell me, which part I have to cover and I will leave".

I was breathing hard because of my outburst and took deep breathe and with a hold on my waist with two hands either side, I was staring at Alessandro with all existing bravery I had in my body.

He did something I never thought he is capable of.

He just laughed, what the hell is wrong with this guy. He was laughing at me like I said the joke of the century. In a quick moment, he was standing against his desk, leaning into it casually, and still fighting his laughter which was trying to breakthrough.

"I don't know you were this funny". He was smirking now.

I was just going to tell him off, before that I felt like choking, I was gasping for air, it took me time to understand he was choking me to death, god. He had a harsh and tight grip on my throat. I can't breathe.

I tried to speak but I can't. With my both hand, I was struggling to push him, but it felt like he had cut off all the connection of my brain to my hand, it wasn't moving. In some time little white stars were forming and blurring my vision. My body felt numb.

I fall with a thud on the floor, I was half sitting and half lying on the floor near the writing board I guess.

Something was coming closer to my face and it took hold of my jaw in a tight grip.

"I want to hurt you, in more ways than you think could possible".

"But, I think you already have too much difficulty, with low-level brains of yours. I mean who gets C- in maths." There was a small laugh.

"And here she was talking about the part to do in the project with me." My jaw was hurting a lot. A little more pressure and the pain started to go through my neck to the back of my shoulders. Looked like, he was getting angry per second.

Then he spoke again." You have low grades, how you can even think that I will be working with you. And again you talk to me like; I'm your buddy and pulling out a show on by shouting at me. What do you think is going too happened? Ever heard of consequence!?" There was a pause.

"You are just pathetic". He slapped my face lightly maybe to wake me up; I was losing my consciousness slowly.

"Forget about the project OK, Miss Carter. I will take care of it, I will send you notes before two days on submission. That's how all my partners work with me."

His grip on my jaw loosens a bit. And now his thumb finger was tracing my bottom lips, not harshly, but like he was feeling my lips. This is not possible.

Then he spoke again. "You are very cute, you know. You just need to pass out of school and get married to a rich brat. No need put so much effort on your education, I don't think so you can make it up to college". He breathes out a heavy sigh and left my side I think.

But I was wrong because I felt another small slap on both sides of my face.

"I want you to hear me clearly and concisely. Don't dare to come near me again". Now again he gripped my jaw.

"Did you hear me"? I was semi-conscious now. I want him away from me, so I nodded my head.

He pats my cheeks one more time and left.

I don't know how much time passed, because I was still on the floor with everything still playing on my head. I was crying that's for sure. I heard rushing sounds coming from the hallway.

Oh, God. ! The break is over, if somebody sees me like this, I wouldn't be able to hold it together.

So without even looking at any of those students passing by, I rushed and pushed my way to the bathroom. And started crying, a bit louder than before.

I just want to go home, can't believe he thinks I'm not stupid. I'm low. I can't help like I was nothing making be sob endlessly. Feeling pathetic, alone, scared. I wish I had mom, dad, at home so I can go and complain about him, I wish they cared but I know they don't. The school was one of the places I came to forget all the gaps in my life but now I never want to come back to this school ever again.

I waited in the bathroom, till the classes where over. I didn't want to face anyone; still, I can't go without Van, because I forgot my wallet at home and I came here doing carpool with her.

With a last look at the mirror, I made myself look less miserable and took a faster way to reach for the parking lot and waited in a corner. I don't want anyone to notice me.

"Excuse me, Miss Carter!?" I heard a male voice behind me. Not again!!!

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