Never Again

Chapter 12

The classes ended quickly more than I ever expected. Luke continued with the teasing and I just act like he never exists at all. Call it rude well sugar you don't have a clue.

"Tour me around will you?" Luke said.

"No I can't I'm busy." I muttered.

"Let me have your number then." He continued.

"There are lots of sluts in this university okay? If you need a great time better hang out with them, not me. I'm boring." I whispered.

"Hey Kaia please" He grabbed me in the arm. I really hate him touching me.

"Let go" I squeaked, I sounded scared I know.

"Hey Mr. Smith mind letting that hand go?" it's Hunter.

Luke turned around, still not letting go of my hand. He smirked and rubbed his temples out of disbelief.

"So who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Kaia's friend, Hunter." He looks so serious right now damn.

"Wow. You haven't mentioned that you've got a new boyfriend." He smirked again looking at me then back to Hunter.

"No you misunderstood, He's my friend like –"

"So why are you exactly bossing here around?" He looked intense, like he'll punch Hunter's face in any second right now which I won't let happen, no not ever.

"So why are you holding that arm? Are you his boyfriend by any chance?" Hunter said looking intense as well.

"I am his boyfriend you got any problem with that?" Luke tightened his grip.

"You don't know what you're saying Luke. We're done since a year ago." I said deliberately.

"For you it's over for me it's not. How is that even fair?" He looked at me again his smile almost ghostly.

My phone started ringing and for a second I wished to see Wendy's name in the front screen.

"Can you please let go? This might be Wendy calling!" I cried out.

I stared at the screen for seconds, Professor Taylor.

My heart almost broke. I thought I wished it was Wendy. But it's not.

"Hello?" My voice sounded scared.

Luke's still staring at me like waiting for the phone call to end and continue with the argument.

"Yes Ms. Jones thanks for picking up. Can you come here for a second? We need to talk about something important."

"Okay I'll get going."

I don't know if I sounded rude or cold, but I can't really think of kind and polite words to say by this time. My mind's preoccupied by thoughts, thoughts that killed me for days. I'm blanketed with disappointment and rage inside me, I feel broken.

"I'll get going. Professor Taylor needs to see me." I squeaked.

I walked fast. Like trying to escape a crime scene, I can feel my chest tightening. My stomach's clenching and unclenching like a fist. I don't know why these things are happening but by this moment I'm lucky I managed to get the hell out of there.

Now I feel sorry for leaving Hunter alone, haunted by the fact that he even tried to save me. Great

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"Let me get to the point Ms. Jones let us admit that you're grades have been in a roller coaster for this quarter, and by this time I'm sorry to say but it got stuck on the lowest part of the ride." Professor Taylor's words are stabbing me once again.