Stuck between two bad boys

My heart began to beat faster and for a quick second, I thought it would explode. The scary look on Devin’s face was more to make me pee in my pants. He didn’t even smile as he had the same angry reaction as I saw him the first day.

The only difference is his fists no longer had bandages and his black polo was free from bloodstain. Aside from that, he had the same dreadful glare and his eyes were dark, Not as in black, it had the dark features of a beast.

After staring at him for more than enough, I awkwardly cleared my throat and put my hands behind me.

“Huh! Hi” I raised one of my arms “I am Emilia but my friends call me Emily” I looked at his cold face and grinned “Anyway I have no friends so you can just call me Emilia”

Devin just stared at me in silence for a while then walked away, he moved to the other side and began to clean.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

‘Rude!’

I frowned as I went ahead to do what I was doing. I just could not believe I tried to be nice to the strange boy and he ignored me. Severally, I would stare at him but remove my face if he tries to turn, it seems like he could sense I was watching.

My heart broke as I realize Xavier might be waiting for me or might have left me. Memories of what happened in the morning began to replay themselves. I placed my dusty fingers on my slightly parted lips as I imagined what I would have done if he had kissed me.

Initially, I was expecting a kiss but when I realized how forbidden my desire was, I had to act fast. I cringe in embarrassment as I remember how I felt when he told me how horrible my mouth sinks.

I was literally expecting him to kiss me.

I shook my head as I went ahead doing other things, I just want to leave this place, go home and watch some violent Anime. It’s been long I wrote on my diary of my story app and I felt I should do that if I reach home.

The love I have for writing can be compared to my love for water, even when I feel like I don’t need it, I will find myself going back to write. So far, I have written four books and had put them in a book app. Since I wonder want love would feel like, I ended up writing more about love and romance, at times I would write a sex scene and want to practice what I just wrote.

Since I am 16 and I know my mum would not be happy with me if she finds out I write erotic books, I changed my name to something no one would understand or trace back to me.

The smile on my face increased as I noticed how far we had gone and would not have to come tomorrow. I can’t tell if I had done any work because I find myself still looking for a stool or ladder to put the remaining books on the most up shelve.

I turned to look at Devin who seems engrossed watching at the back of his palm.

He didn’t even spare me a glance as he stares intensely at the writings on his skin.

My jaw dropped, I stretched a little wanting to see the whole of the writings at the back of his palm. Mere looking at his hand, one could tell he has tattoo on his upper arm and maybe his chest. My lips twisted as I chew inside of my mouth and wonder how such a young boy at his age was allowed to get a tattoo.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and I left what I was doing to get it, behold, it’s a message from my brother.

“Really?” I blurted out.

Xavier has never texted or called me before and I am so confused and worried at the same time. It could be that Xavier is up to no good after humiliating me earlier this morning. Without thinking I decided to call him, I know he won’t pick the call but I just feel like calling to bug him so he won’t think I am so vulnerable. I dialed his number, put the phone between my neck and shoulder then went ahead to do other things.

As I had thought, he didn’t pick up, he just declined the call immediately after the first ring.

“So annoying!” I scoffed.

The frown on my face lifted into a cute smile as I noticed a small box at the corner of the room, although it is not higher than 7 Inches but I was grateful I would at least put some books. With the help of the small box, I was able to but almost half of the books and got stranded.

If only I could get myself to ask Devin for help, I won’t have been watching the books and the high for a few minutes. My hands just refused to reach no matter how I stretched, even when I felt my ankle bone snap with a pop sound, still didn’t do anything.

I turned back to see Devin staring at me like I am some sort of entertainment, the amused look in his grey eyes could tell he enjoy seeing me jumping to reach the top shelf.

“Such a useless fellow” I whispered.

Of course, I am scared to say it louder, only God knows what is in his black mind much more if what he will do to me. Just like the principal had said, maybe we were meant to break each other. With a deep frown on my face, I called Xavier again, I urgently need someone to help me put the book up or I stand there forever.

“Thank God you pick up,” I said immediately he answered “I admit that I am short, and I need your help in the old library,” I said with a sad face.

Xavier didn’t wait for me to say anything else, he just grunted his reply and I heard he shot a door, it could be that he had been in the car waiting for me.

One thing I hate in my life is to admit that I am short, it hurts so much that my mum is even taller than me. At times, I wonder why my Mom is even taller than me. I am sixteen for crying out loud.

After waiting and couldn’t find Xavier, I decided to look for a way to arrange the books myself. My anger increased as I realized how stupid I had felt when I thought my annoying stepbrother will help me.

I picked up a book and aim to throw it but each time I try, it falls back. Again, I began to hop, hopefully, when I get high enough I will throw in the book then do the same for all of the rest books.

Although my legs are growing weak and might even pass out if I don’t stop but I can’t afford to come tomorrow for something I can do now.

“Why am I so short!?” I groaned in frustration.

With determination, I lifted myself to throw the book only for me to feel a strong pair of hands on my waist. Effortlessly, I was lifted off my feet to the level of the shelf. It happened so fast, maybe it was my imagination as I gasped and the library door burst open.

“Emily?” Xavier looks shocked.