The Bad Boy's Phobia

{c h a p t e r t w e n t y t w o - t h e d r a m a s a n d b u l l i e s }

Chapter Twenty Two

-Kylie Smith-

"Look at what you did," I accused Cole furiously. "Now the school's got their eyes on me," I lowered my voice down to suppress myself from completely losing it.

"You're with me. You'll be fine," Cole simply answered as we walked together in our school hallway lockers.

As if I was a disease, or Cole's popularity, people scrambled to the sides, clearing the middle path for us. Whispers and death looks were being shot at me from almost all the girls. I feel really small and timid. I wasn't used to getting all these attention. I've spent my life being an outcast ever since middle school and I don't wanna get myself involve with drama again.

Click clock.

Her 4 inch wedgie tapped against the floor as she gracefully strode over to us with five other girls in the most revealing clothes you shouldn't be wearing (especially in school) and I suddenly felt like having a heart attack.

It's been a while since I've seen my cousin around to school. I spent my lunch in the library with Brooke pretty much for a couple weeks now, trying to avoid her.

The sight of her does make me think of failure. With just taking a swift glance at her, I imagine not making it to the cheer leading squad next week.

"Oh I see that little miss Kylie is with my," her cold eyes landed on to Cole. "Good-for-nothing boyfriend."

"So?" I managed to choke. "What's it to you, Erin? Didn't you dump him?"

Her sharp eyes returned to mine once again and I felt chills all over again. She didn't say anything; she just stepped closer to me, leaned in and whispered in my ears and said, "The bathroom scene is nothing comparing to what I'm fully capable of. Do not test my patience, Kylie. Keep that in mind."

From my left corner, I feel Cole's gaze drilling through the side of my head. Every person in the hallway is whispering to each other and pointing at us with their fingers.

"And I let that pass, my cousin. You also do not wanna feel my wrath. One more threat from you and I promise you, you will feel hell," I fought back with flares.

Her face darkened and I knew that I succeeded into concealing my fear. I'm surprised that my voice didn't shook.

"Remember who you're messing with, Smith. Remember," she hissed, backwalking with her minions. As soon as her presence left the hallway, thankfully, everything went back to normal and everyone seems to be kind of forgetting about us.

"What?" I asked innocently at Cole's demanding eyes.

"What the hell was she talking about?"

It's not like he's going to care, my brain said.

And I was suddenly upset.

I want to slap myself for it.

What is there to be upset about?

The date and the girlfriend-playing-nurse was nothing to him anyways.

But I felt something. I felt something new.

"It's not really the perfect place to tell you right now," I sighed.

"So something did happened," his expression hardened and I couldn't blame him. That meant that I didn't trust him.