Bad Boy Isn’t My Type

” This is outrageous! Do you have any shame? Ainsworth and Parker! I want to see you in my office right now!”

My chemistry teacher picked me up from the can and helped me to get out of it. ” How are you feeling Jennie? Can you walk?”

No, I feel weak, and I might faint any second.

” I am alright”

” Do you want to see the nurse?”

” No I am fine. Thank you”

” I am sorry this has happened to you” Principal Anderson said, but despite everything, he didn’t sound too much concerned. He seemed like he wanted to solve this situation as quickly and less as possible.

” I’ll make sure the perpetrators are properly punished.”

I wanted to snort at that, completely doubting it, but nothing I did or said would change the fact that some people around here were privileged and some were not.

” Are you able to go to your last period?”

I was relieved he wasn’t forcing us to go to his office again, repeating the same thing again.

” Please sir can I go to my house” It was clear that I was in shock and I couldn’t understand what just happened.

” I see. Alright then you are excused from your last period.” He turned towards Vincent and Blake.

” Boys to my office. Now everyone!” He clasped his hands twice. ” Back to your tables! This is the lunchroom, not a circus! You two.” He pointed at two male juniors.

” Bring those trash cans back to their places. I don’t want to see anything like this ever again.”

Vincent approached me, exuding deranged vibes that paralyzed me, and got into my face. ” This isn’t over yet. The torture is yet to begin……”

Blake and Vincent followed principal, and I couldn’t stop trembling, wanting nothing more than to be out of here.

My life became miserable day by day and everything blurred around me as

My mind twirled between panic and

Exhilaration, the terror in me falling over me like an avalanche.

As the news spread of me being bullied on the whole college Harper came to know I was targeted, but all she knew was I was bullied for being poor, but not by Vincent grudge.

She reached out to principal with me, but Mr. Anderson used to dismiss us instantly either by saying there was lack of evidence of who did it, or lying we will take control of it.

There was no justice for poor people like us, this gradually effected Harper too. The bullies took grudges on her and me for complaining to principle.

We couldn’t get evidence enough to prove because either bullies were powerful and rich than us or the people around were afraid to go against them. Each and every one were bribed with money to shut up.

I despise myself for involving Harper into this, as she also suffered with me. I squeezed my eyes shut, my mood rapidly declining. 1st semester hasn’t even ended, and I already felt defeated.

I went to my room crying heavily. My body ached heavily. I took a steam bath and laid on my bed and I soon cried to sleep.

” Jennie! Get up Jennie!” Harper shook me and I got up from bed squinting my eyes. I realized I was sleeping for many hours.

” Yeah! Come let’s go down, let’s spend some time together. Atleast by this your stress will get reduced. ”

” I know because of different cycle we are not meeting too often unless we reach house” Harper cuddled me, and we went downstairs.

I tried to relax, listening to Harper and Rose chipring about many things, but I couldn’t.

The incident kept ringing through my head and my chest hurt, ache spreading into a fire that would never stop burning. After some time door bell rang.

Rose went towards the door to check who it was. To my horror Xavier, Emma, Aaron, Jisoo, Vincent and Blake entered the hall.

What the hell are they doing here?

Idiot! They have come because of Rose.

Why they have to be here now!!!

Vincent eyes were on mine, he gave a slow once over, and suddenly I went hot, burning like fire. For some reason I felt extremely self-conscious, and urge to run away became overwhelming.

I was in my night dress which ended up to my tigh. I didn’t know they would be arriving, I would have dressed better.

Out of all days today I looked messed up and Vincent was not taking his eyes off me, he looked rather amused, maybe because of the way I looked right now, he never saw me in my night dress so far.

I felt so embarrassed, my nightdress was printed with bunnies and I tied my hair into high ponytail, I looked like a kindergarten kid. His eyes were piercing through me, paralyzing me.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

I felt like everything muted around me but him. He wore a black jeans and shirt hugged his muscles all too tight. I don’t want to admit but he looked handsome for his own good.

Darn! You little piece of mind.

Everybody were chatting something and I stood paralyzed under Vincent’s killer gaze.

” Harper I want to go to my room. I am not feeling well, please!” I cooed at Harper. Harper nodded and I left the hall hurriedly, running back to my room.

Huff! That was close!

I drank some water and tried to calm down my heartbeat, which was racing like a horse.

*Thud!*

The door opened up and I stumbled in shock, trying to catch my balance. I turned and saw Vincent entering and locking the door.

I couldn’t believe him! He barged into my room without any warning. This was bad. What is he going to do now?

” You entered to my room without my permission. How dare you? I don’t want you here! Get out!”

His smirk was punishing as he advanced towards me. ” I don’t think so.”

I felt sick. My room was my safe place, something that wasn’t stained with Vincent’s hate. It was the only place where I felt safe, where I felt far away from the world of pain-from Vincent’s world.

Ironically Vincent was physically few several feets away from me. Him being here meant reaching my core and seeing right through me.

Like he had read my mind, he stepped towards me and said. ” I don’t want you to feel safe anywhere-not even in your room. Besides, I warned you torture is yet to begin, or did you already forget about that?”

Now I understood why he had come here. He wanted revenge. He wanted to use this situation to hurt me on the most personal level.

Horror gripped my insides, as his gaze slid down my body up and down and he smirked. I tried to tug down my nightdress which slightly exposed my thighs.

” Seriously you wore that thing? Bunny prints?” he mocked me, but his eyes showed something else, he looked amused seeing me in this dress.

I always wore jeans and t-shirts infront him, but this was new for him, and I was regretting wearing it and standing in front of him.

” Get out of my room. I don’t want you here!”

” Oh yeah? Well, I don’t want you in my life, but there you are-always present and impossible to avoid. ”

” You can avoid me easily. Ignore me.”

He stepped towards me completely closing the distance between us, his eyes intense on me, creating some churning fire in the pit of my stomach, and I couldn’t breathe properly anymore.

” I could never ignore you, no matter how much ever I tried”

Wh…… What?

My stomach made summersault , and I actually began feeling weak-it was like my legs weren’t mine. He grabbed me and and slid his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, and his breath was tingling my face now.

” Please, go out” my voice was barely a whisper as I battled to make an eye contact. His eyes grew darker for some reason, and he didn’t speak anything as he studied my face.

Having him here, in my room, felt intimate and unusual. He was too close to me, he was pressing my body to his, I was afraid due to his nearness.

His grip became tighter, and I felt his body flush with mine. His frame was too big, taking all the available space, and there was no way for me to break the contact between us.

” I make you nervous”

I was too aware of his body, I was too aware of how we touched and how warm and strong he felt. He lowered his face and slid down to my ear and I flinched when his lips made contact with my skin.

I swallowed hard. ” N…… no, you…… don’t!”

” Really? ” He purred in my ear and kissed or slowly. I trembled and closed my eyes.

” Now? ” he slid his hand to my exposed thigh and skimmed it with his hands. I bit my lip to control myself from reacting to his touch. Fear clouded my mind.

” Vi…… Vincent… leave me please” I shuttered, hating to be at his mercy.

” Shhhh…… I won’t hurt you baby girl!”

Now his words scared me to death. I knew I was screwed now, something’s bad was going to happen. I tried to scream, but he silenced me with his hand pressed against my mouth, and all of a sudden he pushed me down on the bed, pinning me to the mattress and hovering above me.

No! What is he going to do to me now?