Dreams

Part 1

I sat on a bench near my classroom. A certified loner. A plaything. A teacher's pet.

That's what they call me. I am always bullied. But how can I stop them? No one can stop it. Only I can. I never wanted to be a loner.

One day I was the most annoying person, the next day I woke up being, a loner. I hate the world. This cruel world I live in. It started on the day we came back from Germany, from a vacation.

I got used to people not minding me. Ignoring me, fully. And it all started there. When they saw me reading a book. They call me book worm.

A worm disguising. A two-legged worm. I just shrugged it off. But then, that just worsen things. How stupid. Childish.

I pulled my phone from my pocket. I opened my ebook reader. Opening the book 'Secrets After Dark' by Sadie Matthews. A trilogy.

I began reading the book. How I wish I had my own Andrei Dubrovski. A guy who was full of himself but still he knows how to keep it cool and how to make white lies. He keeps his secret and knows when and where to tell the truth. He's a perfect guy. For me.

Much less like the guys I used to date. I flipped the pages until I read something peculiar. Drugged drink. I sighed. I know I love mysteries. I love things that tingles my curiosity. My goodness.

I continue to flipped on the pages and I got too excited that I carelessly let my guard down and smiled. A hard ball hit my head as I fall down from the cemented bench and bumped my head on the ground.

I saw black.

...

I opened my eyes. My classmates are forming a big circle, surrounding me. I blinked. Twice. Thrice. Four times. Five. They are still there. A guy pushed through from the crowd.He sat beside my head. He held my head and landed it carefully to his lap.

I blinked again. Once. Twice. Thrice. Four times. Five. He's real. He's treating me right. I frowned. He shouldn't be treating me like this. He's the reason for the teardrops on my pillow. The reason why I hate the world.

I struggled out off his lap. Off his touch. He held me firm. Strong. Tight. "Don't move. You'll break your neck." He said, cooly. My mouth opened, awed. What is wrong with him?

"Your vitals are good. You're fine. But your neck is broken—well, not really, just fractured." Awed, I stared at him. He would never do such thing to me. He was a certified bully.

I just shut my mouth. He never graduated highschool. He's not even taking medical courses. He hated it. He told me everything. I was not interested and ignored him, fully. He must have hated me to the content that he started bullying me.

"Cat got your tongue, babe? You still keeping our relationship hidden? That's bad." He suddenly said. My eyes widened. I never dated him. He grinned. Smirked. Smiled.

I was in awe. He did three things in just five seconds. Like woah. I smiled. I can make myself carefree just this moment. His eyes widened and lowered his head to mine.

My eyes widened as our lips met. My Gary would not do this. My Gary would never kiss me. Would never show affection towards me. Would not court me. Would not love me. He will never.

I pushed him, making my neck hurt a lot. "You're still not going to admit it, won't you. Silly girl, they already know everything." He said.

I pressed my lips together, forming a line. I hate his ego. But that only made me want him more.

Gary is not my boyfriend. He is my bully. The one who makes my world crumbling to pieces. He's my Andrei Dubrovski. My Christian Grey. He's my dominant. He hated me. I loved him.

He is my first love. I would give everything up for him. Just to date him. I frowned. I shouldn't be desperate. I made him to what he is now. I shaped him. I should pay.

Paramedics came rushing to us. They gave Gary a neck brace. He carefully put it on me. I grimaced a little. He bit his lips. He hissed. "I'm sorry. It shouldn't have hurt. You did this to yourself."

I frowned. "Your friends did this to me. Hitting me was a bad idea. I wish that would serve as a lesson to you." He just shrugged and carefully lift me to the bed.

"You can ride with us." The nurse said. I frowned. "No, he shouldn't." I protested. Gary just hissed at me. "I'm paying, you're not. So shut up, woman." My eyes widened. "You wouldn't" I said.

He smiled. "I would, if it's you. Why not? You're my girlfriend." He said, as a matter of fact. I rolled my eyes and closed it.