P.S. I HATE YOU

psychopath

CHAPTER 5

Shehnaaz's POV

What is he doing here? Is he stalking me? I guess he is indeed stalking me, because from last few days he is appearing out of nowhere in front of me.

"Put your dirty hands away from my shirt." He spoke gritting his teeth, his eyes were looking sharply on the place where I was clutching his shirt, his hands which were holding me, now long gone from my waist.

"Gladly." I passed him a fake smile and made a good distance from him.
He scrunched his nose in disgust, before grabbing some tissues from a nearby server and roughly wiping his shirt. "If you touch a dirt, you get yourself dirty too." He gritted. I looked at this man amused.

Is he serious?

I couldn't control myself and burst into laughter. He didn't say anything and just stared at me.
"How cute." I commented.

"What are you doing here?" He ignored my comment and asked me coldly, his eyes moved up and down on my body.

"Well, I am here to attend my classes. What about you?" I smiled, sarcasm clear in my tone. He put his hands in his pockets of his black slacks. My eyes moved to his veiny forearms. He was dressed in a grey tuxedo.

Who comes in a club wearing a tuxedo?

"I am here to kill you with my bare hands." He replied.

"No you won't. You need me, badly. You can do anything but kill me. You're weak, a weak pathetic man, with a disgusting personality and ugly heart." I folded my arms against my chest confidently.

"Is that so?" He looked at me coldly, before grabbing my wrist and dragging me somewhere with him.

I tried to free myself from him, but this fucker was too strong for me. I dig my nails of my other hand in his forearm to get rid of his grip. I heard him wince in pain a little, which resulted into tightening his grip more on my wrist.

"LEAVE MY HAND!" I screamed and he pushed me against a dark corner of this club, caging me against him, and before I could understand where I am I felt something against my jaw.

It's a gun!

A freaking gun is against my skin.

My heartbeats were running too fast to give me a heart attack right now. My eyes widen and my body froze.

My gaze met him, who was already looking at my face closely.
"Now, who is the weak one?" He asked darkly, I gulped not daring to speak a word.

I am dying!! Oh no, what will happen to Evara if I died? I can't leave her alone.

The gun slowly slid down from my jaw to my neck to my chest. He pointed the gun directly above my throbbing heart. "Damn! You're too scared aren't you?" He smirk, I bet he can hear my heart beating loudly.

"Maybe I should shoot here, just above your pathetic heart, yes?" He asked looking at my eyes, I stared back at him coldly. I wasn't going to let him know that I am shaking from fear inside me right now.

His gun slid down from my chest, sliding through my breast valley, to resting on my stomach. "Or I should shoot you here?" He pushed the gun more into my skin, making it painful for me. I gasped for air.