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.

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

it wasn't someone

it bullying what Kristian was doing to

to force

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

the boy who was responsible for groaning and

half side of his face was bruised and

apparent in the mirror behind him which was broken and smeared

"Kristian…"

I whispered.

whipped around in my direction and he

of his eyes were swallowed by the

took a step closer and his hold

"Stop."

He shook his head.

gravely

tried to hurt

"Yes… And it's enough."

eyes dropped to

"It's not."

He growled.

someone tried to

me disappeared in thin air and even as his words echoed in

could never be nothing between us, because

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

know you were

liked the

me to go to church three times a week and have me do the

didn't deny the words but his eyes

said, "They

stop, please,

followed my gaze to his hands, his knuckles that were swollen

I was close enough, I said, "I

once and then he

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

close to me and looked

his head and muttered, "If

Then he walked out.

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

didn't come to

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

was on the fifth day that I

he had finally come out

asked he said that he had a bad allergy but for some

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

toward the front of the house where we had to cross the pool area, my

woman, tall and pretty with dark hair like