My Secret Crush

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[This Chapter has been revised and edited from the original chapter]

AISLING POV

I'm stuck in an odd atmosphere, alone in the hallway.

That's when it hit me. I am late for Math class. Everyone has cleared out of hallway since the final bell. I am going to get a fucking detention. Hell no!

I hasten my pace. I feel like I'm being watched by someone. This is creepy. I look around, but it's just me alone. No one was behind me. This is probably my head messing with me. I was wrong because before I could react someone thrust me sideways dragging me into the shadow of an abandoned class, sending my back to collide harshly with the wall. I hiss in pain.
A arm snakes itself around my waist pressing me against its body. By now, I was hyperventilating.

Where is superman when you need him?

This time I am not ready. I'm telling you I am not ready to die. There are so many things I still need to do.

"Hey cousin" His voice was hoarse as he whisper into my ear, nibbling on my earlope.
My eye opens instantly.

"BRIAN WHAT THE FUCK?!" I scream trying to get him off me. He laughs, holding me closer. He was crushing me and I feel so immobile.

Something is wrong!. His eyes aren't their usual color. They were red, blood shot red and he reeks of alcohol. Oh my God.

"You are drunk" I spat disgusted. "What is wrong with you?"

"I'm not drunk" He snaps tightening his grip on me.

"Brian-- you--you are-- hurting me" I stutter

His eyes widen and his hands drop to his side giving me space "I'm sorry." He apologize "I just thought to make you feel good." He whisper.

OK so this is beyond divine intervention.

"What happened to you?" I ask in concern. He is obviously not in the right state of mind.

"I am saying" He close the gap between us. His hands run up and down my tight trying to separate them. He brushes hair off my forehead. I swear it takes everything I have not to puke all over his face.

This guy has fucking lost it.

I push past him to run away from this hell hole. He is faster because he grab my arm whirling me around pinning me to the wall.

"Are you blind all this while!" He roar angrily. "At least you can't be blind forever" He slurs "Give me a fucking chance and stay away from Alex fucking MC Daniels. He is no good for you. The guy is messed up" He laughs bitterly "Even his sister is is--" He stops abruptly.

"You don't seem to get it. Do you?" I flare up. "Brian there is no us. You have a girlfriend for fuck sake. We are never going to happen. Obviously you are drunk. You don't even know what you are saying. Is something the problem with you?" I ask soothingly. I mean the Brian I know would never consume too much alcohol and try to take advantage of me. If anything he only tightened his grip on my arm.

Still, I was a shaking mess. He isn't the same guy who was willingly to sacrifice his project for me. This Brian is drunk and I'm alone with him.

Superman isn't coming to save me. I am vulnerable. I can't save myself with Brian's iron grip on me. I feel so numb and I'm gonna end up giving in to whatever he is going to do to me. He could do anything.

He chuckles. "All I want is a chance." He looks over my body with lust attaching his lip to my neck. One hand curled it way into my cloth caressing my back.

I couldn't let him do this to me. He is not in his right mind. He is drunk which is a good thing. This has to work.

With Brian thinking I was finally on his side since I didn't utter a word. I pull myself together bringing my knee underneath his crotch kneeding him as hard as I could.

"JESUS CHRIST!" He slump to the ground groaning in pain. I sprint away as fast as I could.

"Watch your fucking back Aisling!" He winced.

I knew he couldn't  to come close to me. I stood still realizing what he was going to do to me. I hug my arm around my body. I am breathless and I try to bury the memory of his hands all over me.

I rush into Math class. Everyone had their eyes fixed on me like I am some sort of entertainment.  I calm my breath trying to appear calm. Who am I kidding. I define the word disturbed. I'm talking disturbed as in showing symptoms of mental illness and severe psychosis.

"You are late" My math teacher state.
I see we are stating the obvious here.

"You are on--"

"Detention, I know." I interrupt him.
I left the class knowing the next thing he would say is to meet the principal. Mind you as I ran down to the principal's office. I was alert just in case Brian decides to come back. He did say I should watch my fucking back.

Now I can tell you there's a psychopath in my life. And in this case I am the psychopathologist. And no I don't see myself looking into Brian Allen's case. Ever!

"Come in." I hear Principal Laurens voice say.

I take a deep breath. Because I know am about to enter the Lions Den and funny story I'm not even Daniel from the bible, so yeah I hope I make it back in one piece.

"Zayn you are grounded!" She screech and I swear I feel my blood dry off. I mean it's a gradual process but it's definitely draining.

I look over to Zayn, sitting close to principal Lauren. His hands were tied up to the back of the chair he is sitting on. He looks angry, annoyed and above all he's fuming with rage.

She tied him to a chair then what is she gonna do to me? I might end up hospitalized. I don't want to go back there. I'd already spent my weekend at the hospital with Andy's mum.

"Detention.." She states like she knew why I am here. "Why?"

Is that a rhetorical question? I am hoping it is.

I try to get words out but If anything it's impossible. "I was just being a normal teenager hanging out with her best friend after lunch. Then I saw the all glory figure of Mc Daniels waiting to talk to me. I walked over and ended up making a fool of myself. Now that I think of it . we never even got to have a real conversation. He had to attend to an emergency call leaving me to realize I was late for class. Then the new psychopath in my life appeared. I don't want to talk about how that went down. There you go Lauren the summary of my life from an hour ago"

"It's a long story" I answer politely.

She let a taunting laugh "Tell the story when you both have to scrub the toilet" she didn't just say that.

When you have to scrub the toilet. Her words replay.

I Aisling, scrub the toilet seat where Tasha Brown butt has been on.

Why is Tasha the first victim to cross my mind.

I Aisling, scrub the toilet where some random person had puke their gut into.

I Aisling, scrub the toilet where feces had been through. Feces has in digested waste material discharged from the bowels. I panic and my vision get blurry. I felt my whole body give away and...

I pass out.

I am not even kidding I fucking passed out and the last thing I remember is principal Lauren yelling something along the line of. "I just murdered my student"

You didn't slay me with a butcher knife.