Project: Steal Your Heart (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7: Not alone

Chapter 7

June POV

I walked out of the bathroom and headed towards the class, my strengths renewed, so I could face the class with my most indifferent expression.

The classes passed by but the moment in the closet was still lingering on my senses, I still could smell the citrus and mint, the tender but firm arms, the strong muscles, the melodious voice and the protection I had felt.

I shook my head, I can’t believed, there was someone out there that wanted to help me. I was almost moved to tears, but then again this could be a sick joke.

I smiled, but this time it was the second time, the first time, he had gave me a orange juice, maybe not in the most conventional and not hurtful way but he had good intentions.

Maybe, just maybe I should trust this complete stranger?

No The annoying leprechaun said, but my little five years old self wanted nothing more than believe. But I knew that if I gave out my trust, they were going to crush it into tiny pieces and step on them.

I really didn’t know what to think, 2 out of 5 voices told me to believe while the other two told me to not give out your trust like free lemonade, and the last one was wondering if duck where bloodthirsty creatures and how I can prove that.

So I just followed the most primitive thinking and started to space out, while I absent mindedly looked at the teacher. I learned better this way, not thinking about anything else, just what was for dinner and absorbing the information like a sponge…

I would like to be a sponge, doing nothing and just absorbing… ah… you are a damn lucky, sponge…

Before I even know, it already lunch, a part form the bullying and stupid prank they have pulled on me, it was a good morning. The sun was shinning a dull yellow and the leaf were becoming a lovely orange.

I went to the back of the school like I normally did and he was there… Yes, now I know that just me being bullied and accused multiple time of sleeping with him, wasn’t enough for him. He wanted to behead me.

I sighed, let’s end this now and so I will not become a paranoiac cow every time he was near.

I toke small, tiny little steps towards my imminent death. Oh, how many things have I not done? I haven’t stepped on a beach nor seen the blue sea, or how I will never become of age to legally drown myself in alcohol, how little have I seen, I haven’t seen a starry night, nor a desert, nor rocky mountains so many things… I will never know who the secret jerk…

I stop in front of eager looking Hunter. He looks really excited to make me suffer, so my theory was right, today is the day I die.

I close my eyes and prepare myself for the blow, but it never came.

“Open your eye” He said eagerly… so he wants to see my face when I die… I opened my eyes and I saw to my great surprise he was smiling like a little child.

Then I saw want he had in his hands, he had a little bag, Swarovski, and on the other a bigger paper bag.

What the hell?

He pushed both the bag towards me and he smiled grew bigger when I grabbed them. He was beaming.

“I bought you something.” He said smiling.

“You don’t want to kill me?” I asked before I could help myself. He looked at me surprised and he looked a little sad and offended.

“No, I wanted to give you something” He said “You know like a peace offering.” He said with small smile, but I didn’t trust him. I clutched the bag with more force than intended as I was preparing to tell him how very wrong he was.