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.

the boys' washroom next door and came to a sudden

it wasn't someone poor getting

call it bullying what Kristian

boys that had tried to force me and

of the neck of the boy who had tried

fell on the boy who was responsible for groaning

gasped, my palm going to my mouth as I saw that half side of his face

was apparent in the mirror behind him

"Kristian…"

I whispered.

in my direction and he looked

eyes were swallowed by the black and only the

and his hold tightened

"Stop."

He shook his head.

voice gravely

to

"Yes… And it's enough."

eyes dropped

"It's not."

He growled.

when someone tried to touch you or hurt

disappeared in thin air and even as his words echoed in my mind,

between

barely breathing, he whimpered, trying to gain my

know you

I liked the sound of

would probably want me to go to church three times a week

the words but his eyes

"They

stop, please, you

hands,

close enough, I said, "I don't like

and then

to make himself

he came close to me and looked into my

he shook his head and muttered,

Then he walked out.

him in the shed tonight and ask what

he 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 nothing interesting happening, even Kristoff was still on bed rest so

day that I really

Kristoff, he had finally come out of his room after almost a

when I asked he said that he had a bad allergy but for some reason it felt like a lie but I didn't pester

had been bored out of his mind staying in the

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

and there was a woman, tall and pretty with dark hair like midnight sitting