Worth Fighting

Chapter 4 : The Fate

Days past so fast when you're a senior highschool student. With graduation coming soon, I need to start choosing my college.

After my French class finishes I made my way to the cafe in my school. I grab an apple, two melon bun and a milk on my tray before choosing a table to sit.

I was a loner and comfortable with it. I do have girl friends but none are close to me. The only one that I could label as my best friend is Charlie. Speaking of Charlie, he was absent from school today so I made a mental note to go and pay him a visit later.

It has been days, nearly a week or so since my ecounter with Derek. Although time past, his vows still remains inside my brain, like it was already carve in as a reminder. I was still shook at how brave I was that day and how rude he was.

After finishing the apple, I jammed the buns inside my bag and proceed to my next class. Statistics. Ugh.

I took a middle seat because it was the easiest place to dodge the teacher questions. As I was settling in my seat, the girl behind me starts a conversation on how there was a new transfer student coming in today.

That was weird. It's rare that we accept a new student especially in the middle of the year.

I didn't take anything seriously because on my mind it would be just another school gossip about how the transfer student will be rich, bad boy and the fuckboy of the school. Man, their fantasy was out of control sometimes.

But when one name spurt out of her mouth, it takes a whole different direction.

"I heard his name was Derek." I tense and only god knows how much my heart was beating.

It can't be. It's not him right? I mean there are thousands of people with Derek as a name. It could be anyone.

As much as I want to ease my consious, I have a bad feeling at the pit of my stomach already. I lean back to hear more of this Derek.

"Heard he was an heir to a wealthy company! And when he turn 20 he will inherit all the fortunes." The girls squel at the thought of their fantasy coming alive.

"But there are also a rumour of him as an undeground fighter. On his last school he beat up everyone that pisses him off, the only reason that he was not expelled was because of his father influence." Oh yeah, such a cliche bad boy this is.

I let out a sigh of release because I know that my Derek is nothing like that. He was not a bad boy. He was the devil himself, disguise in the most perfectly handsome body of a man.

My Derek... That sounds so weird.

I shake him off my head when our teacher came in.

The class went on as usual and Im glad it was my last class for the day. I got up and thank the teacher after his session was over. I manage to push through the crowded hallway to get to my locker. The bell rang again, for another session to start fortunately mine was over. The sea of students finally die down until it was only me standing in the hallway.

I was busy cleaning my locker before a large hand slams on the left side of my locker. I was startled and ready to cuss at the boy but when I turn around I nearly drop my stuff.

Standing in front of me, wearing my school uniform is the same guy who has haunted me with his vow.

This is real. He is real.

"I kept my part of vow muse. I always got what I want and you my darling, manage to capture me." He starts to close on me until my back touch the lockers.

"How... What... Why?!" I blurted out every word I could think of at that moment. Derek Zender is here. In my school. Well fuck this I'm out. And with that my world turns black and I fade, falling into his arm.

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I hear faint voice whispering to each other. I look around and realise I'm in the nurse room. Peeking from behind the curtain I can see the nurse talking to someone.

My head feel a bit dizzy. I let out a groan when I heard the chairs move. The nurse pull the curtains revealing whom she was talking too. Derek.

I still can't believe this is real, that he is real. The same asshole that smash me into a wall is sitting across the nurse room, watching my every move. The nurse did a quick check up before leaving me with him. Alone. In a closed room.

I was so nervous I gave the nurse a signal but I assume she has misinterprate what I meant when she wink at me and gave me a thumbs up.

God why are you testing me.

Right after the nurse left, Derek break the silence. "You gave me a shock there. Pretty sure you pass out because you've seen me, but the nurse says it was because of your low blood pressure."

He stood and walk to the others side of the bed. With his hand in the pocket, he lean on the wall and stare at me. I do not know what to do. In a way, he is a stranger. All I know of him was his name. "Who are you? Why did you come here? And why do you act like you know me?"

"Told you my name was Derek Zen-"

"I know, you're Derek Zender. But what I meant was who are you? Why are you disturbing me? Is it because of the fight in the club? If it is, I accept your apology so you may go now." I dead eye stare at him. His expression was blank so I could not read him.

He was silent for a minute before smirking. He pushes himself of the wall and slowly makes his way towards me. My hand clench the blanket. I wanted to be brave. I won't back down.

"Still a fiesty girl aren't you." I remain silent, letting him do the talk. "Obnoxious too I presume. But don't worry, I like a good challenge. In a way you're going to be my muse soon so-"

"Stop with that nonsense! What the hell are you saying. Making me your muse and shit. You don't even know me." I glare at him.

Before I knew what was coming he pinned me down on the bed.

"And you need to stop cutting my sentence off." He warned.

I struggle to break free from underneath him. My defense mode was on again so instinctly my leg shot up to kick him on his croch but he blocked it smoothly while still pinning me down.

This bastard is too good.

"Aye, be careful there sweetheart. Don't want to hurt Derek junior over here," he came closer to my face.

Too close.

So I seize this chance to headbutt him.

"Find your own guinea pig to experiment with. I've had enough with your bullshit in one day. Stay the hell away from me or you'll experience more than a headache." I jump off from the bed and scurried off from the room, leaving the speechless yet still grinning Derek on the floor.

His laughter fill the room as I exited at the door.

"Fucking psycho," I curse under my breathe.

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