Dark Archery of Elites. Known as D.A.E is a school kept under the radar. This prestigious school is a training ground for the future dons and donnas of most mafia around the world, also a training ground for assasins and hackers who are all called t...
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~Everyone knows who's the real fucking main character here~
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It is hot as hell here, you'd swear hell was nearby–Well this unhinged school is more like hell
I tiptoe out of the room making sure that I don't wake anyone up. I then sneak outside to the pool which I'm sure isn't allowed but oh fuck it.
I changed into my bathing suit and I hoped that I would be alone so that no one will see my scars.
No such luck
A few minutes into the swim I heard movements in the pool. I looked and saw that it was a boy who joined me in the pool. I couldn't see who it was because he was underwater
Because I didn't want to show anyone my scars, I try to swim towards the edge as fast as I can
Come on Delilah...swim your little feet as fast as you can. I'm only 5'1 *sob*
I was about to make it to the edge of the pool when I felt something wrap around my ankle
"Get the shit away from me you fuck hole!" I blurt out
"Fuck hole? That's very foul amor" I recognized that voice. A husky, sexy, deep and the right amount of hoarse said.
I internally scolded my- fucking-self that I should have stayed in my room when Ethan pulled me against his chest
You can still swim away your little feet
Broad chest, tattoos running from his muscular arms towards his neck and some on his chest. Even though I couldn't see the rest of his torso, I knew he had rock hard defined abs when my hands brushed against them the moment he pulled me to his chest.
And? Ohkay I intentionally brushed my hands across them. You can't stay curious right?
Is it even legal for a seventeen year old to have a body like this and have a face card that doesn't decline?
Delilah I said swim I still want my million dollars bitch
"You just grabbed my foot, what did you expect" Ohkay my voice sounded so disappointing. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!
I'm just going to sit here and watch you embarrass yourself, it's entertaining
"You were going to leave without greeting. That's very rude don't ya think amor" Ethan said and I swear his mouth twitched at the sound of my voice.
Not wanting to embarrass myself and lose my bragging rights due to the loss of standards, I decided to roll my eyes and push myself off of him.
Delilah– What, my standards are my priority
"I'm done swimming" this time my voice obliges and it doesn't sound weird and breathy.
"Aww you leaving already?" He fake pouts and swims on his back
I roll my eyes and I continue to swim towards the edge when a hand gripped my arm.
No no no. I cannot afford for him to see my scars
"Why are you covered with scars?" He pulls me to his chest, again, lifting my arm and observing it. I expected to see pity on his face but he remains stoic and still has that damn scowl on his face.
Jeez is he some type of robot or something. But for a moment, just a moment I see a glint of an emotion I can't quite put a finger on in his deep blue eyes.
"I was tortured by my dead father" I pull my hand back. I didn't want to go any further because I didn't want to end up like Ethan and have a permanent scowl on my face.
Delilah, now's not the time to talk about never ending stoic faces Fine, it was worth the try
I didn't want to go on about a part of me that I've hidden for so long because I feel like bile will rise up my throat if I continue further. I'll feel my memory replaying my mother's death and my eyes would sting and fog my vision. Also, I am not going to cry in front of him. I saw what he did to Blair that other day when I overheard them. I am not willing to show my weak side in front of him.
Ethan nods and swims away as if touching me gave him a third degree burn.
Ouch. That fucking hurt. Looks like I'm going to have to cry myself to Tate McRae songs while eating ice-cream.
Nah that doesn't sound like me at all. I was happy because he doesn't ask more questions about it and let me go. Opening up to someone I barely even know is not on my bucket list.
It actually is. You said for the fun of it I mean a hot stranger *raises a brow* Fine fine. I don't know what went into my mind when I put that into my bucket list but I will certainly not open up to Ethan. Even if he is the hot stranger
Once I reach the edge of the pool, I grab my towel, wrapping it around my body and scurry inside. I felt Ethan's gaze burn into my skin until I turned a corner.
I did not want to confirm if he was looking at me by looking back because I know this evening would have ended differently
But after tonight, I felt like something between us ignited
