Chapter 8

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Math class was boring. How can someone be in this class and passed it? What kind of brain do they have? Or it just you who can't function well. Oh well too bad.

Last night was dreadful. Why would you cried in front of him? 'I shouldn't done that' you thought. Now he was going to asked you what happened. 'I'm not ready for this' you thought again. It was lunch time and you don't know where to sit. This place is so crowded you can't even breathe in here. Thank god, you bought lunch box if not you were going to starve the whole day. So you decided to skip lunch and went to the library.

You sat at the end of the library where there was a silence spot. You opened your luch box and started eating it. Mom made you a raw tuna with salad. So yummy, call you weird or whatever but this is your favorite. This is so peaceful. You wish your mind was peaceful as this library. No sounds, no words were spoken only surrounded by the books and this is just what you needed. You don't have a class after math so you decided to relax a bit in the library. You grabbed a book beside you and read it.

You spent most of the time in the library for about 40 minutes. Your butt was sore from sitting too long. You strecthed your arms and followed by the yawn. As you were about to get up, someone tap your shoulder. You turned around and to be met with a pair of a dark brown eyes, suddenly you lose your grip on the book that you've been holding.

"Mia?"

Ivan Vorbert.

He picked up the book from the ground.

"I didn't know you were into romance," he smirked.

"Don't worry, Mia. I don't bite but I don't like the idea of you walked out from me with that guy," he make a disgusted face.

You scoffed.

He frown, "Can you talk, munchkin?"

Munchkin. He used to called me, munchkin.

"W-what d-did you just called me?" you stuttered.

"Munchkin. Look, mia bab-" you cut him off.

"Don't you dare call me that. You piece of shit!" you yelled.

"We are in the library. You need to calm down" he said

"Don't tell me what to do," you grabbed your bag and walked past him but you're not lucky enough. He grabbed your wrist and shoved you back until you hit the wall. You groaned.

He grasped your waist, "Who give you the right to yell at me?" he shoved you again. Hard.

"And I really hate when you don't respect me, Munchkin. You know, I tried to be nice here and you just add a fuel to the fire." he squeezed his body towards you.

"Let me hear you breathe," he said softly.

You tried to get away from his gripped but his stronger than you and you didn't realize that you've been holding your breathe.

"Get your dirty hands off me," you threatened while your voice filled with venom and furiously.

"And what if I'm not? You are going to throw me back in jail again?" he scoffed.

"If that makes you happy then I'm willing to do it," sarcasm lased in your voice.

He slapped you. He freaking slapped you.

Tears started to fall from your face. You just stayed there on the ground. Where the hell is the librarian when you need them. You sobbed uncontrollably.

"Shit, munchkin Mia. I didn't mean to slap you. I-I swear. Are you okay?" he came closer to you.

You flinched. "Stay. The. Fuck. Away. From. Me," you said through gritted teeth.

"No, no way. You're mine. Come with me," he grabbed your wrist roughly.

"Don't touch me. What did you just say? I'm yours?" you scoffed with disbelief, "I'm never yours and never will be."

"Please give me a chance, Mia. You know I didn't mean it" he pleaded.

"I did give you a chance when I'm with you, Ivan but what did you do to me? You freaking abused me. Did you ever realize that? Your parents divorced and you put all the blame on me? Yeah right, like I cheated on your father so your mom decided to divorc-" shit. 'What did I just say' you thought. Oh god, you are a dead meat.

"Excuse me? What did you just say?"

"I-I have to go" you murmured.

You walked past him and you were glad he didn't stopped you. As you were about to exit the library, you distinctly felt someone squeeze your shoulder. You gasped.

"Hey hey mia, its Vernon. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startled you. I've been looking for you and you look pale. Something wrong?" he examined you.

"Nothing, I was just-" Ivan came into the view and cut you off

"Well well well, love is in the air. More like bullshit is in the air" Ivan smirked.

Vernon hold your hand and kissed on the top of your hand while his eyes trained into you. You shivered at the contact. He winked. 'What the hell is this guy into?' you thought. He position himself beside you and hold your waist.

"Well actually, I'm Vernon for starter and this beautiful girl beside me is my girlfriend. I'd appreciate if you stay away from her," he smiled. You blushed slightly.

"I don't think I can get away from her," Ivan said while his sickly smirk appeared on his dick face.

Without another words, Vernon crashed his lips on you. His caught you gently behind the neck and he pressed his mouth to yours, softly but firmly. You gasped. What should you do? Kissed him back? He sucked on your bottom lip. His lips was warmer and softer than anything you could have imagined. He pulled back and rest his forehead on yours. He pouted. What did you do now?

"I was hoping you'd kissed me back," he teased.

"You should give me a warning and kiss me a bit longer so I can kissed you back," you giggled.

"Oh I can do it now if you want," he smiled.

You slapped him playfully on his chest. When you turned back, Ivan disappeared. Well that works. You started to wonder, is that kissed just for a show or he really meant it? You can't help it but asked,

"Vernon?" you asked.

"Hmm?" he hold your hand and he walked you through the exit.
"That kissed was just now, did you do it for a show just to make Ivan jealous or do you really mean it?" you asked, nervous.

"Oh so, his name was Ivan?" his hand still hold yours.

"Uh yes. You didn't answer my question." you huffed.

He stopped dead on his track and turned to look at you. He cupped your face,

"The secret is, that yours was the best kiss I've ever had even though you didn't kissed me back" he teased. You blushed.

"I'm not done yet but the truth is all I can remember when our lips touched, I knew the memory would last forever," his eyes stare straight into yours and kissed the tip of your nose gently

"And yes, it does meant something to me" He whispered and laid his forehead against you, causing your breath to be caught in your throat.

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