Married To Protect You (DISCONTINUED; NEW AUTHOR)

Forty-Three:- Hint of Envy

~Justin’s point of view~

I growled under my breath and began to take a step forward when I felt hands wrapped around my elbow, stopping me. I looked behind to see Darielle looking at me with warning eyes. “Justin, do not do this. You don’t have to prove anything.” She spoke in a hush tone.

       I felt myself hesitant to turn around and face David but when Darielle has that look on her face, I can’t help but surrender. Or so I thought . . .

       “Oh,” I heard David hollered making me tense, “Looks like someone’s whipped.” He exclaimed as I heard one of his friends in the gang made whipping noises. “Wow, never thought the dork could ever be smitten.” He said in a sing-song tone. The rest of his posse burst into laughter and soon the rest of the students around us, watching joined in the laughs.

       “Justin?” I heard Darielle spoke my name but my ears were filled with the cruel laughter of the entire student body. My hands balled into fists as my teeth gritted in anger.

       No . . . Not again.

       “Aww, just changing your clothes and hair isn’t enough to prevent us from getting our entertainment, huh, Bieber?” David snorted as the laughter volume increases. “Justin, don’t listen to them.” Darielle spoke in a pleading tone as I felt her cupped my cheeks to make me look at her. Somehow, I couldn’t see anything. All I could see was emptiness.

       Stop.

       I wanted to scream but my throat was dry. I couldn’t even murmur. It was like my whole world completely went into lock down. I curse myself for letting others use me like I’m a doormat. They just wipe their feet on me and I just let them. I promised my dad that I would be strong and never let anyone push me down yet here I am, letting myself to be laughed at.

       I just wanna go home and cry. That’s all. Just by myself. I got myself into this mess and now, nothing that I can do would get me out. I was already on the verge of tears.

       “Oi.” My breath was hitched when I heard the voice. I looked up to find Darielle not there standing where I thought she would be. I turned around to find her standing in front of David within two meters of each other. “Leave him alone.” With the coldness in her voice, the laughter stops abruptly. My eyes widened at the situation. She’s protecting me, again. Damn it.

       David and his posse were taken aback but held their ground. He scoffed and revealed his signature smug grin. “Oh, look at here. The girl’s standing up for the nerd. How cute.” He mocked as his posse snickered from behind him. I sighed and went to stand behind her. “C’mon, let’s just get to class.” I mumbled as I gave David a cold glare. He just smirked at me.

       When I noticed she didn’t move, she decided to speak, “Listen, it’s really low of you to put others down, you know.” David was taken aback since his eyes were widened and his body tensed up. “It just goes to show that you are at the bottom and the only way to get on top is push those above you.” I stared at Darielle in awe. She really knows her words because apparently, David seemed effected by them.

       A smirk appeared on Darielle’s face when she noticed she got him. Looks like Danger Darielle—or so everyone calls her—has awakened. “Piss off, Jones.” David spat as he used her surname. “You don’t know anything about me so don’t be so cocky and think you do.” Darielle stood silent as her expression was blank yet there wasn’t any sign saying that she was backing down.