The stalker and The fighter

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Ayumai's P.O.V
For the rest of the school day I couldn't see a thing. To top it off all the girls in class kept glaring at me. I am not sure what their problem is. What did I do? Well the last bell finally rang and I stood up, collected my things and walked out into the hall. Every student hurriedly packed their things so they could either go home or see Cero. I took my time because luckily I didn't have to work this evening. I wonder what I could have for dinner? Suddenly a hand hit the side if my face. The blow felt like nails also scratched into my right eye. This was definitely an A class bitch slap. "Ouch!" I screamed clutching my bleeding eye. "Wow you are quite the saint, not even having your eye scratched can get you to curse," a rather strange girl snickered. I sized her up. She was a tall, black haired girl with long nails. "What do you want?" I asked in pain. I could only see half of her the rest was all red and black. "I want you to stay away from Cero he is mine," she hissed. I was confused. I didn't like him or even want to associate with the guy. I nodded. She sneered. "I'm not sure I believe you looks like I am going to have to beat it into you. Fear grew in the pit of my stomach. Why was this girl so bent on hurting me? I don't understand. Suddenly boiling hot anger surged through me. My breathing picked up and fist clenched. I was getting hot and sweaty. The girl raised her fist and aimed for my nose. Something snapped inside me. It was like there was a thick chain inside me that just broke. I felt another presence inside me. A dark and bloodthirsty presence. Then I knew what was happening. I dogged the flying fist. "Get away from here please I beg you," I pleaded with the girl. "Ha so you're trying to scare me off nice try but you're not getting out of this," the girl laughed lunging for my neck. Pain exploded in my mind and I felt like my subconscious was sinking. Deeper and deeper. It was to late to stop it now.

Cero's P.O.V
I admit now I feel like a stalker. Why can't I just confront her? I am a world famous, rich, male model and I can't even confront an average commoner girl. Pathetic. Then I saw Alexandria walk up behind her and slap her! What the frell?! I was about to go help but then she would know I followed her. So like the jerk I am I simply watched from the sidelines. But boy was I in for a show.

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