V. A Comforting Feeling

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Warm hands wrapped around me. "She would've done much worse than me, if you let her," Raven whispered to me. We were seated atop the roof of the school, listening to the peaceful silence.

As much as I hated to admit it, the feeling of being seated in Raven's lap was somewhat calming. She was, without a doubt, a being that gave me quite a few mixed feelings.

"You must be quite confused, right?" She asked me, placing one hand in my hair. I gave a small nod in response. I was quite confused. Am I gonna meet more people like her here? People who are soft on the outside, rude on the inside? Or rude on the outside, soft on the inside?

"To put it simply, you are to obey me. As long as you do that, I'll protect you from the others."

Others? What others? More like Raven? More like Faron?

"Basically, there's a group of us who stand above the rest of the school," she told me with a small smile. I looked up at her and smiled back. "What are you grinning about?"

I shrugged at that and started writing in my notebook. I showed her the page and tilted my head in question.

ᴡнʏ αʀᴇ ʏᴏυ вᴇιɴɢ ɴιᴄᴇ тᴏ мᴇ ɴᴏᴡ?

"Why? That's..." she looked away and shrugged at that. "It'll bother me if I drive you to suicide or anything like that." The way she spoke those words made it seem like she was in deep denial.

I thought for a bit before writing something else in my notebook. I hesitated a bit, before she tilted her head to the side in question. I sighed once and turned the notebook to show her.

αre yoυ вιpolαr?

Raven looked away. "Do you wanna get slapped?" She asked me in a slightly annoyed tone. "Why does everyone ask me that?" She added in a bit of an exhausted tone.

So... she isn't? With how she's suddenly being nice to me, I don't see her as anything but bipolar. I let out a silent sigh at that shrugged. As to why, her personality seemed to switch perfectly.

"Anyways, I'm not bipolar," she says with a sigh. I could only nod at that and stand up. "That aside, from now on... you'll be mine."

Again with that! I freaking hate it!

I must've given her a negative expression, judging by her reaction. "If you don't like it, then should speak up," she tells me. I clenched my jaw and started to write something in my notebook, but she pushed it down and shook her head. "No writing. Tell me."

I sighed in annoyance at that before standing up. Raven looked up at me and didn't say anything else. I bit my lip before walking off. I really didn't want anything else to do with her.

I managed to get through the day, having gotten no further encounters with that problem child. Or, rather than that, every time I caught sight of her, I simply turned the other way.

There were a few times throughout the day where it was clear that she was searching for me. I thought that it'd be difficult to avoid her going home.

After all, I was under the assumption that she'd be waiting for me at the school's exit, but I was immediately proven otherwise when I caught her taking a different route.

Only, she was going up the stairs, rather than down them. In a way that seemed it was as if she was going to a set place. Not that I was surprised, or anything.

After all, I was well aware that people had other things to do, and that it was no business of mine, but it still intrigued me somewhat.

I shook my head and started walking down the hallway again. Like I said, it was no business of mine. I blew out a silent sigh and clutched the notebook at my side. She really is a troublesome child.

Thankfully, coincidences don't exist...

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