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 .

wish I could have slap him hard but I didn't or maybe I couldn't because unknowingly or knowingly

calling me Princess , The last thing I want is your girlfriend

making me move two steps back "Yeah you have your brains don't you

using the most polite vocabulary there is. And stop

what so ever the fuck I want you to be , Princess and the term you're

hell .] just want him to leave me the fuck alone , so that I can calm my emotions down .Was I asking too

anger and turn around to leave but he just

my arm and wheeled me back so hard, Iland straight against his

I say you can leave ?" he asks me

day I apologised to you , you asked

mind " he says quite

forgot

a start

to drape them around my waist pulling me even closer to him.His arms

close that his smell mingles with mine

with mine .Get a grip , I chid myself , trying to push against his hard chest , wiggling sideways , trying to get away

his overpowering strength keeps an iron

I

“ Why ?"

the fuck

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 ,

at once .If my struggle turns him on , then it's

arm go limp, falling lifeless

His grip hardened .

the sick bastard didn't like me going against his

calm , the dangerous sort of calm " You have seen what I

me , one second you want me get out of your damn sight and the next second

with a humorlesss edge , as if there was a joke

never thought you will be this adorable and naive

supposed to

you think, I will

chin with his thumb and forefinger,slanting m y head back so he can stare at my face

harder and

poor little heart

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

this danger that comes with being in such a

to run away and hide my overflowing feelings

crawling and if] didn't do anything

God , Let me go or

assure you Coach won't say a word about it , instead he will come rushing in to burn your corpse , scatter your remains and wipe your blood off the floor , in case I end up slipping on it .You have nothing that will threathen me Bella , But I do.Money invites power and Power entice people.You might have your head stuck up somewhere , so let me tell you ,

and money behind him , his father wouldn't

unfairness and injustice flares a rage within me

Nope.Not happening 

I know that my struggle and tears , gives hima satisfaction unknown to me.I won't let

feel like

his lips lifts

got, Princess.I’m curious to see who will believe you when you tell them that I touched you without

not yours and never

soon as those words escape my lips .I shouldn't have done that , How could I be so foolish .I just saw him getting excited over the stupid

he calls me thoroughly

trying to get out of his reach

draping me down on the table

Wait...What ...

me go...Is

watch his expression like a

his features into the one he uses to charm everyone .His golden

What's happening ? 

go, I am. But I can’t help but feel

places a hand in his

"What?"

idiot , so don't

Ron , matters to you ?" I don't know but the urge t o turn around and escape his presence once again

.And I'll chase you , and

tracks turning around to face

believe he’d go that far, but who am I

shit and I knew that he won’t

, I ask him. "Why

"Why do you think?"