My heart was beating fast , this is the first time I ever felt like being kidnapped. I felt the urge to fight back and defend myself. But his touch on my arm , made me feel some what safe. Maybe it was because of all that tiring journey , I might need a good night's sleep.
"I'm sorry." I was stunned by what I said. I was meant to say :"Let go of me !" Or "Who are you ?" But those were the only words I could say. Not long ago I was starting to think if he was doing magic , some magic that changed my mouth into speaking what he heard would be pleased. Abruptly I was wrong.
He let go of my arm , I struck my arm back to my waist and rubbed it with my other free hand , it was a common action I did , with no reason , it didn't hurt or tickle when he grabbed it , I felt like I was trying to show that it hurt.
I felt disgusted.
A few moments I was being disgusted by myself , but the second I rewind to know that he said I was a pig , I was angry for no particular reason. Like a stupid kid getting mad and unhappy for certain childish reasons.
I felt childish.
But I spoke up anyways.
"Do I look like a pig to you ?" At the start I thought it was a good sentence , but when he replied , I had to regret opening my mouth.
"Mostly , the outside of how you look and how your body doesn't curve the correct way , it's common likely to be said you're a pig. Not to mention , how you ate earlier , it's rare to see any woman eat like that." Nate smiled deviously. He was the type of boys that were silent , but when they are forced to speak necessarily , each and every word is gold.
Right now , that gold turns to shit.
"Well I'm sorry you had to drag me in and... HEY you dragged me !" I widen my eyes , figuring how he dragged me , did he do it the zombie style ? The one like my legs up and my head smashing the ground ? I immediately reach to touch the back of my head to see that it was completely intact.
I was relieved.
He observes all I said and all I did , he never said anything in return , I didn't get his name , or his sister's.
"What is your name ?" I asked.
"Not very polite are you ? Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking others ?" Nate shrugged with a disgusted face , I hate the fact that he was right.
"You're not wrong , I'm Alison , Alison Machary." I didn't reach my hand to receive a handshake form him because I was afraid he wouldn't give one. That would make the scene awkward as hell.
"Does it kills you to say I'm right ?" He grinned and takes a good look at me , up and down as if he was picking out a model for his sponsoring commercial.
"Maybe ?" I smirked.
"Nate Bryson. The stupid one is Katelyn Bryson." He said , without any humor , I could get that he wasn't the joker between the crowd.
"Oh nice to meet you Katelyn." I smiled.
"Very funny." He rolled his eyes and pushed me out of his room , then he closes his door.
Being pushed I was feeling unfair , I slapped my ear on his door , I heard him walking on the wooden plank floor , then resting on his bed , for the next few seconds , there were no more interesting sounds made.
Nate knew she was still there. He felt weirdly unusual today , but he goes with it , he went off the bed and walked closer to the door , he heard her little stumble by the piece of wood separating them. He smirked , opening the door made her fall straight ahead , causing him to reach out and take her in his arms steadily.
I blushed , so red I could feel it , I wanted to get up on my feet and run back to Katelyn's room but I couldn't.
Nate was annoyed. What kind of idiot leans on some one else's door in the middle of the night ?
"Sorry." I stood straight , he took his hands off my shoulder as I got on my feet with ridiculous amount of strength , wish I had all that strength before I almost face plant to his face.
"Get out." He demanded coldly.
I nodded and scrambled away from his door , my heart couldn't stop beating , this is ridiculous... Calm down. I didn't kiss him or anything right ? He didn't touch me anywhere right ? What the fuck am I thinking , oh my god I need a doctor. Are there doctors in Boscaria ? Why am I starting to worry about unnecessary things ?
After a whole minute of panicking , I managed to control my issue and took step by step down the stair case , I didn't felt casual as I described it to be , trust me.
YOU ARE READING
The Legend of Boscaria (Book 1 Of The Boscaria Trilogy)
FantasyDiscovering the sudden death news of my mother during her travels to Boscaria , I had to find out how she died. I am Alison Machary , I've been an eight year old child in the little orphanage of an underrated town in Lakewood ever since my mother le...