A Not So Charming Saviour

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(ANUSHKA'S POV)

I stood there frozen for a minute. I glanced at Nicolas, only to realize he was watching me with...disgust? I gulped loudly. This couldn't be happening. Excitement and dread washed over me. I didn't know what to do. I looked for Anannya, Sneha and Madhulika, hoping they'd know what to do. But Anannya and Madhulika were just staring at me while Sneha smiled wickedly.

I hadn't realized that the students were piling out, I was just standing there like an idiot. Gathering my lost thoughts and sanity I walked out. Anannya, Sneha and Madz were waiting for me outside, but no one had anything to say. We walked back to our classes in silence. I did get a few nudges from Sneha and some nervous glances from Anannya and sympathetic looks from Madz. None of these things were the least bit reassuring.

What was going to happen to me? Nicolas already hated me without any reason in particular and now with the Angel and FAS conflict, he absolutely despised me. I wanted to believe I hated him too. After all, he is the biggest, most heartless jerk of all time. But I didn't hate him. And I hated myself for it. What was there to like about that guy? He was rude and a tool and he had never done anything remotely nice for me. Yet my heart flutter every time he walked by. I know I sound pathetic, even to myself. But I can't help it!

Come to think of it, there might have been a time when he actually was nice to me. But it feels so long back. I think it was P.E and we had to run laps. No one familiar was in my P.E class and I'm felt completely creeped out, especially from the stares I got from the boys. They made by blood run cold. Espically Chris'. He hadn't stopped staring from the starting and I was beginning to get goosebumps. Chris had already made too many friendly attempts before and I did not like them. I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. It was working, I avoided him successfully until the end of the period.

Content with my achievement, I let my guard down as I exited the changing rooms.

"Oh here comes the little birdie." Chris was leaning against the door frame, giving me an enduring smile. It sent shivers down my back. I did by best to ignore. With glancing even once I tried to slip by him, but his hand shot out.

"Playing hard to get, are we?" He leaned in. I stepped back, baffled.

"You're just so cute, little Angel. Are you aware of that?" I ignored him once again. His smirk widened.

"This game is getting a little boring, lets spice it up." He grabbed my waist. I gasped and pushed hard at his chest. He didn't budge, or rather he enjoyed it. Then years of judo training kicked in, and I slammed my foot on his and then pushed at him and sized under his leg simultaneously. It worked! His body hit the ground with a thud. Taking the opportunity I stepped over him, only to have him grab, my ankle. I yelled out. He was up and about in a matter of seconds and grabbed my waist yet again. His other had covered my mouth.

"Now, that wasn't so nice was it? I don't like it when my little birdie disobeys me." There was restrained anger in his voice. Fear pulsed in my veins. I couldn't take on a werewolf bare- handed!

Chris brought his mouth and rested it in the little space between my neck and jawline. His hand muffled my scream. my body began to shake. Oh Dear God! What did he plan on doing?

I heard him chuckle. It made me want to run, for my life. I tried to break free, but his hold on me was too strong. I tried to grab his neck in order to flip him over. But he didn't let me.

"Haha, I didn't learn jujitsu and boxing for seven year for you to pull a couple of moves on me." I was losing hope. Danm. I was screwed.

I struggled again his imposing form but to no result. That damned bastard didn't budge! I breathed out a bunch of cuss words.

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