Bad Boy Isn’t My Type

Jennie Wilson POV

” Vi…… Vincent can you please move so that I can open my locker.” I was looking at his sneakers, silently pleading him to move.

He moved closer to my face, only inches separating us and grabbed my chin and made me look at him.

” You look at me when you’re talking to me understand?”

I blushed immediately, and I cursed not being able to prevent that from happening.

I stared at his eyes, that seemed so dark now as he glared at me, making me unable to breathe and think properly. His jaw was set firmly and his full lips were pressed into thin line.

” Give me your phone…”

My eyes budged out in fear and shocked.

” Why do you need my phone?”

” What…… when did you start talking back to me???? Shut the f*** up and give me your f***ing phone…… Right now!”

” No…… I will not give you my phone” I shuttered in fear.

Vincent lunged at me and backed me against the locker. He slammed his left hand next to my face, making me flinch, and I had difficulty in breathing.

I was trapped, feeling tensed because our bodies were almost touching. I could smell his colonge, mixed with smell of cigarettes and it was distracting me.

For a few moments I couldn’t even breathe as his dark, indecipherable eyes slid down to my body. My heart skipped a beat to the way he was raking his eyes over my body and face.

His nearness was too much. He deliberately pushed his body against mine even more, leaving no gap.

Without any warning, he slid his hands over my waist and moved down to button of my jeans. I yelped and jerked appalled by his audacity.

He grabbed my phone out of the front pocket of my jeans, and separated from me. He smirked at me, and looked at my phone.

” Your phone is cheap and disgusting just like you. It’s a piece of trash, why don’t you throw it away.”

A tear escaped from my eyes, hurt by his words. Yes it was old and cheap, but it contained so much sweet memories. It was like my dairy-it was the container of my interest and dreams.

Besides I couldn’t afford the money to buy a new one. It was my father’s old phone. He worked so hard to buy this, only poor people like us knew what the pain was, and what the value of money was.

His piercing eyes bore into mine, making shiver run down my spine.

” What’s the password?”

” Why do you need it??? Give it back!!” I tried to snatch my phone from him but his reflex way too extraordinary.

” Give me the password or I’ll break it.”

He couldn’t be serious. ” I won’t give my password Vincent.”

I gasped when he threw my phone without even thinking twice. It hit the floor with a crash, bouncing several times before it ended a few feet away.

” Noooo……” I panicked and ran towards it. I picked up the phone up from the floor, and my heart sank down upon seeing that the screen was broken-covered in crack resembling the web. My phone was not working anymore, it was all black, and dead.

” I warned you……” He shrugged his shoulders in a mocking manner as I cried holding the phone.

People passing by me, were laughing looking at me, crying like a kid. He was horrible.

It was ironic and tragic how easy it was for him to drown me in misery. I strode towards him and shouted.

” You are sick! Vincent. You don’t have a heart, you bloody psychopath! I hate you. Why…… why are you doing this???”

” Why are you invading my privacy just like that? You have no right to interfere in my life do you understand!!!???”

He was watching me incessantly, his blazing eyes as I stared at him with teary eyes.

” You are a bloody psychopath, no wonder nobody wants to be with a merciless bastard like you.” I screamed at him.

He was completely still, giving a death glare-and I was entirely lost, blind and deaf to everyone around me but him.

Suddenly he grabbed me by my arm, smashing me against his firm body, and my heartbeat went into overdrive. I sensed white-hot anger radiating from his body, creating some fear deep within me.

He pulled me out from there and started dragging me vigorously. I yelped by his grip.

” Vincent where are you taking me, leave me…”

He pushed me to a empty class room and closed the door and locked it. I was shaking with fear.

Oh God why did he lock the door!?

I took a several steps backward, but he was fast enough, eliminating the gap between us. Suddenly he shoved me to the wall and pressed his body against mine.

” Leave me Vinc-”

” Stop f***ing talking! Do you want to know why I want to interfere your life!? ” He interrupted me-his voice filled with tension.

” It’s because I want to crush you more than ever. Because You f***ing slapped me because of that bastard, infront of everyone. I will hurt you for all the agonizing pain you’ve caused me since that day. ”

” And firstly, I am not a psychopath do you get that. I am f***ing normal. Why everyone says that when they f***ing know nothing about me! I am f***ing normal do you get that.” He yanked me vigorously, making my head bounce.

There was something so dark in his eyes-a glimpse of hunting pain-and my eyes widened in suprise when I caught the sight of it. He grabbed my chin and dug his finger into it.

” I think you forgot you shouldn’t talk back to me, I’ll get back at you and it will be real ugly. Brace yourself kid, the worst is about to come.”

His grip became more tight, pressing his body against mine, shaking with rage and I winced in pain. A few seconds passed as we glared each other, our faces only a breath away.

My tears were unstoppable, and it was flowing continuously through my eyes.

” It…… it hurts…” I whisper yelled through my gritted teeth, frustrated that he was using violence to subdue me.

He removed the pressure, but he still held me, and I could feel my pulse hammering against his fingertips.

He kept staring at me for what seemed like a really long time-drawn together in some inexplicable way.

He wasn’t blinking at all. It was like something calmed him, looking at me, it always happened like that.

I placed my hands-on his chest, he shivered by my touch on his chest, breathing heavily, still looking at me intensely.

He didn’t leave me and I was still on his embrace. He bent down his face even more closer that I could feel his breath on my skin, holding me tight, like I would evaporate any second, if he let me go.

He placed his warm and big palm on my wet cheek, caressing it through the wet tears rolling from my eyes.

God! Now this is was getting awkward!

Firstly he will use violence against me, and pull me closer and stare the hell out of me.

Whenever he pulled me closer to him or touched me, I could feel him calm down, slow down, no emotions buried in him. At that moment he made me feel like he meant nothing what he spoke before.

Was it because I looked like her? Is that why his friends wanted me to be around him? Sometimes I felt pity for him.

Woah. I could feel his face only a mere inches away from mine now, his breath caressing the side of my neck, and I couldn’t remember a single reason why I shouldn’t let him do this. He nuzzled my neck, creating an explosion of emotions in me.

” You smell like Lavender” he whispered into my skin, removing my hair from my shoulders. His lips touching my neck skin.

I shivered a touch so light that it could have been my imagination. I breathed hard, struggling to remember everything he’d done to me.

No he is my bully, he is a merciless, egoistic bastard. Get the hell out of here Jennie!

I pushed him slightly, but his grip became tight, still ducking his head on my shoulder.

” Vi…… Vincent.” I shuttered.

” Hmm Eva”

Eva!? Whatever……

” I…… I need to go to my class. I… I am already late.”

Something hit his mind, like he realised something, and I felt him shaking.

He pushed me away from me, putting much-needed distance between us, confirming that the moment that we shared was just an illusion and a big mistake.

And then a shadow clouded his eyes-the animosity and resentment settling in.

He kicked the desk and raked his hair due to frustration. His eyes filled with liquid anger. I shook in fear, as there was deadly look on his face.

He gripped my arm and yanked towards him. He was about to say something, then we heard some voice approaching our room, and banged the door.

” Vincent are you in there!? We got a problem…… Blake got into some fight, you need to get there.”

Aaron!!! It was Aaron’s voice.

He released me and gave a death glare. He opened the door, Aaron looked at me in confusion but he chose to move away from the room.

I watched Vincent get out of the room and slammed the door behind him… unable to calm down my erratic breathing, as the feelings of new-found misery, confusion, and dejection veiled my being. I looked at my watch.

Shit!

I am late…… I am 15 minutes late! I can’t go in now, they will kick me out of the class If I go now……

I had no choice but to bunk this class, I roamed towards the campus, because I didn’t have friends in my section. Harper and Rose are having classes. I was all alone.

University campus had many trees, it was like the university was made inside a forest, greenery all around. The surrounding was so refreshing and fresh air danced through my body. I walked around seeing the beautiful view of campus.

Then my eyes caught to something. The place was quite dense with trees, it was perfect to hide when you bunk classes and teacher wouldn’t even find you, or ask you.

Hmm…… I can read some books… now, no disturbance, no Vincent and his minion.

Perfect!

I walked towards it, sat near a tree, and opened my chemistry book. I was reading peacefully for several minutes. Suddenly someone dashed and a guy fell beside me.

Then I froze. I swallowed hard and my breathing accelerated. I flinched when I saw the wounds on his face up so close. The blood was tricking from above his brow, nose and mouth, and I swallowed hard, sickened by the ghastly sight.

” Ple…… please help me they will kill me! Help me please” he screamed and he was crying.

” What happened!? How did you get injured! Who will kill you!!??” I made him get up and he was limping.

” Please save me please, I want to live” he was crying badly, and blood was completely dripping off from his body.

” Don’t worry we will go to the hospital right now.”

Then suddenly I felt there were more people besides us. I turned and froze in fear.

Vi…… Vincent and Blake!!!

Vincent saw the guy first, but a second later, his eyes drawn into me, and just like that-I felt like someone muted all the sounds and blurred everything but him.

His eyes widened in shock at first, but then anger filled them so fast, taking me aback. His animosity radiated from him, sending shivers through my body.

My stomach dropped.

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