HIS STRANGE DAMSEL

XAVIER’s POV

Brielle had met me in the chemistry Lab and as a b*tch that she is, she started making advances towards me.

She pushed up her boobs so I could have a clearer view of her artificial boobs and then, she raised her already mini skirt so I could have a view of skinny thigh.

Her panties were almost showing and her boobs were almost out of her push-up bra.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

I ignored her and when she got to understand that I wasn’t interested in whatever thing she was showing and advertising cheaply to me, she came to seat beside me.

“Have you seen the video of Chelsea and a guy having sex?” She had asked and there was a bit of mockery and taunt in her voice.

And I didn’t fail to notice a smirk that was plastered on her face.

I pretended to flow with her because I was shocked she had spoken that way about Chelsea.

I know Chelsea and the three of them are friends and so, I was surprised Brielle had spoken that way.

She’s just as loose as other girls and Rio had even had the opportunity to have s*x with her but he rejected her.

She’s cheap but tries to act expensive.

Pretending to flow with her, I might get an important information from her because I still doubt that Chelsea could have sex with someone – not as if she can’t, but I’m still surprised.

And why was the scene video?

Who video it?

“Yeah, I saw it.” I had replied.

“You see, Chelsea is really a b*tch. She had sex with a guy she just met in a club.” She scoffed, like she’s any different.

‘really? I thought you were friends with her?” I had asked.

“Oh Xavier! You’re funny.” She had laughed, not a good one though, but a laughter that clearly meant, she was speechless.

When I had wanted to leave for the class, she begged me that she wanted us to walk together holding hands.

I reluctantly agreed because I needed to play along so I could get information from her because I don’t trust her one bit.

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Brielle was still clingy towards me and I could see a smirk of triumph plastered on her face as she stared at Chelsea.

Chelsea stood up and walked to meet us.

“You, what are you doing with Xavier?” Chelsea asked, pointing her index finger at Brielle.

Brielle scoffed and held onto my arm more tightly and I felt like pushing her hard away from me.

“You’re too cheap and you don’t deserve someone like Xavier.” Brielle whispered.

I didn’t even utter a word as I watched the both of them communicate angrily with their expression and eyes.

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RIO’s POV

“Hey buddy.” I sighed lowly as I sat beside Xavier on his booth.

He was surprisingly alone without Delaney and Chelsea.

“Yeah?” He replied nonchalantly.

“Xavier, we’ve been friends for years now right? Don’t tell me you believed that Delaney and I had done something.” I said and stared keenly at him.

“What do you want me to believe? I saw you two in a compromising position in the boys restroom. What was I supposed to believe?” He scoffed and drank from his bottled water.

“Here. Look at this.” I stretched out my phone to him.

He looked hesitantly at me before taking the phone from me.

“What! I didn’t send you this message.” He huffed disbelievingly.

“You didn’t?” I asked.

It was the message Xavier had sent to me to meet him at the boys restroom that he wanted to talk to me and that was when the incident of Delaney and I happened.

‘swears, I didn’t. I wasn’t even with my phone that day.” He said.

‘really? So, if you didn’t send the message then who did?” I asked and crossed my arms.

He looked at the phone and his expression suddenly changed, like he had gotten a lead.

“The time this message was sent was just few minutes after Chelsea came to meet me and tell me that you and Delaney were both making out in the restroom.

And that message isn’t even in my phone – meaning, the sender deleted it so I wouldn’t find out.” He blurted out in shock.

“Wow.” I was speechless.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” He asked.

“That maybe it was planned?” I reasoned.

“Exactly!” He stomped his fist on the desk.

‘so, you believe me now right?” I asked hopefully.

“Yeah. I”d just talk to Chelsea and ask her questions. I think she knows what happened.” He sighed.

“Yeah. Thanks buddy.” I smiled.

“Thank you. And I’m sorry for doubting you.” He shrugged.

“No big deal. Glad we already talked out our differences.”

“Yeah.”

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ALICIA’s POV

I wiped my tears and ran out of the hospital. I had eavesdropped on the doctor conversation with mom.

The doctor said we had to get the money ready for grandma’s operation quickly as grandma had already slipped into coma.

Mom barely even have half of the money and we are running out of time.

As a boarded a taxi, I made up my mind to go to Chelsea’s house and meet her father who’s also my dad.

I’m gonna ask for his help and nobody, not even mom is stopping me.

I’m doing this for the advantage of all of us, including mom.

I was lucky because I was able to stubble on Chelsea’s house address in school two days ago.

I had seen her address on her jotter when she kept it carelessly and I had memorized the address, as if I knew I was gonna need it.

Now, I’m going to meet my dad and I’m introducing myself to him and mom isn’t gonna stop me, because she can’t stop me.

I already made up my mind…

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TBC