The player and the shy girl (english version)

The Quiet Strength of Emma

Emma POV 

I leave the bathroom, unable to believe he followed me. He means everything he says, I know he's capable of anything. I despise him. 

I look behind me and see him staring. I quickly glance around and exit the school. I sit on the bench until the bell rings, wiping away my tears. A few minutes later, the bell rings and everyone starts to leave. 

Mia appears, looks at me, and rushes over. "Are you okay? What happened? What did he do to you?"

 "I'm fine," I say, but she looks at me suspiciously. 

"Why did you leave class so suddenly?" She asks, and just then Lucas walks past, glancing at me before continuing on.

 "I just wanted some air," I reply.

 "Okay," she says, but I know she doesn't believe me.

 "Want to get coffee later?"

 "I think I'll just go home," I said, and she looks at me sadly.

 She sighs and looks around the school. The bell rings again and we leave. I just want to go home and sleep. I can't take this anymore.

Lucas POV

I leave school after spending so long on my phone. I see Mia talking to Emma, grilling her.

 Why the hell are you involving, bitch? I glare at her and walk over to the bench where my friends are sitting. 

 "Why is your cheek red?" Scott asks me.

 "What do you mean?" I say, touching my cheek. It's warm.

 "You've got a red mark." I look over at the bench where she was sitting. What the hell did that bitch do to me?

How hard did she hit me!?

"It must be an allergy. I'll go check in the bathroom," I said, heading towards the bathroom.

"The bell rings. I see her coming out of the bathroom. I grab her arm, cover her mouth to prevent her from screaming, close the door, and pin her against it."

"I glare at her angrily. She opens her eyes and jumps when I press her further against the door.

"What do you want now?  She says to me and looks at me.

"Look at my cheek!" and she looks at my cheek.

"And what am I supposed to do about it?"

"You did this."

"You deserved it!"

"Enough!Shut up!"

"What are you gonna do to me, huh?" She said to me,  challenging me.

"If you don't want to know about it, shut up, because I can do anything."

 She looks at me and her breath quickens from her anger.

"Someone's a little upset," I said mockingly.

"You're so cruel," she retorted, glaring at me.

"I can make you suffer more than you can imagine."

"You should be ashamed of everything you're doing to me right now."

"Was your mother ashamed when she gave birth to you?

"Her eyes well up as she stares at me with wide, astonished gaze."

"What the hell did you say?"She glares at me angrily.

"I think you heard me!Very good."!

"She had the nerve to say something like about my mother! " I was beside myself with anger.

I looked at him with anger , i pushed him and i punced him in the face.

"He touches his cut lip and looks at me. 'Don't you dare mention my family again!" I yelled, with my voice trembling.Tears stream down my face as I say, "Don't you ever speak of my family like that again." My voice is filled with pain.

He stares at me in surprise. I give him one last look, wipe away my tears, and head towards my classroom.Good thing I made it in time.I rushed to catch up with my teacher, feeling a sense of relief.

"Emma, what happened to you? You're beet red," Mia said to me.

"Nothing, I'm fine," I told her.

 At that moment, the door opened and Lucas came in. The teacher let him in with a gesture. His lip was bleeding. Mia looked at me with wide eyes.

 "Did you do that to him???" She said and looked at me, surprised. I nodded my head affirmatively.

 "This is bad, really bad. You'll just make him even angrier." 

"As angry as he made me? NEVER!" I said and looked at her seriously...

 Lucas looked at me and gave me a murderous look...

 You wanted it and you got it, you old jerk. If you ever put anything of mine in your mouth again, I'll be the one that you should be afraid, like I did today, you old bastard... 

Luckily, we were about to leave now and I wanted to go home.

My phone vibrated. I looked at Lucas, he looked at me and gestured for me to check my phone now. I opened my phone.

 × I won't let this go, you know that!

I looked at him. I raised one eyebrow. I went to the settings and blocked him.                                          He tried to send me another message but he realized I had blocked him and slammed the desk. I know how to play dirty too if you want it that way.