A wish Episode 21 & 22

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🌼A Wish🌼
Chapter 21
 
 
Ava pov
“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!” I opened my eyes and laughed when i saw my sister and b©yfri£ndjumping on my be-d.
“Good morning babe and Happy birthday!” Damon pe-cked my cheek, a wi-de grin on his face.
“Happy birthday big sis!” Abby tackled me in hvg and i wra-pped my arms around her small frame, hvgging her back.
“Thank you Abby.” She grinned and got down from the be-d before skipping out of my room.
I turned to Damon, arching a brow at him. “How did you get in the house?”
“I kinda yelled at your Dad to open the door for me.” He said timidly.
“And how are you still alive?” I asked, chuckling. My Dad doesn’t really like the fact that me and Damon are d@t!ng. After my toxic issues with Nathan, he bec@m£ super proctective of me and hates seeing boys with different intention around me.
“Well, i hvgged him really ti-ght and said ‘Daddy plea-se dont be mad! I promise to always be a goodboy!’ Your Dad was really pissed off and he tried to push me away but that only made me hvg him ti-ghter and again, i said ‘Dont be mad Daddy! You know i love you very much!’
I laughed, sitting up and pu-lling the covers off me. “Dad must have been really angry.”
Damon gave a lop sided grin. “Yeah, if he was a cartoon character, his face will be really red.”
“So Dad let you in?” I asked.
“Yep, he didn’t want your neighbours to hear me so he had reluctantly let me inside, and then i got Abby so we can both sing you a birthday song, speaking of birthday. Get up right now, take a shower and dress into something simple cause the others and i have a surprise for you, right after you eat breakfast.”
“But Damon.” I whined. “Yesterday was Alex birthday, do you guys really have to plan a birthday surprise for me?”
“Yes, you’re my girfriend and am not going to allow you sit down and watch netflix on your birthday.”
“How did you know that’s what i was going to do?”
Damon tapped my nose. “Cause that’s what you always do sweetie.”
“Okay, i’ll go take a shower.” I swing my legs over to the side and let my foot find its way into my white bunny sli-ppers.
“Before i leave your room, how about a k!ss?” Damon asked, alre-ady leaning close to my face and i quic-kly clampsed my hand over my mouth.
“I have morning breath Damon, so you wont be getting any k!ssfrom me till i brush my teeth and have my bath.” I gr@bb£d my towel from my desk chair and ran into the bathroom before he could say anything else.
I heard Damon huff and stomped out of my room, dramatically slamming the door, his big foot ma-king a thumping sound that rumbled in the house. After brushing my teeth and bathing i threw my dark blue bathrobe on, tying the rope around my w@!st before i wra-pped a small towel around my hair. I stepped out of the bathroom and walked over to my wardrobe, opening the small doors. I decided to go with a green turtle n£¢k t©p and black jeans with a pair of white converse that has t©uçhes of black on it. I powered my face and applied the mascara on my lashes before i put on a simple nûd£l-ipgloss. I gr@bb£d my purse and phone before i proceeded to walk downstairs. Damon was in the kitchen with Abby who was seated on the counter, pla-ying with her teddy. And Damon was wearing my Mum’s apron?
“Uh Damon.” I stepped inside the kitchen, glancing sideways at the dining table that was filled with mouth watering breakfast. Bacon and scarmbled eggs, chocolate cake, churros and h0t chocolate, pancakes with maple syrup and blueberries on t©p, sandwiches and finally, burgers.
“Babe you’re alre-ady here.” He picked up Abby from the counter and set her on the dining chair.
“What’s the meaning of this Damon?” I asked, gesturing down to the dining table. “And why are you wearing my Mum’s apron?”
“Damon made breakfast for you Ava and all of us!” Abby said, her big brown eyes glimmering with delight.
“Really?” I arched my brow at Damon.
“Yep.” Damon popped the p. “Its your birthday today, and am just putting on your Mum’s apron cause its cool but dont worry i’ll put it back.” He took the apron off and folded it before putting it inside the drawer.
“Wow, who cooked breakfast?” I twisted around and saw Mum and Dad, stepping inside the dining room.
“Damon made breakfast Mummy!” Abby said enthusiastically.
“It smells delightful.” Mum said, leaning down to k!ssAbby’s forehead.
“Have a seat Mrs Turner and you too Daddy.” Damon said innocently.
Dad glared at him. “Call me that one more time, and i’ll punch the living daylight out of you.”
Damon’s bo-ttoml!pquivered. “Abby, Daddy is being mean to me.” He faked a sniff.
Abby sh0t Dad a glare. “Daddy!”
“What?” Dad asked, confused.
“You made Damon cry.”
“So? He deserved it.” Dad scoffed.
“No, apologize to Damon right now Daddy.” Abby said, giving Dad a stern glare.
“Fine.” Dad faked a smile at Damon. “Sorry Damon.” Damon grinned at my Dad in response.
Dad just glared at him and cursed un-der his breath but Mum heard it, so she sma-ck him on his arm.
“David we dont say those words in front of the kids.”
“Geez am sorry woman.” Dad ru-bbe-d where Mum had hit him.
“Well good morning Mum and Dad.” I greeted.
“Oh sweetie, we didn’t notice you were here, happy birthday.” Mum pu-ll-ed me in her arms.
“Thank you Mum.”
“I cant believe my baby girl is now seventeen, oh how time flies.” Dad said, pu-lling me in for a bone crushing hvg. I chuckled and wra-pped my arms around his torso.
“I’m not a baby dad, am now seventeen.”
“Hush now young lady.” Dad said sternly. “Even if you’re thirty, you’ll always be my baby.”
“Thanks Dad.” I smiled.
“Hate to ruin the family moment.” Damon piped in. “But the breakfast is getting cold.”
“Alright, we’ll eat your so called breakfast.” Dad said, fixing Damon with a glare who just pouted in response. We all sat down to eat and i instantly scooped up three pancakes in my plate. The pancakes tasted so yummy, especially the churros. They are so sweet!
“This is a really tasty breakfast Damon, dont you agree David?” Mum asked.
“Its sweet alright.” Dad grumbled.
Damon grinned. “Thank you Mrs Turner and you too Daddy.”
“Damon!”
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The sun shining brightly in the sky, the light breeze which makes the leaves on tress rustle, and the relaxing cool fresh scent of Damon’s car as he drove us to the secret place he’s planning to take me to. I peeked up at Damon, his light brown eyes always has that warmth in them that msde his features look so gentle, his brown hair was so soft that i could run my f!ngersin it, though i’ve felt the texture of his hair before, but it still feels so new and surreal to me. With what Nathan did to me, I guess that i’ve not really been comfortable in getting into a relationsh!pwith someone. But with Damon i dont feel insecure or uncomfortable.
“We’re here.” Damon soft voice unveiled me from my thoughts and i surveyed the surrounding to see that we were in the woods?
“Why are we in the woods?” I asked Damon, opening the door and stepping out of the car.
“Like i said, its a surprise, or are you scared?” He asked teasinlgy.
“I’m not scared, just eager to see the surprise my lovely b©yfri£ndhas for me.” I responded cooly. I’m not really scared of the woods or forest cause my family and i always go camping during easter and mid-terms.
“Alright then, i’ll lead the way.” Damon arms moved around my shoulder, pu-lling me close to him as we walked into the woods. I actually miss going to camps, the little bonfire and roasting of marshmellows, learning how to catch fishes from the river and eating fruits from trees. I also really love it when we sleep in a tent. Even though i love camping, am still scared of running into wild animals. I furrowed my brows in confusion when we c@m£ to a st©p in front of a small wooden door with leaves on it.
“plea-se dont tell me faires and elves are behind that door.” I said, putting on a serious face.
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“What?” Damon knitted his eyebrows together. “No! Those paranormal stuff isn’t real Ava.”
I chuckled. “I was just joking, so what’s behind that door?”
Damon grinned and tucked his hand in his pocket jeans, pu-lling out a blindfold. “I’m going to have to use this so the surprise wont be spoilt ”
“Okay.” Damon gently tied the bilndfold around my eyes till all i could see was darkness. I suddenly felt myself get scooped up in the air causing me to let out a loud shierk and cling onto Damon shi-t.
“Damon!” I sl@pped what felt like his shoulder. “Do you want me to get a heartattack?”
“Sorry Ava, there are some steps down there and you might fall since you’re putting on a blindfold.” He apologized, his grip ti-ght£ñing on me.
“Okay but next time give me a warning.”
“Sure thing babe.” He chuckled. I felt for his n£¢k and wra-pped my hands around it as Damon walked. I could feel the motion when Damon decended down the stairs.
“Okay we’re here.” Damon set me down and i instantly re-moved the blindfold, ru-bbing my eyes when i felt the sudden brightness that shone from the sun. My eyes wandered around, settling on a big house, beside it was a crystal clear lake. The gras-ses felt so smooth and rustly when i crouched down to t©uçh it. The mountains, hills and pine tress where far up in distance, most of the tress were close by. A place like this kinda reminds me of camping, but here nature felt so peaceful and wonderful with all the bu-tterflies and birds flying around the gras-ses and trees.
“Beautiful isn’t it?” Damon hand met mine, his thumb gently stro-king my palm.
“It is.” I breathed out, still awestruck by the view. “What is this place?”
“A lake house.” Damon responded, a soft smile gracing hisl-ips. “Our Aunt Emily built it for me and my brothers.”
“Is she the one you talked about, who lives with her husband and little son in colorado?”
“Yeah its her.”
“I wish to meet her someday, she’s been nothing but kind and loving to you, Xavier and Alex.”
Damon k!$$£d my forehead. “I’m sure Aunt Emily will love you when you meet her.”
“So is this the surprise?” I asked, staring at the flowing lake, even the stones in it seems clean and clear.
“No, there’s still one more.” Damon gently squee-zed my hand and we walked over to the lake house. He opened the door, motioning for me to enter inside. I stepped inside the house and glanced around, smiling when i saw what was set in the living room. A green banner had ‘Happy birthday Ava’ written in it, a long table with food, drinks and all sorts of dessert were neatly set on the table, a three layer vanilla cake with blueberry frosting was in the middle of the table. At the side of the table were four boxes. The first one was from Damon, second Brielle, third Alex and fourth Xavier. I turned around and was surprised when i saw that Damon was not there. A small yellow paper on the floor caught my attention. I picked it up and re-ad the beautiful cursive writing.
‘Ava, the best girl i’ve ever met’ i furrowed my brows. That’s it? Another note three steps away was on the floor.
‘She’s the best friend a girl could ever ask for and i wouldn’t trade her, even for a million dollers’
There was also another note three steps away so picked it up.
‘She’s a great friend’
‘A wonderful advisor’
‘She’s smart and strong-minded’
‘She’s like the younger sister i never had’
‘She’s so beautiful’
‘Her sas-sy behaviour, confidence, kind-hearted and friendliness makes her more attrac-tive’
‘I love her smile, her laugh and the way she eats’ i chuckled at the last p@rt, no doubt its from Damon.
‘I’m lucky to have Ava as my girlfriend’
That was the last note and it st©pped right in front of a door. I opened the door and walked inside only to g@sp. A wi-de television was pla-ying slideshows of pictures me and my friends and b©yfri£ndtogether. The ones we took in school, at the park, at the mansion and at the carnival. The slideshows ended with a big ‘Happy birthday Ava’
I turned and was immediately tackled in a hvg. “Happy birthday bestie!”
“Thanks Brielle.”
“Happy birthday piano p@rtner.” Alex hvgged.
I chuckled. “Thanks Alex.”
Xavier stepped towards me and smiled. “Happy birthday sis.” I could feel my eyes brim with tears. He called me sis. This means that he’s the one who wrote, she’s the younger sister i never had.
“Now, now, dont cry on on a special day.” Xavier wiped my tears and pu-ll-ed me in for a warm and protective hvg. He pu-ll-ed back and k!$$£d my forehead, giving my hand a gentle squee-ze.
“Happy birthday babe.” Damon leaned forward and pressed hisl-ips on mine before he pu-ll-ed away.
“Thank you Damon.” I whispered.
“You’re welcome Ava.” He k!$$£d my cheek and held my hand in his.
“You guys are the best.” I said, wiping off my teary eyes. “Okay, no more tears so what are we gonna do?”
First of all, we’ll eat then we can maybe watch a movie, pl@ygames, pl@yin the lakes, Oh and camping.” She finshed of with a smile. I didn’t hear the other stuff she said but the last word pla-yed in my head. ‘Oh and camping’
Oh my God! Did Brielle really just say camping?!
“Did you just say camping?” I asked, bewildered.
“Yep, it was Damon’s idea, he said you love camping so we’ll be doing more of camping today.”
I turned to Damon. “How did you know i love to camp?”
“Your mum told me, i asked her about all the things you like and love doing.”
“That’s so sweet of you Damon.” I said, giving him a hvg. He wra-pped his arms around my w@!st and k!$$£d my forehead.
I pu-ll-ed back from the hvg and leaned my head against his shoulder, turning to face the others. “So are we going to go eat now cause am kinda hungry.”
“Let’s go.” Brielle’s mood was enthusiastic. I laughed when she gr@bb£d my hand and sprinted down the hall. We made two turns before we got to the living room. The house is really big and beautiful, kinda like a beach house. The boys joined us and we all began eating. Xavier was the one who baked the cake and desserts. I mostly enjoyed the churros and di-pping it in h0t chocolate really makes the churros melt in your mouth. After eating we pla-yed monopoly and chess. Right now we’re about to pl@ytruth or dare. We all sat on the floor in the living room, forming a circle. Brielle spinned the bottle and it landed on Xavier and Damon.
“Truth or dare?” Damon asked.
“Dare.” Xavier responded in a bored tone.
Damon sm-irked and ran inside the kitchen, later returning with a glas-s of water, an egg and a jar of mustard. Damon cracked the egg open and poured it inside the glas-s water before he added the mustard and mixed the mixture together with a spoon. Me, Alex and Brielle gagged at the same time.
Damon strectched the glas-s to Xavier who scrunched up his nose. “Drink it.”
Xavier arched a brow at Damon. “I should do what now?”
“I dare you to drink it.”
“There is no way am going to drink that disgusting thing.”
“Sorry big bro but its a dare so you have to drink it.” Damon’s tone was innocent but i could see the taunting glint in his eyes.
Xavier sighed and took the glas-s from Damon’s outstretched hand. He pinched the bridge of his nose and drank all the content in the glas-s in one gulp. Xavier placed the cu-p on the floor and his cheeks puffed out. He got up and dashed upstairs. Brielle also got up and ran after Xavier.
“Damon.” I sl@pped his arm.
“What?” He pouted.
“Why did you give that to Xavier, the combination is disgusting.”
“Yeah, what gave you the idea to mix egg and mustard with water?” Alex asked.
“I just thought about it and gave it a sh0t, you guys know i like messing with Xavier.” Damon win-ked at us just as Xavier and Brielle c@m£ downstairs. Brielle was ru-bbing his back and Xavier used his handkerchief to wipe his we-t face.
“Hey Xavier, did you have a nice puking session?” Damon asked, grinning.
Xavier glared at him. “I’ll get you for that.”
“Yeah right.” Damon tsked.
“Xavier, here.” Alex threw a mint bubble gum at Xavier.
“Thanks bro.” He caught it and to-re it open, popping the gum in his mouth. Xavier, Brielle and Damon settled down and Xavier spinned the bottle. It landed on me and Brielle.More [email protected]
“Truth or dare?” I asked
“Dare.”
“Okay, i dare you to sing twi-nkle, twi-nkle little star, while dancing.”
“Oh come on.” She whined. “Cant i just do another dare.”
“Nope.” I said, popping the p. Brielle gro-an ed and stood up, standing in front of us. She started singing and dancing at the same time. Her voice was really beautiful but her dance moves were horrible. Damon and Alex didn’t do a good job in trying to hide their laughters with the way they clutched their stomachs and were laughing. Xavier was trying so ha-rd to stifle his laugh.
“Next time i wont dance if am dared to.” Brielle stomped to the circle and plopped down beside Xavier.
“Dont worry your singing was good.” I said, trying to brighten up her mood.
“But your dance moves were awful.” Damon cracked up in fits of laughters after saying that.
“I know.” Brielle facepalmed. Xavier whispered something in her ear and she re-moved her hand from her face, then smiled at him. Brielle spinned the bottle and it pointed at Xavier and Damon.
“Truth or dare?” Xavier asked, a wicked glint was glimmering in his eyes.
“Dare.” Damon said boastfully.
“Okay.” Xavier stood up and went inside the kitchen. He returned with a glas-s bowl in his hand. The combination colour inside was weird, like light brown, yellow, red and green.
Damon wrinkled his nose. “What’s in it?”
Xavierl-ips tugged up. “Flour, eggs, mustard, ketchup, toothpaste, sand, grounded spinach and water.”
“Are you expecting me to eat it like its some kind of new flavoured ice cream?!” Damon exclaimed.
“Nope.” Xavier sm-irked. “You’re going to pour it on your hair.”
“What?!” Damon cried. “No! Not my hair! Anything but the hair!”
“A dare’s a dare Damon.” Alex chimed in.
“Yep.” Brielle said.
“Totally.” I added.
Damon gaped at me. “You’re not suppose to agree with them cause you’re my girlfriend!”
I shrugged. “You dared Xavier to drink water mixed with egg and mustard so you have to do the dare.”
“Alright, let’s get over with this.” Damon hesitantly took the bowl from Xavier and closed his eyes. He poured the sloppy paste on his hair, some staining his face and shi-t.
Damon opened his eyes and sniffed the air. “Why does it smells so bad?”
Xavier stiffled a laugh. “I may have added some rotten eggs in it.”
“Oh sweet jesus! My wonderful hair!” Damon cried and ran upstairs.
Xavier laughed. “Thanks for the combination Brielle.” He sl@pped high fives with her and sat down. After some minutes Damon returned, wearing a new shi-t. His hair was a little shaggy and we-t.
“Dont be mad little bro, does Dami want a cuddle?” Xavier cooed, opening his arms for a hvg.
“No!” Damon glared at him. “Do you know how ha-rd it is to get ketchup and flour off your hair!”
“Sorry, no nee-d to get so cranky about it.” Xavier said. Damon just huffed in response before we continue pla-ying. After five more rounds of truth or dare we all went outside. Xavier, Damon and Alex gatheredwoods to make a fire. We cracked jokes, roasted marshmellows and just enjoyed the cool night air. Brielle and i swimmed in the lake for a while and later got out of the lake. I got changed into the shi-t and shorts Brielle gave me before i went outside, and saw Damon seated on the porch.
“Hey.” I sat down beside him.
“Hi.” Damon enclosed me in his arms.
“The lake is really beautiful in the evening.” I whispered, feeling a s-en-se of comfort by the warmth that radiated off Damon’s b©dy.
“Not as beautiful as you.” He k!$$£d my forehead and i leaned closer to him, interlacing his f!ngerswith mine.
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Chapter 22
A strained gr0@nescaped myl-ips when i woke up to a terrible ache in my stomach. I tossed the covers aside and got up, heading towards the bathroom. Ugh! Of all the days, why does my period have to come today. I brushed my teeth and had my bath before taking out a tampon. I walked out of the bathroom and made my way over to my walk-in closet. I sli-pped in my grey sweatshi-t and sweatp@n-ts with a pair of white converse. I applied a nûd£l-ipgloss and tied my hair up into a high ponytail. I threw my backpack over my shoulder and trudged downstairs to the kitchen, opening the cu-pboard as i searched for some painkiller drugs.
Damon’s cheerful steps sauntered inside the kitchen. He opened the fridge and took out a cold bottled water before he closed it and turned to me, a large grin plastered on his face. “Good morning Brielle.”
“Morning.” I replied drily, filling a glas-s with warm water before i popped two painkillers in my mouth and gulped down the water.
“Why are you taking painkillers?” Damon asked. “Do you have any ache?” Worry was featured in his gentle gaze.
“My period decided to pay me a lovely visit today.” I said sarcastically.
Damon gave me a sad smile. “I’m sorry about that, but do you nee-d anything? Heating pads? Chocolate? Candies? Oreos? Or do you want me to shut up so i dont get you worked up?”
I laughed. “Damon incase you have forgotten, i dont have moodswings neither do i crave sweet stuff.”
“Okay, i was just worried that the cramps will be too much for you.”
“Its alright Damon.” I said as i placed the glas-s on the table. “I can endure the pain, besides, painkiller drugs helps me with my cramps.” He gave my shoulder a pat and walked out of the kitchen. I fixed up some bacon and scrambled eggs for me and the boys to eat. I managed to eat my breakfast and walked to the living room, plopping down on the sofa lazily. Alex and Xavier c@m£ down and ate their breakfast, Damon also joined them. When my b©yfri£ndasked me if am alright, i told him that its that time of that and he started asking me questions frantically.
“Have you taken painkillers? Do you want me to ru-b your stomach so it will soothe down the ache? Are you craving any sweet or sugary stuffs?”
“Slow down Xavier.” I said, chuckling. “I dont nee-d any of those and yes, i’ve alre-ady taken painkillers.”
“Sorry for overreacting, i just hate seeing you in pain.” He k!$$£d my forehead and hvgged me. You can re-ad more of these story from our various platforms such as sweet and nice story room, fresh story Kingdom ,unlimited story platform throu-gh Ishmael on+233544142683. wra-pped my arms around him and inhaled his manly fresh colongne.
“Its just a normal cramp, i’ll get over with it. Now go and finish up your breakfast.” I pushed him back to sit on the dining chair.
“Alright princess.” He chuckled and stuffed a fork with bacon in his mouth, grinning up at me.
“Pig.” Alex muttered.
“Love you lil bro.” Xavier said with a mouth full of bacon. Alex just rolled his eyes in response and turned to me.
“Damon told me you’re in your lady days, so are you okay?”
I gave him a thumbs up. “I’m a okay.”
Alex stared at me blankly. “I’m not stupid Brielle, i know that girls have painful cramps when they’re in their lady days.”
I waved it off. “Its just a stomach ache, it’ll reduce.”
“If you say so.” He shrugged. When the boys were done eating breakfast, it was Damon’s turn to drive us all. Xavier, Damon and Alex all have a car but they like it when we’re all together in one car. We picked up Ava before driving to school. Xavier had reluctantly left me alone to go to his s£nior section. He was afraid that the pain might be too much for me to handle so he wanted to stay with me in all my clas-ses today, but i told him that he nee-ds to be in his revision clas-s. After a whole minute of arguing, Xavier agreed and k!$$£d me before he left.
I opened my locker and stuffed my backpack inside, taking out my history note and a pen.
“If it isn’t Brielle.” I turned around and stared blankly at Bella, closing my locker shut. Bella’s long brown hair was styled into a heart-shaped br@id, her stomach-length black crop t©p looks like one of the latest and expensive outfit that is worn by gorgeous ladies and modeled. The ti-ght jeans mini Sk-irt she wore compliments her designer’s knee-high brown boots. Her make-up made her face look flawless and the silver jewelries she had on looks really expensive.
“What do you want Bella?” I asked drily, trying to ignore my stomach cramps.
“Oh nothing.” She shrugged, herl-ips curling up into a sm-irk as she looked at her purple painted nails. “I just wanted to know how you and Xavier’s relationsh!pwith each other is.”
“My relationsh!pwith Xavier is none of your concern Bella.” I said unwaveringly.
“Oh but.” She peered down at me, inching closer. “I can take Xavier away from you Brielle and make him fall in love with me. I have the figure, the b©dy, the looks and the money. Xavier is suppose to be with me cause we’re meant to be together.”
I laughed sarcastically. “Keep on dreaming Bella, let me remind you that Xavier isn’t the same boy you knew, your fake charms wont work on someone like Xavier.”
Her face morphed into a sneer. “Watch your back Brielle cause i always get what i want and i want Xavier.”
“You cheated on him, you deranged psycho.” I snapped.
“I didn’t want to.” She pouted. “He refused to sleep with me, that’s why i got someone else to do it.”
I shake my head in disbelief. “Disgusting lunatic.” Without waiting to listen to Bella’s response, i walked away from her and could feel her ha-rd glare on my back.
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I c@m£ out from the girls restroom after i changed my tampon and walked down the empty hallway. Out of nowhere a hand suddenly gr@bb£d me and dragged me inside the janitor’s closet. Myl-ips were p@rted in shock and fear as i watched the mystery guy lock the door.
“W-who a-are y-you?” I stuttered. It was dark so i couldn’t see his face and he was wearing a hoodie with the hood covered. The mystery guy switched on the light and pu-ll-ed down his hood.
“Surprise.” Zayn grinned menacingly.
“You? What do you want?” I asked, trying to put on a tough facial expression but my voice betrayed me.
“Funny.” Zayn stepped closer and i moved backwards, feeling my heart pound really fast. “How you have forgotten about me so fast.”
“Did you really think i’ll forget you Brielle?” He chuckled darkly. “You shouldn’t have felt so relaxed and free when those boys showed up, especially your nerd b©yfri£nd, what’s his name again? Oh right, Xavier.”
“So because three boys just showed up out of the blue and befriended you, you think you’ve gotten away from me, huh?”
“plea-se dont come closer.” My back collided with the brick wall.
Zayn sm-irked and put both his hands on the side of my face. “I like seeing you like this.” His hands c@m£ down to my cheek and he ca-ressed it. “I like it when you’re afraid of me, you have always been afraid of me and i love it.”
“You got more beautiful, Xavier has really been taking good care of you.” I whimpered as he used his thumb to trace myl-ips. No, i cant show him that am weak. I cant let him know how frightened i am of him. I brou-ght leg up to hit him in his groin, but it seems like Zayn anticipated my move cause he quic-kly pressed his knees on my legs.
“Ah, ah, ah.” Zayn taunted. “Good girls dont do that Brielle and you’re a good girl.”
“What have i ever done to you!” I cried. “You’ve bullied me before and i took it all without reporting or fighting back! I’ve never done anything to you Zayn! So why are you treating me like this?!” I was tired and frustrated.
Zayn used his thumb to wipe my tears. “Cause i like you Brielle, i really like you.”
I laughed and glared at him. “Dont give me that bull$h!t Zayn! You like me? If you had really liked me, you wouldn’t allow your stuckup friends beat me up while you just sit down and watch like am some fv¢king cartoon character!”
Zayn laughed and brou-ght his face close to mine causing me to press myself farther against the wall. “You’re right Brielle i dont like you, but i really wanted to see how long you can survive it if you’re being bullied and beaten up.”
“Do you know why?” He whispered, a creepy grin on his face. “Cause i want to torture you on my own. I always imagined what it will feel ike if my hands are on your throat. You struggling to breathe, your eyes rolling to the back and your face turning blue. I also imagined what its like to see you in severe pain, crying and begging me to st©p.”
“Y-you’re, you’re sick.” I stuttered out, my voice sounding so meek.
“I really am.” Zayn laughed maniaclly. “But before i do that, i really want to know how those softl-ips of yours taste like.” Without warning, Zayn f0rç£fully crashed hisl-ips on mine. I raised my hand to hit him but he was fast enough to gr-ab my wrist in a death grip and pin them against the wall. He bit ha-rd on my bo-ttoml!pma-king me g@sp and he quic-kly turned the k!ssinto a f0rç£d french k!ss. It felt so disgusting. It wasn’t like how i always felt whenever Xavier k!sses me. I didn’t k!sshim back, i just remained frozen with tears flowing down to my cheeks.
“Just as i had imagine.” Zayn pu-ll-ed away, l!çk!ng hisl-ips. I quic-kly used my sleeve to wipe myl-ips, trying to get rid of the disgusting fact that Zaynl-ips were just on mine.
“I hate you.” I whispered, my voice cracking.
“I know Brielle, i know.” Zayn taunted, a dark glint in his eyes. “You’ll hate me more after i do this.” His legs c@m£ up to my stomach and i fell down, clutching my stomach. The cramps from this morning only ma-king it worse. Zayn didn’t st©p there, kicks after kicks c@m£ on my stomach, my rib and my back. All i felt was burning pains as i cried, trying to use my hands to block out the hits. Zayn gr@bb£d my left hand and placed it on the floor before he stepped on it.
“How does it feel Brielle?” He asked, a large grin on his face. “To be so weak and powerless.” I cried out in pain when i felt his foot crushing my hand and f!ngers. The sickening cracks made me want to curl up into a ball and hide.
“plea-se st©p it.” I whimpered. Zayn re-moved his foot from my broken hand and stared down at me. The dark glint instantly left his eyes as it flashed with recognition.
“$h!t.” He swore, crouching down. “Brielle i dont know what c@m£ over me.” He tried to t©uçh me but i quic-kly moved away with all the last strenght i have left in me. Zayn stood up and raked his f!ngersthrou-gh his hair, his eyes were swirling with differents emotions. Pain, guilt and hurt. Giving me one last stare, Zayn dashed out of the janitor’s closet. I felt so weak to even stand up and get help. Not longer than five minutes after Zayn left, the janitor’s closet opened again, revea-ling Connor. His eyes wi-de-ned,l-ips p@rted as he took in my form.
“Oh my God.” He whispered and crouched down, staring at me with a worried expression. “Why will he do this to you?” A tear sli-pped from Connor’s and he quic-kly wiped it off.
“I’m in so much pain Connor, i feel so weak and tired.” My voice was meekly quiet
“Dont worry Brielle, i’ll take you to the hospital.” He said as the gently held my shoulder, helping me sit up. “Brielle i nee-d you to protect your left hand cause it looks broken and i dont want to hurt you when i carry you. Okay?” I just nodded and slowly lifted up my left hand. Trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my f!ngers, i placed my hand on my stomach, using my right hand to hold it.
Connor gently placed his hand un-der my knees and the other un-der my shoulder. He used his legs to kick the door open and walked out of the school, heading towards the parking lot. Connor gently placed me inside the pas-s£nger’s seat and got in the driver seat. He drove at high speed to the hospital before he parked his car and carried me inside. I saw Connor’sl-ips moving as he talked to the lady behind a desk but i couldn’t hear what they were saying. Conner carried me inside a room and placed me on t©p of a white be-d. Hisl-ips were moving but i couldn’t hear what he was saying cause i was alre-ady drifting off into the black abyss.
~*~*~
“Brielle, Brielle, can you hear me?” A voice said. I opened my eyes and was met with brightness. Squinting my eyes a litle, i brou-ght my right hand up to ru-b it as i slwly sat up. My vision was a bit blurry but after some seconds i could see well. A young man who looks like he’s in his early twenties was hovering over me.
“Water.” I said in a hoarse voice. The man handed me a glas-s of water and i took it from him with my right hand, gulping the whole content down.
“Who are you?” I asked, placing the glas-s on a table beside me.
The man smiled. “My name is Doctor Mitchell.” The door opened again again and Connor walked in, his eyes flashing with relief when he saw me.
“Oh Brielle, thank God you’re alright.”
“Hey Connor.” I smiled.
“Okay Brielle, your left hand and f!ngersare broken. Our nurse alre-ady straightned your f!ngerswhen you were asleep and i’ve alre-ady injected anaethetic, it will help numb the pain. Doctor Mitchell said.
“Thank you doctor, but for how long my hand and f!ngersbe in a splint?” I asked.
“The minimum is four weeks but as long as you dont put pressure on the hand and f!ngerswhen you want to use it, it will heal quic-kly.”
“We’ve alre-ady treated your ribs, stomach and back. Nothing is broken but you should take some painkillers every morning and evening to numb the pain.” He added, scribling writings down on his note.
“Is she healed enough to leave the hospital now?” Connor asked Doctor Mitchell.
“Yep, get well soon Brielle.”
“Thank you Doctor.” I said gratefully.
“Call me Caleb.” He flashed me a flir-ty wi-nk and turned to walk towards the door.
“per-vert.” Connor muttered, glaring at Doctor Mitchell back.
“Heard that little brother.” Doctor Mitchell said, turning to Connor with a sm-irk.
“Get outta here Caleb.” Connor grumbled. Caleb just rolled his eyes and opened the door, gently closing it behind him.
I chuckled and turned to face Connor. “He’s your brother?”
“Unfortunately.” Connor stared at me, his eyes swirling with anger.
“I cant believe Zayn did that to you.” He whispered. “I knew there was something up when i saw him run out of the janitor’s closet like that.”
I sighed. “I dont want to think about what happened to me in there. By the way, thank you Connor, for bringing me to the hospital.”
Commor smiled at me. “No problem Brielle, friends?” He asked hesitantly like he was scared of what my response will be.
“Friends.” I took his hand in mine and gave it a squee-ze.
“Oh my gosh!” Connor exclaimed, fumbling for something in his pocket. “I still nee-d to give Xavier a call, he and your friends must be pretty worried about you.” Connor brou-ght out his phone and scrolled throu-gh it.
“Fudge! I totally forgot about Xavier, what time is it?”
Connor glanced down at his watch. “6:30pm.” He said ma-king my eyes wi-den.
“I really sle-pt that long?”
“Yep.” He nodded. “You did, i’ll call Xavier right now.” Connor dialed Xavier’s number and held it up close to his ear.
“Hey Xavier. No dont hang up on me! I called to tell you that Brielle is with me.” Connor winced and ru-bbe-d his ear. “St©p yelling at me, okay? I saw her badly beaten up in the janitor’s closet. Yes, she’s with me right now.”
“Xavier want’s to talk to you.” I took the phone from Connor’s outstreched hand and held it up close to my ear.
“Hello? Princess?” Xavier’s tone sounded so worried and relieved.
“Hi Xavier.”
“Baby am sorry, i wasn’t there to protect you, i’ll come pick you up from the hospital. Are you alright?”
“Xavier it wasn’t your fault and am fine, the doctor and nurse have alre-ady treated my wounds.”
“Okay princess, i’m heading over to the hospital right now.”
“Okay Xavier, bye.” I hang up and gave Connor his phone back. It didn’t take long for Xavier to storm inside the room, his hair was messy and his face looked exhausted. When his eyes met mine, it immediately softened and he carefully embr@ced me, k!ss!ngmy forehead.
Xavier stared at me, his eyes darkening with rage when he saw my left hand. “Connor.”
“Yeah?” Connor tone was nervous.
“Who did this to my girlfriend?” He growled.
“It was Zayn.” Connor quic-kly responded.
Xavier nostrils flared and he punched the wall. “I’m going to kill that bastard.”
“Calm down Xavier.” I saud softly. “I’m fine.”
“Fine?!” He hollered. “Look at what he did to you! How can you say you’re fine!”
I flin-ched and looked down at my l@p. “You dont have to yell at me.”
“I’ll give you two some privacy.” Connor walked towards the door but st©pped when Xavier called him.
“Connor, um, thank you for bringing Brielle to the hospital. That was very kind of you.”
“No problem man.” He gave Xavier a pat on the back and walked out.
My head was still down and i heard Xavier let out an exasperated sigh before he walked over to the be-d and sat down. “Baby, hey look at me.” He gently tilt my chin up, his thumb gently carre-sing my cheek.
“I’m sorry for yelling at you, i should have been with you, its all my fault.” His tone and features were filled with guilt.
“Dont feel bad about it Xavier.” I placed my hand on his cheek. “It wasn’t your fault, i should have listened to you when you wanted to stay with me, so its my fault.”
“It isn’t your fault Brielle, its Zayn and so help me God if i get my hands on him. He’ll wish he never layed a f!nger on you.”
“You nee-d to tell me what happened Brielle.” Xavier stated firmly. I inhaled a shaky breath and began explaining to Xavier how Zayn gr@bb£d me and dragged me to the janitor’s closet. Xavier eyes were darkening with rage as i spoke. He features were completely full of rage when i told him that Zayn f0rç£fully k!$$£d me. I held Xavier’s hand when i saw how it was shaking with anger, his breathing getting heavy.
“Xavier plea-se control yourself, count from one to ten.” Xavier did as i told him and his tensed shoulder instantly relaxed. He smiled at me and pressed hisl-ips on mine, k!ss!ngme softly and pas-sionately.
“I hate the thought of Zayn’sl-ips on you.” His jaw was ti-ghtly clenched.
I squee-zed his hand. “Now that memory is gone and is replaced with how my b©yfri£ndjust k!$$£d me.” Xavier just smiled and k!$$£d my forehead.
“Where are Ava, Damon and Alex.”
Xavier chuckled. “They were really worried about you, i texted them that you were in the hospital when i was on my way here.” As Xavier said that three people immediately rushed in.
“Oh my gosh, bestie!” Ava tackled me in a hvg and i winced when i felt a lot of pressure on my rib.
“Careful.” Xavier said. “She has a bruised rib.”
“Oh, sorry Brielle.” Ava apologized.
“Are you badly hurt? Do you nee-d anything? Food? Water? Painkillers? Soft Drinks?” Alex rushed out, his feature morphing with concern.
“Thank you Alex.” I chuckled. “But am fine.” He smiled at me and carefully enclosed me in his arms.
“How bad is it?” Ava asked worriedly.
“Left hand and f!ngersbroken, bruised rib, stomach and back.” I shrugged. “Nothing serious.”
“How can you say that its not serious?” Ava asked, giving me an annoyed stare. “Your f!ngersare broken, i cant even imagine how bad it hurts.”
“At least its not my right hand.” I attem-pted to joke. Damon, who has been quiet all this while stepped up forward and placed hisl-ips on my forehead.
“I nee-d a name Brielle.” Damon said sternly. “Who the fv¢k did this to you?”
“Zayn.” I said quietly.
Damon’s jaw clenched and his eyes darkened with anger. He suddenly grinned sardonically and cracked his knuckles. “It looks like there’s going to some killing tonight.”
“Damon!” Me, Alex and Ava said simultaneously.
“What?” He pouted.
“You’re not killing Zayn.” I said firmly.
“I dont want my b©yfri£ndto spend the rest of his life in jail.” Ava said as she fixed Damon with a ha-rd glare.
“Geez i was just joking women.” Damon huffed. “I’m not going to kill him but at least Xavier and i can break some bones.”
“I agree with you on that one brother.” Xavier said, sl@pping high-fives with Damon.
“Count me in.” Alex said, cracking his knuckles. “No one hurts my sister and get away with it.
“Listen up guys.” Ava placed her hands on her h!p. “Make sure you beat up Zayn really good and break all his f!ngerswhile you’re at it.”
“Yeah.” I interposed. “Beat him up and break all his f!ngerscause my broken f!ngershurts like hell!”
“Oh my God Brielle just cursed!” Damon exclaimed. “She learned from the best.”
Xavier sma-cked his head. “You’re not suppose to cheer her on you stupid doofus.” Damon just childishly stuck his ton-gue out at Xavier.
Xavier rolled his eyes. “Real mature Damon Hill.”
“Oh shut up.”
~*~*~
We dropped Ava at her house before we all drove back home. Xavier refused to let me walk and carried me all the way from outside to the dining room.
“What will you like to eat princess?” Xavier asked, opening the cu-pboard and bringing out a pan.
“Sweet potatoe hash.” I said enthusiastically.
“Okay princess.” He chuckled and brou-ght out all the ingredients used in ma-king the dish.
“Here, eat up.” Xavier placed the plate in front of me and the sweet aroma coming from the food made it so inviting to eat. I ate it all till what was left on the plate were the chicken scrumbs. I drank the cold strawberry jui-ce Xavier gave me before i got up, only for Xavier to scoop me up in his arms.
“You nee-d to sleep Brielle.”
“Do i have to?” I whined.
“Yes.” I just gro-an ed and let him carry me upstairs to my room.
“Do you, uh.” Xavier cheeks reddened. “Do you nee-d help in trying to change?”
I stared at him blankly. “I can change on my own Xavier, am not paralyzed.”
“Are you sure?” He asked worriedly. “I promise not to look, i just dont want you to stress yourself.”
I smiled and him. “I’m fine Xavier, you’ve alre-ady done enough and you nee-d to get some sleep.”
“Okay.” He k!$$£d my forehead. “Sleep well princess.”
“You too.” I changed into a new tampons after Xavier left and threw on my pajamas. A small bell was on my desk with a note on t©p.
‘plea-se ring the bell if you nee-d anything princess’ i smiled and placed the note back on the desk before i got in be-d and closed my eyes, drifting off into a de-ep slumber.
 
 
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