Blackmailed For Love

… I stepped out of the on going class receiving a narrowed eye stare from the teacher and a few side glances from the students, but I ignored them all as I really needed to pee.

I didn't get a chance to use the washroom during recess because I was staying in the library finishing my lunch and staying away from the bullies.

And unfortunately for me there was no one to keep me company as Kristoff was absent.

I didn't know why he was absent, he didn't tell me.

And Mrs Aaron had only said that he wasn't feeling well.

Then there was….

Kristian.

2 Kristian hasn't talked to me since my confession and that kiss two days ago.

My lips still tingled with the memory of my first kiss.

The way his lips had felt against mine.

It was just a two seconds long kiss and I had been so happy but then he had pushed me away.

My heart still gave a squeeze when I remembered his words, "This is not right.

This can't happen, Elsa."

1 "Why?"

I had questioned, looking up at him with my attraction on display.

"I like you."

He had laughed.

"You and I could never be together.

Don't ever do that."

And when I hadn't backed away, he had slapped me with his next words, "You are just a little girl."

2 A loud crash from somewhere pulled me out of the memory and I turned left towards the girls washroom.

Without paying any attention to anything, I hurried inside the washroom and opened the first stall door.

But then when I was sitting and relieving myself, I heard another loud crash followed by a painful grunt.

I winced when I heard a groan and then someone being muffled as they screamed.

Goosebumps rose on my arms and I quickly finished up.

Cleaning myself when I came out of the stall, it took me just a few seconds to wash my hands, my mind playing an awful scenario where some poor kid was getting bullied by someone else.

I couldn't let it happen, not after what had happened to me.

If it wasn't for Kristoff making threats by Kristian's name, I didn't even want to think what would've happened.

I barged inside the boys' washroom next door and came to

it wasn't someone

wouldn't even call it bullying what Kristian

force me

the boy who had tried to forcefully kiss me, his knee in

on the boy who was responsible for

gasped, my palm going to my mouth as I saw that half side of his face was bruised and bleeding and a cut ran down

apparent in the mirror behind him which was

"Kristian…"

I whispered.

heard me, his head whipped around in

of his eyes were swallowed by the black and only

took a step closer and his hold tightened on the boy's neck, making

"Stop."

He shook his head.

gravely and

tried to hurt

"Yes… And it's enough."

dropped

"It's not."

He growled.

know what happens when someone

carrying with me disappeared in thin air and even as his words echoed in my mind, I

nothing between us, because there was

closer to him and the boy seemed to be barely breathing, he whimpered, trying

didn't know you

the sound of

want me to go to church three times a week and have me

deny the words but his

said, "They know,

stop, please, you are

my gaze to his hands, his knuckles that were swollen

said,

once and then

boy was already cowering back trying to make himself smaller as Kristian kicked the boy

him, he came close to me and looked into

moment later, he shook his head and

Then he walked out.

shed tonight and ask what his 'if only' meant,

didn't come to the

Not that night.

And not afterwards.

for four days I waited for him in the shed and every night I went to bed disappointed and dejected, only to go through the same routine the next day with

was on the fifth day that I really saw

he had finally come out of his

slightly swollen and when I asked he said that he had a bad allergy but for some reason it

with him as he had been bored out of his mind staying in the room for so

toward the front of the house where we had to cross the pool area, my feet faltered when my eyes

pretty