The Rule Of Elites

Chapter 27

Elaine

Don't trust!

The above commitment usually comes with a great price. It always had been for me. From my childhood, to Tyler, and sometimes even my own mind.

I could feel the rough edges of aged scars and cuts mapping my skin under the hideous shirts that conceal them, to cloak the ugly truth of how weak I was. I was because now I think I have reason to grasp my sanity for.

He sat right beside me, noting down points on his leather binder. The tips of his pencil softly scratching against the once virgin page. I shamelessly stalk his every movement and tiniest of features. Like how he tapped his legs against the railing that held the sides of the desk or how his lips press into a thin line when he was confused.

He turns to me with a mischievous smile, probably aware of my creepy heated gaze. But I don't look away. Instead, I smirk. He raises a brow silently questioning my motives. I resume back to listen the class. A few minutes later I feel a hand, which I have grown to know every inch of its dents and warmth interlaces with mine.

With a reassuring pressure, I press my fingers and sneak a peek at Aiden and April sitting just to my right.

The question arises again.

What is it about them that even after so many clues and hints of their disguise, my heart still felt the need to trust them?

A dull ache clouded my judgement as I rubbed my temples.

They are in no way related to Alex, I am no fool to believe such an analogy. But why does Alex keeps playing it along? Not once had he said anything about being related to them. But neither denied.

I could straight on ask him any day, but the rational part mocked me that I won't get the whole picture served in platter anytime soon.

The bell rang for the lunch break. Food and sleep were hard on these days. And it surely has every aspect to do with a certain pen drive with a freaking password that would self-destruct the file if three trials of it went on to state error.

Splendid!

"You look like you survived an apocalypse this morning" Aiden planted his mystery ass in the front seat as Alex packed his stuffs. From the side I could see April making her way out of the class in a hurry, muttering something about a crowded teenagers in washroom

"She looks fine" Alex growled as he watched an uninterested Aiden clean his black-rimmed glasses with the corner of his polo.

"Geez, possessive dude" he looked at both of us. His eyes trained on me longer than usual.

I narrowed my eyes at him in disbelief, we both shared our extreme lack of conviction towards each other. Counting back from four days when he found out or literally poked out the drive from my pendant, he has been acting strange.

Stranger than usual.

He keeps scanning me the whole day, for what? Only if I knew.

See, all his persona screams distrust, but I feel myself smiling at him.

"Less possessive than you towards your sister" I state calmly folding my hands across my chest, the class was now only comprised of us three. Our words echoed the walls giving a frosty touch.

"Speaking of it, I want your help" his hazel brown eyes brightens. I doubt ill like what's going to follow it.

A loud resonating bang filled the room as Alex banged his fist against the wooden desk. Startled we both looked at him, our eyes wide as a saucer.