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.

reason that I barged inside the boys' washroom next door and

someone poor

wouldn't even call it bullying

the boys that had tried to force me and

savage as he crouched over the boy with his hand at the back of the neck of the boy who had tried to forcefully kiss me, his

my eyes fell on the boy who was responsible for groaning and

mouth as I saw that half side of his face was bruised and bleeding and

mirror behind him which was broken and

"Kristian…"

I whispered.

head whipped around in my direction

his eyes were swallowed by the black and only the

and his hold tightened on the boy's neck, making

"Stop."

He shook his head.

gravely and

tried to

"Yes… And it's enough."

eyes dropped

"It's not."

He growled.

when someone

in thin air and even as

could never be nothing between

closer to him and the boy seemed to be barely breathing, he whimpered, trying to gain my sympathy, "Please, I

didn't know you

liked the sound of

knew she would probably want me to go to church three times a week and have me do the

but his eyes

said, "They

please, you

to his hands, his

enough, I said,

once and

to make himself smaller as Kristian kicked

him, he came close to me and looked

he shook his head and muttered,

Then he walked out.

tonight and ask what his 'if only'

he didn't come to the

Not that night.

And not afterwards.

go through the same routine the next day with nothing interesting happening, even

on the fifth day

had finally come out of his room after almost a week in

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 him as he had looked

out with him as he had been bored out of his mind staying in

front of the house where we had to cross the pool area, my feet faltered when my eyes fell on the couple in the lounger

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