The New Student

Chapter 18

Dylan's POV

Naomi looked pissed. More pissed than I'd thought I'd ever see her. She was taking steps towards Lisa. Lisa looked like she could stand up to Naomi, but on the inside, I already knew that she knew that she was screwed. 

Naomi has said something about Lisa pushing her buttons which caused Lisa to pause before arching her eyebrow at Naomi with a sly smile on her face. 

"You think I give a fuck about what you say. You're just a lil bitch who's mad because she's lower than me." Lisa started. 

Lie. 

Anger bottles up in me as she continued.

"You know I'm better than you and much prettier."

Lie. 

"You wonder why Dylan wants me so much?"

Never wanted her to begin with. 

 Because I have a prettier body,"

Lie. 

"AND my skin color is way more beautiful."

Also a lie. 

"It's not ugly and DARK like yours!" she shouted in Naomi's face. 

Naomi's face was expressionless before a chuckle escaped her lips. Oh I'm going to love this. Before Lisa had a chance to react, Naomi delivered a strong blow to her face. 

I walked over to a nearby pillar in my house and leaned against it as I watch Naomi beat the living shit out of her. I wasn't going to stop her either. 

"Keep saying shit bitch!" Naomi shouted as she delivered blow after blow to Lisa's face. It was nonstop. 

And the cruelest part was, I was actually enjoying it. 

Lisa tried to fight back with her kicks and weak hits. I then begin to hear steps rushing down the stairs. It was AJ. He was about to break it up till I snapped my fingers to get his attention. He looked up at me and came over to me when I shook my finger at him to signal not to break it up. 

"Why aren't you going to stop it?" he asked once he reached me. 

"Cause someone needed to put that bitch in her place physically and I don't hit girls." I stated simply with my arms crossed.

AJ just nodded slowly as we watch Naomi grabbed Lisa's hair and begin dragging her across the floor. 

"WHO'S LOWER THAN ME NOW BITCH?!" Naomi shouted as Lisa screamed clawing at her hand for release. 

Naomi swung her around, almost lifting her off the floor which caused me to start laughing and AJ's eyes to go wide. 

It wasn't until Lisa scratched Naomi across the face that I broke up the fight. She waited for a window to scratch her on Naomi's right cheek. Anger surged through me and before I knew it I was right in the middle of the fight. A pulled Naomi off of Lisa while AJ came behind me and pulled Lisa back. 

"You little bitch!" Lisa yelled while trying to rip out of AJ's grasp. 

"Take her to the cage before I take back my words I said earlier. She's gotten on my last nerve." I order AJ.

AJ nods before dragging Lisa away as she still screams incoherent things towards Naomi. 

"Say you got a pretty V but it's pretty run through bitch!" Naomi yells before I grab her by the neck gently turning her so she's looking at me now. 

I chuckle at her insult before I boil with anger from the three lines that are slashed across Naomi's right cheek. Which now have blood dripping from them.

"Are you okay?" I question with concern as I reach up and lightly put my thumb over her wound. 

"Yeah, I'm fine- Ow!" she yells before slapping my hand away from her cheek. 

"The hell?! Don't touch it!" she scolds me as she reaches up and applies her sweater to her scratches. When she looks at her sweater, it has blood on it. 

"Come on. Let's get you cleaned up." I say before taking her hand in mind and leading her upstairs. 

We continue on till we reach my room. I let her in first before closing the door behind me. 

"Wait right there." I point to my bed. She takes a seat while I get the supplies I need to fix her wound. Once I get all the materials, I come back out and sit beside her. 

Spreading the bandages, ointments, and cotton balls out, I begin cleaning up the scratches. I put some alcohol on a cotton ball before bringing it up to her face and presses it lightly against the scratches. She winces at first, which causes me to pull away. 

"I'm okay." she assures me before leaning back in to let me continue. I small smile rests on my face as I continue pressing alcohol on the wounds. Once I finish cleaning up the blood and disinfecting the scratches, I get band-aids and apply it to her soft face. I use little pressure as I put them on slowly, not wanting to cause her pain. Once I'm done. I clean up and make sure the band-aids are stuck well. 

"I'm not a China Doll, ya know?" she tells me after I come back from putting the supplies up. 

"What do you mean?" I ask her even though I knew exactly what she meant. She gave me pursed her lips together before giving me that "you can't be that dumb" look. It was cute and funny at the same time. 

"You touched my face like if you made one wrong move or applied too much pressure then I would break." she explained. 

"I just didn't want to hurt you." I say as I reach up and caress her wounded cheek. My hand stayed there longer than I anticipated but I couldn't find it in myself to move it.

She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out, so she closed it and just looked me in my eyes. 

Naomi's POV

Dylan's hand held the right side of my cheek in his grasp. His hands were soft and gentle. It took everything in me not to lean into his touch but I failed miserably. I admired his eyes. It seems that they were all I could focus on. His eyes stared deep into mine, an unknown emotion swimming through them. 

His eyes then trailed down to my lips. I knew what he wanted to do in that moment. And I'm not sure if I was going to stop him or not. And if he does what I think he's going to do, I don't think I will stop him. 

It was dead silent. All we were focused on was each other. I didn't realized we were moving towards each other till our noses touched. I looked into his eyes to see they were staring at me. I could feel it radiating off of him what he wanted. And unfortunately, I wanted it to. 

Without warning, we both closed the distance between us at the same time. His lips were soft, it felt like a dream. Our mouths danced with each other. Neither of us fought for dominance. We just enveloped in the kiss like it was our firsts'. 

His other hand found its way to the other side of my face as he pulled me in closer, just when I thought we couldn't get closer than how we were then. I grabbed a hold to his shirt as I balled it into my hands. The kiss turned from soft to passionate in seconds. And soon, we were fighting for dominance. 

I could it feel his tongue begging for entry, but I decided to tease him a bit. I found a way to lick my lips during the kiss to taunt him. Which worked because a growl escaped from his lips before he forced his tongue through my mouth. 

Our tongues fought for dominance till we were out of breath. I didn't realize until we parted that my back was flat on his bed and he was on top of me. I knew that if I was white, I would be red right now. 

We looked deep into each others eyes as we both panted heavily, hungry for air. But also hungry for more. I could tell from the lustful but romantic look in his eyes that he wanted more of me, but wasn't going to push it too far. His forehead slowly began to rest on mine as our breathing slowed. Our eyes closed, taking in the moment.

"You don't know how long I've waited to do that." he said lowly to me, opening his eyes.

"How long?" I question as I looked into his eyes. His eyes lingered on my lips for a moment before he looked back into my eyes. 

"Since the day I met you."