Chapter 32

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Sidd's POV

      Just when I was looking at her I felt lips on mine. I pushed the person away too harshly before realising it was Dahlia. The touch of her lips still felt disgusting. It disgusts me. "Why did you do that?" I snarled. I couldn't hold back my anger even if I tried to. I am not the kind of a person will randomly let anyone kiss me. A kiss is special. You share it with someone special to you. And she was NOT special to me. This wasn't my first kiss because the last time some other crazy girl forced me to kiss her before. But that wasn't the point. Why did SHE kiss me? Dahlia's eyes started to well up. Well this might look like I'm being a jerk and all but no, I don't think I did anything wrong. "Siddie.... you know how much I love you, give me one chance! She left you hanging and I could be the medicine for your heart... just please, let me be your medicine," she nervously whispered to me as she continued to whimper softly.

       I felt bad. She was the one who gave me the idea of making Tanya jealous. It was stupid and she probably wasn't even jealous. But I just needed to do that cuz I was petty. And just when I wanted to change my mind about that idea, Dahlia pulled me away. And all the while I could never stop thinking about what they might do. And Dahlia's situation is so much similar to mine. It's when someone you like doesn't like you back. But she did not deserve to be harshly treated like what I did just now. "I'm sorry for reacting like that, I will never like you in that way, guess we both need some time to think so I'll be going away now," I went away leaving Dahlia crying. But I couldn't comfort her when I felt the same way too but even I didn't know how to comfort myself. Leaving her was the best thing I could do.

       And then I saw Tanya being dragged away by Josh. The burning sensation in my throat was taken over by the burning sensation in my heart. Both of them looked like they drank too much. Where were they going? I followed them until they went to a secluded corner. What are they going to do? I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. My whole body felt warm and I could feel my fingers numb with the way they clenched so hard.

Tanya's POV

       Where were we going? And then we reached a spot where nobody could be seen. Some corner of the club that nobody could be seen. "Josh, why did you bring me here?" I questioned, trying to break free from his tight fingers that were still gripping my hands. His eyes showed hunger. They were scrutinising everything. So uncomfortable. So disgusting. He finally let go of my wrists. But before I could walk away he held both my arms and pinned me to the wall. "Josh, what are you doing? Let go of me," I was trying to push him but I was too weak. My eyes were drooping. I don't want anything to happen between us. "Why would I let you go? You are my angel, you know that? I have never met someone as beautiful as you? For years, I have been searching for someone like you but no, there was none like you. Why I would I let you go? I own you, you belong to me, I won't lose you again," his face was so close to me and all I smelled was mint and alcohol. Nobody owns me. I am not an object.

        " Josh, just leave me," I hissed as I finally took his arms away from me. But his arms snaked around my waist and giving me a disgusting feeling as his fingers purposefully touched and felt the shape of my back. "You are mine, just let me kiss you and I swear you won't regret it," my heart started beating rapidly. I am scared. I don't like him anymore. I don't want him to touch me like this. It's disgusting. His hands were trying to go down past my waist. "Josh,no, I said let me go, please," I was going to cry again. His hands felt disgusting. I felt... this shouldn't happen. I was pushing and struggling with all my might, but I was drunk and I couldn't push him away.

         His hand grabbed a fistful of my hair and he brought my face closer to his. It's so painful. I should call for help. But as his face neared the nape of neck, I froze. No, this was not going to happen. "Josh please leave me," I tried to yell at him but it came out as more of a whisper. And then he kissed the nape of my neck. "Someone help me please!" But I had no strength to shout and all I remembered was trying to push him and darkness took over me.

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