Dangerous Desire

Chapter 10

"Hey!" a girl the same age as you spoke. Her dirty blond hair was tied into a messy bun and a few free strands framed her face. 

"Hey. How was first period for you?" you ask and watch her answer.

"It was fun. All the students were nice, but there was this one guy. OHHH he was so cute."

"Really! What did he look like?"

"He has black hair and green eyes. Though he looks like a jerk overall. I spoke to him but he ignored me, he was cold and isolated. When he spoke, something sarcastic always came out of his mouth. And he kind of has anger issues, but his handsomeness makes up for it." Kat spoke with passion. You knew who she was talking about, it was a boy you really like and many other girls have admired him too. Kat reads your face and says, "d-do you like him? Because I think he's cute which doesn't mean I like him or anything. If you want I can try to set you up."

The twelve-year-old you said yes without a doubt. And that was the began of the change in your best friend. The girl that grew up with you in the same neighborhood, since the age of two.

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Fast forward a few more months later. 

You stood in the garden near the school. The class had ended but you decided to pick some flowers for your mother, maybe it'd help your relationship with her.

A/N: I don't know about that dear, flowers vs. I hate you because you're the reason for my problems. Hey but you're a twelve year old and they are still pretty innocent.. some are ...*mumbles* I wasn't.

Blacked hair boy came walking up to you. You stood as you saw his face and smiled. This must be what Kat told you. She is such a nice person for helping you out.

"Hey!" The boy rubbed the back of his neck. He was avoiding eye contact. "I heard you like me."

"Yes. I do. Did Kat tell you?" his eyes wide hearing her name.

"Yes she did and I wanted to say..." his body shook trying to force the words out. Turning his face to look so cold and brut. "I don't like you."

Your smile turns into a frown at the words. "I think you're u-u..." You watch him struggle with his words. His cold outer breaking and his tense body trembling. "...ugly..." still avoiding to met your gaze you drop the flowers that you held.

Ugly.

He's the ugly one.

Stop lying he is the image of fucking beautiful.

Something seems off. I know many jerks but this boy is stutter to call you ugly. Someone has to be behind this or why would this poor boy be so shaken at just rejecting your feelings.
People get nervous about many things. 

"I'm sorry." He whispered like he didn't want anyone to hear. You were broken. Why would someone like him even like you? Kia was wrong, nothing was wrong with him but the problem is always you. He walked away in a rush.

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The next day at school people were smiling and giggling. Someone pushed you onto the locker. You struggled to gain your balance and the boy just replied with "I'm sorry I didn't see you there." Walking away as nothing happened. Some murmurs and many girls were whispering, here and there you would hear your name. Interest in what they had been gossiping about, you use your quirk to your advantage and drop in one group of girls' conversation.

"He called her ugly." One of the girls spoke, How did they know about that?
"Of course he would, she thinks she can get him just because she is the queen on the hierarchy." Another answered.
"What a shame. He rejected her and called her out. I mean look at all the other girls he could date. She would probably be the last choice." 
"What are you guys even talking about?"
"Didn't you see, an anonymous person sent out a video of Elijah rejecting Y/N and calling her ugly? It was so funny. You should have seen the look on her face."
"Wait can I see the video?"

What the hell was going on. A video of you and Elijah, but you were alone. Your heart starts beating fast and your hands start to sweat. Your shaking, why? Listen to them gossip about you behind your back, those same people you helped, the same people you called your friends and thought they would always be by your side. Now they are shitty about you. The air feels heavy, dizziness arises in your mind and you feel faint. Unaware of your surroundings anymore you try to gasp for air. What is this feeling? This nervousness, it feels like all the eyes are on you but not in a good way. 

"She's so ugly why would someone good-looking like Elijah even like her, I mean he put it in the best way possible too." Everything went black and all you could see were the shadow outlines of those people, their eyes glowed red and they wore fake white smiles. "You are not worthy of love." One spoke, you turn to the person. Who are they, their faces didn't look like anything but darkness. "I heard her father is a gambler." What where'd they hear that from? No one knew other than your closest family. "Maybe she'll turn out like him."

You run through the hallway, running into one of the janitor's closet. Huffing for air, you're tired not physically but mentally.

Breathe.

I can't.

Breathe.

How? I-I... it's heavy. Everything is heavy, why?

I said to breathe at a normal speed. Your hyperventilating. Calm down. Everything is fine.

It's not fine. They know and how do they know? I feel faint.

STOP! Listen to me, I'm here. Nothing is happening, stop panicking, who cares about them.

I DO! They were making fun of me. Do you know how that feels NO you don't!

You're going to malfunction the nerve system, all the signs are coming in rapidly, your brain can't keep up with it. You'll faint at this point so listen to me.

I-I-

Shit.

You fall onto the floor with a thud as the corners of your vision darkens. The door to the room opens and a pair of shoes appear at your sight. His voice was similar to Elijah's, the figure bent down to your level and scooped you up. You couldn't see anything, it all became a blur. The last words of the voice came to you muffled as you close your eyes.

"Y/N.........."