Oblivion

6 - You're Mine

"Having a good time?"

It was a familiar voice. That husky voice always scares me. My knees are trembling. I panicked. When I tried to open my bag, I apparently dropped my keys. And he came near me.

"J-j-jirro.. What are you doing here?" I was so afraid when I saw his angry face. Damn. With that face, he's still so hot.

"Hey. He just came here to drop me. We just had a 'friendly' dinner." I explained myself. I really don't know why. But I just felt the need to explain like that to him.

"Why are you so defensive? Easy faggot." Jirro said.

Damn. He got me there. I hate him so much.

"You did not answer my question. Why are you here?" I asked again.

"Well, I'm going to remind you about something.." He said emotionlessly. This guy makes me crazy. He's unpredictable. I wish I can read his mind.

"What? Am I forgetting something?" I curiously asked him. I didn't expect what he said.

"Oh, Honey, a lot. A lot.." Then he smirked and continued, "Am I not welcome here? Can I go in?" He stepped towards me. Every step ahead, I move to keep the space. But he didn't mind. He came closer until I hit the gate of my house. Damn, I am so cornered right now.

"Nowhere to go now huh?" He grinned and tried to kiss me but I moved my face away from him. I saw the frustration on his face.

"Never mind. Just say hello to your dogs for me. And oh, here's my friendly reminder."

He turned around and walked away my house. But he looked back and waved his right hand while saying,

"No one shall ever kiss or touch you again. Or else you're dead." Then he continued walking until I can't see him anymore.

That was again a total blow. I hurriedly went inside my house and changed my clothes immediately. I gave my dogs their foods and closed my eyes as soon as I can. I'm still thinking of what he said. That I am forgetting something, that I am dead if someone will ever kiss me.

It's just a goodnight kiss you know. In America, some of my friends even kiss me on my lips. Never mind. So I guess I shall have a good sleep now. I wonder what he meant about I forgetting things. Anyway, it's the Jirro's way.

I'm walking fast through the halls of our campus. Shit.

Why am I always late?

Maybe because I have a very big dogs that won't let me pass every morning without a walk, because of my lazy eyes, that I jave to cook for myself to have some nice breakfast or maybe because I'm always lazy, or just because..

I saw Jirro on the way talking with some guys. When I was about five steps away from him. He stared at me and held my right arm so tight. Jirro tried to pull me closer to him with the evil grin on his face.

"Why are you running dolled face?" He said without letting go of my arm. I struggled so that he can't come near me. But my efforts were not enough. I just sighed.

"Why do you care?" I calmly said. Actually, I did not mean it. Inside, I'm really trembling with fear. Then I saw his eyes. It's like having the fire that I really don't want to see. God. I really hate him so much.

"I told you to not talk to me like that. How many times do I have to tell you?" He seemed okay with those words. Urgh. I don't know. I think I pissed him again.

"Let me go." For the nth time. Everytime we wee each other. It's always like this.

"Hey. What's going on here?" I heard a voice of a male before us. We all looked at him and we just realized that it was our Dean.