𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗

THE BUTTERFLY AND THE ASP.

FOUR MONTHS AGO.

Clarice squeaked out in shock and she furiously turned around to meet the flirtatious eyes of her classmate. She did not like Kaigaku. He was the stereotypical kind of guy who thought his pretty face could win a girl's heart. He was a disgusting arrogant brat. Respect was a word not contemplated in his vocabulary. The burning sensation indulging over the bruised flesh of her back was slowly fading away, but the anger flashing into her blue eyes was evidently going to flare up.

«I suggest you to stop, Kaigaku» she spat, her eyes daggers on him.

It was the second time, in two days, that he smacked her butt out of the blue. Kaigaku had always had a thing for her. He had even asked her out in the past and she had charitably agreed just to make it clear that she did not like him at all. He had warned her he was not going to give up on her and this school trip was his opportunity to constantly harass her. The fact that she was alone in the corridor of their hotel made her wonder if he had the audacity to insist and go even further.

Kaigaku scoffed and took a step closer to the brunette «Why? It's not like you're going to punch me, or beat me up. I'm sure that you're enjoying my attentions, aren't you?» he asked her.

«Stay away from me. I despise you with every inch of my heart» she retorted, as he kept on backing her to the wall behind her. She was surely not going to scream for help. She could handle him. If things got dangerous, she could easily run away.

She was fast, even faster than her friend Shinobu. She was known among her friends as "the speedy lady" and Clarice proudly lived up to her nickname.

«Ouch, I'm quite offended! Watch your mouth, bitch. I'm done with your shit. You ditched me, after I had come to pick you up and paid for your dinner. You ignore me, you insult me, you avoid me! – he taunted her, angrily slamming the palm of his hand on the wall next to her head – Who do you think you are? It's time for you to pay your debt» he said, a wicked smile cracking his lips.

As long as his words ran through her head and got under her skin, she did not flinch. She was caged between his body and the cold wall. She needed to make her getaway, otherwise he was probably going to hurt her. The blue-eyed girl was wise, still, and she confided in her mind to contrive a trickery to escape her fate.

When she felt his breath tickling her lips, she sighed and hit his crotch with her knee.
Kaigaku groaned in pain and bent down, his face displaying nothing but fury as he cursed her name under his breath.

«It looks like you've underestimated me. Do you know why I have refused to give you one more chance? – she asked him, her vision starting to get blurry – It's because your ego suffocates me. You are nothing but a spoiled brat who thinks violence can solve his problems» she said, glancing at him one last time before running off.

«Where do you think you're going, slut?» he shouted, recovering from the kick she had gifted him with.

«To dig a grave for you, hoping you're going to rot in Hell» Clarice replied, wiping away some tears with the sleeve of her shirt. She was hurting. If she had not been brave enough to react, what would have happened?

He would have hit her, or raped her.

She shivered and sobbed, not paying attention to where she was going. Her feet led her down the monotonous corridors of the hotel and she kept her gaze trailed on the dark blue carpet adorning the floor. Where was Shinobu? What about Mitsuri and Obanai? She needed someone, but they were no where to be seen.