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.

that I barged inside the boys' washroom next door

it wasn't someone

wouldn't even call it bullying

force me and hurt me not two

the boy who had tried to forcefully

boy who was responsible for groaning and mumbling

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

of it was apparent in the mirror behind him which was broken and smeared in

"Kristian…"

I whispered.

in my direction and

eyes were swallowed by the black and only the

closer and his hold

"Stop."

He shook his head.

voice gravely

tried to hurt

"Yes… And it's enough."

eyes dropped to

"It's not."

He growled.

someone tried to touch you

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

nothing between us, because there was

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

know you were

the

me to go to

didn't deny the words but his eyes never left

"They know,

please,

hands, his knuckles that

I said, "I

once and

cowering back trying to make himself smaller as Kristian kicked the boy lying at

him, he came close to me and looked

his head and muttered,

Then he walked out.

shed tonight

he didn't come

Not that night.

And not afterwards.

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

day

out of his room after almost a week in

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

He asked if I'd like to go out with him as he had been bored out of his mind staying in the room for

the house where we had to cross the pool area, my feet faltered when my eyes fell on the

and pretty with dark hair like midnight sitting beside him in a two