Chapter 3

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Warning- this story is rated M for mature for a reason. This chapter contains sexual assault. 



The next few weeks came and went without much incident. The raven-haired girl and purple eyed boy hadn't spoken since the encounter that night. They fell into a type of ritual. Go through their classes, have lunch at the shared tree without a word, then head to their dorms and stay to their separate sides. If it wasn't for the sound of breathing in the dorm you would think no one existed in that room. On the weekends Kai always seemed to leave the school. Kaito told her he was part of a championship BBA team called the Bladebreakers and was captain. On the weekends he would meet up with his team to practice. She had heard of the Bladebreakers, who hadn't, she figured Kai did look familiar when she first saw him and had quickly realized he was thee Kai. She would spend her weekends with Kaito and Iris. They would leave the school on weekend outings. Sometimes Iris would go home to visit her parents.

"Krystal why don't you ever go home?" Iris asked one random weekend. Krystal just signed, not something she likes to really speak of. She then turned to look at Iris.

"Kaito and my parents are dead though to be honest I can't say I am sad. I emancipated myself at a young age. My parents never cared for me. They only cared for Kaito. A girl was a week hindrance to their family name. Kaito did his best to protect me but he never was enough. Once I was emancipated things got better. Then one random weekend they both died in a car crash unexpectedly. Kaito inherited everything but he provides for me out of the inheritance. Before I came to this school it had been sometime since I had seen him because I just was sticking to myself like I am used to."

Iris blinked a few times in surprise then nodded in understanding. She then got up and dusted off her pants. "Well I got to go, I am meeting my family this weekend. See you Monday" and with that she left.

Krystal signed and headed back to her dorm. The dorms were extremely quiet on the weekends since most the students leave for home minus a few stragglers. Once she entered the room surprise overtook her features to see Kai sitting on his bed.

She let out a grunt then in a cocky voice eyed Kai "So did your team kick you to the side this weekend?"

"They have the weekend off."

"I still figured the all mighty Kai would of been with them instead of this hell hole."

He turned and gave her a glare before he rolled his back to her. Krystal snickered. "Well Kaito is gone this weekend so I guess you're stuck with me" She smirked.

"Great" Kai breathed and then stood and left the room. Later that night he returned to his shared prison only to find Krystal nowhere to be found. ~Odd~ but he just shrugged and laid on his bed. After sometime Kai found himself facing the door waiting for the fiery raven-haired girl to walk through. He then turned towards the window and watched the rain fall hit the glass.

Krystal was pacing the halls of the school. She was annoyed that she wouldn't get this weekend to herself, it was one of the only things she looked forward to. She was dragging out going back to her dorm room but as night fell and the rain continued to pound hard outside a slight shiver and fear ran up her spine.

~Maybe I should head back now~ She was alone in an ALL BOYS school after all, maybe not the best idea. She was bullied a lot as a young kid and beat on a lot by the older boys. To say she had a strong distaste for most men was an understatement. Not to mention that isn't including what .... Happened.... not so terribly long ago. She tended to keep her distance, Kaito and his best friend Jima being an exception. She turned the corner now deciding to head back to her dorm. After she turned yet another corner, closing in on her destination, she heard a sharp whistle. She turned her head to see two boys around the age of 17. If she had to guess they were about 5'9". They seemed like the nasty type who didn't care much for rules. They both had these disgusting dark smirks on their faces. The look sent a shiver up Krystal's spine. She took a step back only to bump into someone else. A hand then flew over her mouth before she could scream and the boy behind her held down tight on her wrist and locked his arm around her upper body. Krystal started to kick and struggle against his hold.

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