Heartbreakers: The Cursed Child- Book 1

Chapter 16

"Ugghh..." I couldn't help the groan that escaped my mouth, before snapping into reality. I sat up quickly before sensing that Will was asleep on the couch across the room.

What is he doing here?

Then it all came rushing back to me, the challenge that I had refused and how I'd humiliated him, not once, but twice.
"What the f..." I began but before I could say anything else I covered my mouth, hoping that I hadn't woke him up.

He was still asleep.

Phew!

Quickly dragging my feet off the bed, I hurried to the bathroom, taking a ten minute shower, brushing my teeth then drying my hair with the lowest power on the hairdryer then plaiting it. Changing into my usual favourite, black outfit that I had worn right at the start, then opening the door just to see that bastard stood there, leaning against the doorframe.

"Ohh, you're awake." I didn't know what to say and I couldn't hide my disappointment, I wanted to get out of the room without him waking up but looks like I failed.

"Yes. Why with the sad look?" He bent down as he closed the distance between us, moving his fingers to touch my face but obviously me swatting his hand as though he were a fly.
He chuckled before looking then starting with his shit.

"Why with the aggression, babes?" He was inching closer to me, clearly sensing my discomfort around him. I still had that feeling that told me he's someone else, but why was I worrying so much about him not being the same guy I'd seen. That guy gave me butterflies when I just thought of him but this guy, Will, made me feel like I was being hit with stones.

I kept taking cautious steps back whilst he took more towards me, until my back hit the marble walls. Huffing in pain, I looked up to see him, lust dancing in his eyes as he smashed his hand onto the wall next to me, only inches away from me. I turned quickly to the other side, only to be trapped by his other arm, pulling up beside me.

"Where d'you think you're going babes?" He began cackling as his head fell backwards, indicating that he was probably still drunk from yesterday. He threw his head back forward before cocking his head to the side and staring at me in awe and wonder. Just looking at him made me feel sick.

"Get off me Will, I need to go." Struggling against his firm, built arms I glanced up at him seeing that he was smirking again. His face made me more panicked than ever.

"Your parents said to enjoy the night though?" Looking at me with a mock sad expression on his face as he stuck out his bottom lip. He was going to try fucking me, I knew it. I hated him so much yet he still didn't stop. He pushed his body against mine, his throbbing hard-on rubbing against my stomach.

The tears were building up behind my eyes, this wasn't the first time a guy had touched me and made me uncomfortable. My eyes stung, threatening to let the tears loose, heat was rolling off of me and I could feel my skin burning, it felt like I was on fire.

His dirty lips came crashing onto mine, I had to force myself not to barf. His lips felt so wrong against my lips, they weren't the right shape, nothing matched. Right now, I felt my blood boiling inside me, making my anger build up as it got worse the longer his lips were on mine.

That's it! I've had enough!

I sunk my long, sharp-like canines into his bottom lip making him squirm and wince in pain. I tasted his blood on my tongue and realised how badly I had bitten him, I was like a vampire. Pushing him off me then kicking him in the stomach, I ran out of the bathroom, grabbing my bag, scarf and beanie. I was going to leave today.

Before I could even reach the door, I was slammed to the ground, my body hitting the ground as the pain bolted into me. He turned me around aggressively and automatically began screaming.

"I fucking love you! You don't know how mad I go when I see your body react when I'm around. I just want it! I crave for it! The first time I saw you, in the shop I wanted you. I wanted you to be mine!" He was confessing all of this to me but what had gotten my attention was the mention of my body.

This dirty bitch didn't love me, he wanted my body. He didn't love me for who I was, he wanted to use me. And what else had he mentioned, the first time he saw me.

In the shop?! That's not true! He saw me on the balcony! And he's lying?!

My anger began to boil and before I could even stop myself, I had landed a punch square on his jaw and he fell to the side. I got up and quickly kicked him in the face with my heavy boots.

My anger had been released into that punch and now I was showing him how much I hated him. I pulled on my beanie and wrapped the scarf around my face after pushing my hair into the hoodie and put the hood up.

I'm gonna give him a piece of me.