Her FaceBook Friend

Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 30

Dear Readers

Thank you for giving this story a chance. What to expect?

1. Emotional connections.

2. Heartbreak, betrayal.

3. Steamy chats.

4. Steamy scenes.

5. Kidnapping.

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“Don’t pour your heart in the people who don’t even have any idea how to take care of it!”[Jacqueline]

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[Jacqueline’s POV]:

I pinched myself hard on my wrist.

“Did he just apologized to me?”

‘Or am I dreaming?’

‘No. No. He can not apologize to me. It must be a dream.’

“What’s wrong with you Jaan? Did you forgot to have your medicines today?”

He smiles. A weird smile that gave me a creepy feeling. One you get when you hear a sound in darkness and you a**ume it’s a ghost.

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“There’s nothing wrong with me. And what medicine are you talking about? I don’t take any medicine. f***. I barely have medicines in fever.” He groans in frustration and runs a hand through his black hair that he seemed to had dyed with brown. Gross.

“Then why did you apologized to me?” I ask, looking him in the eye. My voice sounded a little harsh.

He leans closer crossing his arms across his chest. His white shirt flexing his muscles.

‘He seems to work out a lot.’ I declare to myself inwardly.

“Yes, I did. Jacqueline. I am sorry Please forgive me.” His eyes moved towards the corner again. And my eyes followed his action like a hawk.

‘No one is there.’

‘Who is he looking for?’

His eyes locked with mine again. He didn’t seem guilty. Not even an ounce of guilt was in his eyes. Neither his posture.

Yet his words made me feel ironic. Why? He was the first guy who was good at everything. From studies to the football team. He was the guy who started bullying me without a concrete reason.

Even Tina had one, that I have stolen my pencils from her. But he, on the other hand, had none. Not even one.

I avoid eye contact with him and look slightly off to the side at our school’s mini, water fountain. I find the constant rhythm of babbling water to be soothing and comforting. The logo of our School shining in the sunlight on the back wall of the fountain. It was a weird one. Two green leaves surrounding a black book where Modern School was printed in italics. Nothing two fancies.

“Jacqueline.”

His voice brings me back to reality.

“Yes.” I perk up.

“I am sorry.”

“I heard you the very first time Jaan.” I fake a smile at him briefly meeting his eyes.

“Oh?”

I dig my not so manicured nails into my palm. To get off the pressure of his persona that seemed to surround me.

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“You. You made school life hell for me Jaan. So hell that I didn’t even want to come back to school. What makes you think I will forgive you. Forgive hah. What makes you think I will believe your fake apology? Or your fake drama. I don’t seem to understand why you are doing this though?”

I pause giving him time to comprehend what I said.

“Tell me it’s a dare Jaan?”

“I” he takes a deep breath as if he had stopped breathing from the moment I was speaking. Maybe that’s what he did.

“Trust me, the apology came from my heart.”

I laugh. I don’t even know why I laughed. Or why even I was trying to argue with him. Was it because I had been through death last night? Or was it something else?

“Stop lying Jaan.”

“I am not lying.”

I scoot away from him a little and allow myself to fake compa**ion.

“You can’t ask for my forgiveness Jaan. It’s not possible. A guy who hated me without a reason will never apologize to me. And on top of that, if that guy is you. You are a bad boy.”

I could feel students watching us as they walked inside the campus building. Some were even whispering am*** themselves. But my laugh, my one octave higher laugh, increased people’s attention on us as they stopped a little farther away from us to listen to what we were talking about.

My gaze lock on his again. He seems stunned. Surprised. as if he wasn’t expecting me to say those words. But he masks it pretty quickly.

He smiles but it lacks vivacity.

“Who said I hated you without a reason? I have a reason. A very good one at that Jacqueline.”

He c***s a brow at me walking close. Much close than I would have liked.

“Don’t come so close,” I say, trying to maintain distance between us by walking backward.

The students chattering voices grew louder as they form a semi-circle around us. Yet they do nothing. Not even stopping him. Not a word.

He smiles at me. A cruel one as I notice his eyes narrow dangerously, his lips tugs upward from a corner.

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Bending down, He takes a hold of my elbow tugging me towards him with such force that I land on his chest.

Words seem to fail me. As he speaks in my ear.

“You want to know why I hate you? Huh?”

His warm breath tickles my skin and goosebumps arise. I struggle from his hold but it does nothing to him as his fingers tighten around my elbow. Almost in a painful grip.

“What. Words are failing you now Jacky. huh?”

He uses his other arm and forces my head to stay on his chest. His minty smell makes me grimace. And I found myself shuddering.

What is he doing in front of such a large audience.’

My eyes move towards other students who were doing nothing but watching us. Like a show. My pleading look doesn’t seem to reach anyone’s eyes. And for the first time, I felt.

‘People with eyes can be blind too.’

Seeing no one is going to help me if I didn’t help myself. I found myself screaming.

“Let go of me, you b******.”

He fakes his voice into a husky one. Still pressing me to his chest. His arm had folded around my waist now while another was still on my head. Keeping me in place. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Shh. I won’t do anything. Didn’t you said, you don’t know the reason why I hate you? I just want to tell you the reason why I hate you?”

He bends down again, this time speaking in my ear.

“Because I like you, Jacqueline. I hate you because I like you. I like your simplicity. I like your morality.” His hands loosen upon my head and I look up, while he closes the distance between our faces.

” I like your lips. I hate that I can’t have you, even after liking you so much.”

My vision blurs and I shake my head in disbelief. I would have even said a few words to him to not lie to me. But my head starts spinning and I found myself blacking out.