Taming You

Chapter Six

Chapter Six:

Keren Wilson

I was pretty sure I locked the door before I fell asleep so why the hell is Erich inside my room? I felt her come inside for some time now but I wasn’t sure why. And I wasn’t also sure why I’ve been pretending to be asleep all this time. I could get off from bed right now and tell her to get the fuck out but I didn’t. I guess I liked the silent company.

After a few minutes passed, she finally spoke.

“Keren, it’s time to get up. Someone is waiting for you at the door.” I got pretty annoyed after she said that. So that’s the reason why she’s been staying over all this time? I thought for once that she stayed just to watch me sleep and think. I guess I could be dumb sometimes. Fuck life.

I immediately got off from bed and walked past her.

“Next time, knock.” I said before opening the door and slamming it shut before I went out. Whoever is the one waiting for me outside, he/she should have a pretty good reason for letting me out of my room this early. Usually during weekends, I always lock myself in my room until noon before I get out or except if I get invited to fights in the underground. Yep, the kind of fights that placed bets in every fighter and every time I win, I always get extra pocket money. Not that I needed it though, I just find it fun and enjoyable. Mom and Dad, who usually is very tight in securing both me and Erich, doesn’t even know that I sneak out every night during fight time.

As I was walking to the door, I suddenly remembered something from yesterday. I smacked my head after realizing it. I almost forgot that I have to go to school today. Well, not to study but to do “community service.” Damn school, damn principal, damn that annoying Johnny and damn fucking life!

I bit my lip before opening the door. Still so early and I’m already this ready to knock someone off. Way to set the mood for this day.

Outside stood someone I never expected to come here. I was so surprised that I couldn’t even speak. It’s that damn nerd. What the fuck is he doing here?

“I-I’m Eric Richers and I’m g-going to be your buddy in school. You know, the project the principal gave to us?” Right, that damn principal specially organized this project for the whole student body. She is to assign one student to become study buddy with another student. Pathetic strategy.

I tried to protest though, saying that I don’t bloody need a study buddy. Even without it, I’m fine with my studies. Didn’t she realized it beforehand that whoever my study buddy is, he/she is in grave danger within my hands? Especially that what she just organized gives a low blow to my ego. I’m supposed to be the top student in school and having a study buddy is practically pissing me off. Wow, she really must be that stupid.

“Listen here Richers, I don’t need a study buddy and I don’t fucking need you so get your damn ass out of my house.” I said before slamming the door in his face. I turned around and stormed off before realizing that if I really did slammed the door, why didn’t it banged loudly?

I turned around again only to find his leg stuck on the door, preventing it to close completely. I gasped and I didn’t know what came through me but I immediately opened the door, only to find him whimpering and rubbing his hurting leg. Of course it’s painful, I just bloody slammed it shut!

My eyes shot to him and I sprung to him, grabbing him by his collar.

“Why the hell did you do that?! Are you stupid or what? You could’ve injured yourself, you fucking. . .” I now realize why I was given a bloody study buddy. Not to tutor me but tutor him. Fucking life.