(Present day)
Liana Fair
Loud knocks awakened my senses.
"The hell Liana! What's taking you forever using the bathroom?"
I jolted up from the tub, the warm water I prepared has completely turned cold and the fact that my fingers were already pruny signifies how long my mind has been drifting, again.
"Sorry Jane, just a minute" I answered as I drape the towel around my body and drained the water from the tub.
"Well you better hurry because I'm five damn minutes late already!" She yelled just enough for me to panic and abruptly open the bath room door.
Jane's pissed off face flashed in front of me, so I had to mouth her again that I'm sorry but she instantly entered and shut the door forcefully, making one of my dorm mates grunt from the noise and bury her head under the pillows.
I have been staying in a dorm just a walking distance from Franzuish University which I am currently enrolled in.
The dorm was small but the caretaker insisted that it can fit about eight persons, it was a total bull crap for we can hardly move and walk around without bumping to each other's bed.
Not to mention the brittle wood flooring, peeling paints of the wall and a ceiling thin enough to hear the heavy footstep of the tenants upstairs.
There is a good part anyway, their common bathroom which is kind of spacious and had a tub where I spend most of my morning time sulking. The dorm was the cheapest I could afford by the way and was by far the nearest to my university.
Opening my cabinet to skim over the few shirts and jeans I have, I smelled something foul. I searched where the odor was coming from and it seems to point to the drawer next to mine.
"Fudging smell, what could that be" I muttered to myself and pulled the drawer, to my shock I found a rotten burger, cigarette packs and some used underwears with dry blood stained on it.
I almost puked. Almost.
"Hey! Don't mess with my things!" Drea, a new dorm mate of mine, who had tattooed arms blurted while she smoke beside the window.
"Yes I wouldn't mind your things at all if it doesn't stink, but it does" I remarked, to make sure she remembers her unwashed menstrual panties.
I heard her mumble something and clearly the word bitch was included.
Re-opening my cabinet and wearing my undergarments, I let loose of my towel and put on my jeans, one of the only four I have.
When a whistle erupted from nowhere and said "hot babe!" It had taken me seconds to realize it wasn't one of my dorm mates, it was a man's voice.
I turned to look for any signs of the man and I saw him there lying atop of the double deck bed, he appears to just had woken up from slumber and is damn hungrily looking at me.
"You are not allowed here! This dormitory is only for female! How did you even get in!?" I stated angrily, covering myself with the shirt I was about to wear.
"Have any problems with my new boyfriend?" Grenada spoke as she uncovered herself under the blanket she's sharing with the trespasser.
My anger flared and I boldly wear my shirt without giving a damn care if they are looking, this dorm is as cranked up as everyone in it. If only I could get to choose who to live with.
"Ooh someone's over reacting, you're lucky to have fine breasts though..." The man said with a toothy wide smile.
"Hey I can hear you" Grenada purrs to her new boy friend and that's when I started hearing smooching and moaning and all.
I shove my books inside my pack bag and stomped my feet angrily, making sure I banged the door twice as loud as Jane did.
If only I could have a room to myself, where I could study without interruptions, without anyone suffocating my room with cigarette smoke, or bringing boyfriends with them amd having whatever thing that is they're doing.
"Ahhhhggg!" I screamed aloud, letting go of the frustrations and boiling rage within me. I kicked one of the metallic trash bins and screamed again.
When I think I've had enough I whispered to myself "I'm fine, I'm good, I'm okay" this I repeated over and over.
After Inhaling deeply, I turned around to see couple of eyes staring at me, I lately realized I was already on the school grounds and sure had made a scene back there.
Feeling my face heating and reddening, I cover my face with the book I was holding. I bowed and excused myself from the judgments they could have formed about a student who has anger issues.
"You have problem with our trash bin kid?" A male voice asked, surely coming from someone with authority for he had earned gasps from the staring eyes.
Removing the book from my face, I quickly looked at the man in front of me. From his broad shoulders and to his face.
"Professor Euro!" I squeaked, I'm sure my eyes were opened wide as a full moon.
He eyed me speculatively "Ah, I see you are a student of mine" his deep voice creeps to my body.
Mr. Euro's cerulean eyes and dark hair all messed my head, he was my research professor, the popularly known son of the university's dean and he looked handsomely young for a thirty five aged man, I've never seen him this closed-up before.
"So you have problems with the bin?" He said, repeating his question clearly. His minty scent invaded my nose
"None sir" I answered attentively.
"Then explain yourself" he answered back, eyes boring deep down to mine. I had to look away, afraid that he'd see and read everything about me, the present me and the past me.
I cleared my throat before I said "I just needed to let loose some steam...I apologize for the commotion I caused"
Professor Euro studied me for a minute before giving me a tap on the shoulder, and his hand stayed there, like he was comforting me but a rare wave of electric shock coming from nowhere coursed through my body.
He whispered in a tone that is soft yet audible "Every one has the right to be angry but it should be done at the right place, remember that miss..."
His breathe fanned my cheeks and every move my professor do make me nervous.
Still I answered "Liana" I said as I take a step back, removing his hands from my shoulder in the process.
I made a quick bow and said "Won't happen again sir, sorry, I'd go now" I bowed again and marched faster to the campus hall, not looking back.
"What the hell is wrong with giving a shoulder tap!" I scolded my self. "Calm your senses down Liana!"
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