Im -perfect

In the morning I woke up refreshed, my heart a bit at ease .

Even though I kept recalling yesterday for the entire night and finally came to conclusion of ' Let's just forget whatever happened ' because I had no other choice , not against who shall not be called by his anymore .

After a very serious pep talk with myself , I decided that no one - including ,-The one will break me.

My father abandoning us didn't and neither will Jacob .I had enough and I wasn't going to play along with him not now, not ever.

I drove to my school , nerves jangling but still stride inside the school with my head held high.

The cat calls of ' Bella the Waddington ' starts but I ignore them , they were nothing compared to what Jacob had planned for me inside that sick head of his .

Despite keeping a good courageously front , my nerves started to stretch with anxiety and tremors shoots down my spine the closer I get to my class.

First period was history which meant I had to see him again.

Those gorgeous eyes that had somehow entrapped me in them.

Son of a bitch .How the hell I'm supposed to finish an entire year with him being in one of my classes? 

I stride forward with even more enthusiasm trying to get rid of whatever, I was feeling currently but my pace falters as I walk inside the currently empty classroom and all of a sudden , the memory of Jacob trapping me that day refreshes in my mind.

A strange feeling grips my heart and my body acts up in the awareness of that day's memory .

I can still feel his hands over me.

His close breath.

His dark gaze as he let it roam all over my body .

A strong rage takes over me , I reprimand myself for feeling like this but that's not all , something as immoral and sinful, something that might have gripped me last night , grips me again.

‘No! No! No! I'm not letting him inside my head '.

Frowning I move forward ignoring the subtle jibes of my arousal .

‘Atleast Its empty ' that's what I thought but then I turn around and my head collides with a hard strong chest .

“Were you expecting me , Princess?"

I instantly step back at arm's length ,not only because I don't want that day incident to happen once again but also to stop the sudden burst of current to stop , after his touch .

I wanted to tell him to stop calling me princess and to leave m e alone but my voice just wouldn't work .My nerves tingling, I feel terror and excitement rising .

I wanted to hide , to run or even better to scream but I knew they were all suicidal options .

Jacob can easily turn the tides with a simple flick of his finger.Girls wouldn't mind getting on his good sides to just have a chance with him and boys wouldn't like to take a shot at being on the shit list with Jacob and his friends .

Since , [had no other choice .I can only fight but the moment I met his gaze with mine.My courage falters leaving nothing .

He looked perfect .

perfect face .

perfect body.

perfect everything .

I knew that he doesn't even try for it , and it still looks like the school’s uniform was tailored for his firm, muscular body.

No wonder he is the Golden boy .

His appearance is enough to charm everyone without even trying.

Or to intimidate .

In certain cases , Like me.

"So , you ran away yesterday?" he says as a matter of factly .

"I didn't, I think , I said no first and left " it would have been better if I just went ahead and asked him to kill me out right because in my turmoil of emotions I once again forgot that you don't say not to the four horsemen , who can tactically ruin you to rubble .

Shoving a hand in his pocket, he studies me up and down, his gaze slowly drifting down to where he had once groped me.

It takes all my effort to turn around and leave but something tells me that this time Jacob wouldn't let me go that easily .

"I think you're lying , I know you want me as much as everyone else does, Princess '' he remarks .

but I didn't or maybe

calling me Princess , The last thing I want is your

steps back "Yeah you have your brains don't you Princess .And I will call you whatever I want because , she isn't my girlfriend .Never

there is. And stop calling me princess , I'm not your

, Princess and the term you're searching

to leave me the

suppress my anger and turn around to leave

clutches my arm and wheeled me back so hard, Iland

leave ?" he asks

you asked me never

"

, In case you forgot , I don't listen to

a start to

to drape them around my waist pulling me

close that his smell mingles with

paid attention to it but his height and broadeness suits well with mine .Get a grip , I chid myself , trying to push against his hard chest , wiggling sideways , trying to get away from

, his overpowering strength keeps an

I

“ Why ?"

fuck you shouldn't?"

it when you struggle against me " his eyes darkening , with the same sadistic glint he always have around me , reaching up he trace my neck and I shudder " You should see your face , it's

on , then it's better for

limp, falling lifeless against

His grip hardened .

like me

of advice , Princess " he begins, his voice calm , the dangerous sort of calm " You have seen what I can do ,

shriek "You're the one pushing me , one second you want me get out of your damn sight and the next second , you hold me like we're some freaking lovers ! Why can't you

a humorlesss edge ,

be this

supposed

else do you think, I will do

thumb and forefinger,slanting m y head back so he can stare at my

heart thumps harder and faster

poor

I think that the situation was under my control , it wasn't .It got out of hand the moment

this fear , this danger

away and hide my

always hidden deep inside of my heart was making its way out , crawling and if] didn't do anything soon.It will resurrect on the surface

, Let

understand better , If I take you here, right now and murder you after our little moment, I can assure you Coach won't say a word about it , instead he will come rushing in to burn your corpse ,

he has his father's power and money behind him

rage within me and my eyes

Nope.Not happening 

gives hima satisfaction

you feel like

his lips lifts up in a

can take me, then, be my guest , show me what you got, Princess.I’m curious to see who will believe you when you tell them that I touched you without your consent.I

yours and

How could I be so foolish .I just saw him getting excited over the

he

tremble trying to get out of his reach ,

of him draping me down on the table

Wait...What ...

me go...Is

a deer

schools his features into the one he uses to

What's happening ? 

I am. But I can’t help

places a hand

"What?"

not an idiot , so

you ?"

and this time ...." he trails off "I

I stop in my tracks turning around

of me doesn’t want to believe he’d go that far, but

shit and I knew that he won’t stop until he

heartbeat quickening , I ask him. "Why are

"Why do you think?"