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.

inside the boys' washroom next door and came

someone poor getting

wouldn't even call it bullying what Kristian was doing

the boys that had tried to force me

hand at the back of the neck of the boy who had tried to forcefully kiss me, his knee in

boy who was responsible for groaning and

I saw that half side of his face was bruised and bleeding and a cut ran

was apparent in the mirror behind him

"Kristian…"

I whispered.

me, his head whipped around in my direction and he

eyes were swallowed by the black and only the hint

his hold tightened on

"Stop."

He shook his head.

voice gravely and

tried to

"Yes… And it's enough."

dropped to his

"It's not."

He growled.

what happens when someone tried to touch

with me disappeared in thin air and even

could never be nothing between us, because

seemed to be barely breathing, he whimpered, trying to gain my sympathy, "Please, I am

know you

I liked the sound

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

words but his eyes

"They

stop, please, you

hands, his knuckles that were

I said, "I don't like to see

once and

boy was already cowering back trying to make himself

close to me and looked

he shook his head and muttered, "If

Then he walked out.

that I would wait for him in the shed tonight and ask what his 'if only' meant, I too

come

Not that night.

And not afterwards.

and dejected, only to go through the same routine the

the fifth day that

had finally come out

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

had been bored out of his

cross the pool area, my feet faltered when my eyes fell on

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