Chapter 9. Sweet revenge

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Four words.

What have I done?

His head hung low at that moment covering the impact of my slap, with his hand...

May be I should pull up my socks and just run away but will he even let me?

Why wasn't he saying anything now?

Pure anger and rage filled his eyes.

My chest was pounding hard seeing how bad I had hit him again and the red marks on his cheeks were begining to form up. I flinched at the sight of that.Somehow feelings of guilt and fear started to rise in me. It was getting harder to look at him with that infuriated expression on.Hitting the same guy over and again in just one day.

Way to go!

Not sure if I was feeling bad about it or if I shouldn't contemplate over it too much, I managed to clear my thoughts to say something.

"Uh Nick, are you alright?"

He was quiet...

Just staring at me.

Oh come on, say something..

He was burning my body under his unexpected cold glares. Why was it getting so hard to read those eyes?

"You started teasing me first, so I had to hit you!" I tried to reason out myself to escape his fury.

And then he took a step towards me, holding me in those ever so intimidating glares.

"I am not scared of you." I spoke without a tiny bit confidence in my voice. He was actually scaring me off.

I knew he would get me back for this and I was dying a little inside to know what he was upto.

"Stay right there. Don't..don't come near me.." I tried to warn him away to stop whatever he was going to do.

I kept moving back, stumbling on my sprained foot, not knowing what to do next.

He kept coming closer and closer.

I kept moving and swaying backwards...

What's with him and chasing me down always, huh?

Seconds before he could get a grip of my arm, I yanked him off and tried to run away.

But guess what? I was barely able to catch any speed when all he did was to walk-chase me. Why was he playing this silly game with me. Can't he see I am a bit injured here.

"Nick! Let me go please." I kept stumbling.

No words. No reply.

He kept coming after me.

"Nick! I am sor...." I begged as I swayed along the slippery floor and soon enough I lost balance.

My legs trembled in pain as my ankle did a flip over before my whole body spinned around to fall on my back.

Shit!

I am going down!

It's gonna hurt really bad.

As I was landing, a hand wrapped around my waist twisting me smoothly to a gorgeous face.

He caught me.

He was my life saviour.

I was in his hold, all safe and unharmed and I was so glad.

A/n:

Wait to find out until the next part is out ;)

Whom do you think he was?


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