??BETROTHED??
?✨?She has supernatural powers?✨?
?♂️?♂️Episode 17??
??I will never let you go??
“Close me eyes?” I asked, “You want me to die or something?”
He chuckled. He put me down and said, “Close your eyes, I will lead
you to somewhere, ok? Just trust me.”
I narrowed my eyes and rolled my eyes.
“Come on, just truth me once and you will learn that you can truth
me.” Jason said, sm-irking.
I sighed and said, “Fine, but you have to promise me to never and I
mean NEVER let go of my hand.”
“I will never let you go.” Jason said, sm-irking.
I blu-shed.
“And you promise to never look or peek?”
“Fine.” I said.
I closed my eyes.
“Jason?” I asked, holding my hand out.
“Yeah?”
“Where are you going to take me?”
“Somewhere.”
“Just gave me a clue.”
“Fine, it is up there.”
I was about to open my eyes to see where he was pointing, but
quic-kly added, “Don’t look!”
I sighed.
“Are you re-ady to walk?”
” . . . Yeah?” I questioned.
“Ok.” he started to walk.
“Not that fast. NOT THAT FAST. NOTTHATFAST!” I panicked.
“Oh my god, we are re-ady walking baby step and we didn’t even
walk a feet yet.” Jason said, chuckling.
“I’m sorry; I’ve never done this before, ok?” I said, feeling my cheeks
get heated.
He chuckled, walking slowly.
I held his hands ti-ghter, afraid that I would fall.
We st©pped walking and I was dying to open my eyes.
Than I heard a bing
.
I jumped, holding onto Jason’s arm.
He started walking and we turned around, and st©pped walking.
The ground started moving.
“Jason?!” I asked, sounding panicked.
“Relax. We’re on an elevator.”
I could feel my breathing slow down.
“Are we there yet?” I asked.
“No, but close.”
The elevator st©pped and I could hear the door opening. We started
walking.
“Are we there now?” I asked, sounding impatient.
“No and whatever you do, never open your eyes, until I say so.”
I held his arm ti-ghter.
We st©pped and I cold hear a door sliding.
We continued to walk and our foot step sounds different. The floor
sound like it’s made of wood.
“There yet?” I asked.
“Very close.”
We walked and st©pped shortly afterward.
“Wait, stand here.”
I could hear some things being moved.
“Here.” he said, “Don’t open them yet.”
He took my hand and very slowly walked me over and I took a little
turn before he turn my shoulders.
He pushed my shoulders down and I squeaked.
“No, I’m gonna – ”
My bu-tt hit the bo-ttomof something soft. My hands explored the
object – a chair.
“Ok, now open your eyes.”
I slowly opened them and I g@sped.
“WOW!” I said.
I was that a garden t©p and it was beautiful, the flowers were bright
and looks like it was spring time. It front of me was a table, full of
food.
“Where am I?” I asked.
“School’s rooft©p garden.”
“And what is this?” I asked, pointing at the food.
“You didn’t eat breakfast, yet, right?” Jason said, frowning.
I grinned, “No, I didn’t and I forgot about it.”
“Do you like it?”
“No, I LOVE it.”
He chuckled, sitting down on the seat in front of me.
“Start eating.”
“Wait, are we skipping clas-s?” I asked, standing up.
I can’t afford to miss clas-s in Berson High.
“No, I am your tour guide and you don’t learn anything on the first
day, anyways.” he said, shrugging.
“And are you going to sit down and eat?” he said.
I grinned and plopped down on my seat.
I started eating and it was the best breakfast ever. Everything was
delicious.
Could it be true that being with the person you love, make everything
tastier.
But am I in love?
I thought and blu-shed.
“I’m full!” I complained.
“That little?” he asked.
“I am not fat like you, fatty.” I said, grinning, “I bet you weight a ton.”
“Hey! Take back what you say.”
“Never!” I exclaimed, getting up and ran away from him without
looking back.
Soon, the next thing I know, I am lost and I left my IPad on the
rooft©p.
“Shoot. I’m gonna be stuck here for millions of years.” I whispered.
I punched myself mentally.
I continued to walk.
“Hello? Anyb©dy?” I asked.
“I’m lost. I don’t want to be stuck here for the rest of my life. You
know I have a life out there.” I said out loud.
“Hello? Anyone?” I asked.
“Oh great, I’m stuck here – Ahhhh – ”
“Haha, gotcha.” Jason said, holding me to the ground.
“What are you doing?”
“Putting you to the ground.” he said, sm-irking. He sat on t©p of me
and all of my air in my lungs when out.
“Ahh – ” I whispered from the lack of air, “I’m squished!”
“I will get off if you take back with you said about me.”
“Get off – off of me, I will never take back what I said.” I whispered,
trying ha-rd to breath in, but can’t, “Wha – What I said is what I said.
And a fact is a fact, be – because you are a big – big fatty. Look at
you – you’re bigger than an elephant and – and you’re heavier than a
– a whale!”
He laughed and that puts more weight on me.
“You – you fat fatty, oh my god, I don’t know people this heav – heavy
exist.” I whispered, laughing at myself.
Jason laughed ha-rder.
“And I – I think my ribs are about to break from your – your heavy
weight.” I huffed.
He laughed ha-rder.
“So – so can you get off of me? And is – is this how you treat me?
Treat me – me special and than sit on me like – like a chair? Do you
see that I’m not – not your chair?” I asked.
He laughed and I put my head on the cool floor and try to breath.
“Is this how pregnant women feel like when they have – have a
baby?” I asked, laughing at myself.
“In, out, in, out, in, out.” I whispered.
Jason continued to laugh and I waited for him to st©p.
“All you have to do is to take back what you said.” he said.
My head started to feel light.
“O – Ok, ok, I got it. I – I’ll take back what I said about your weight.” I
breathed, “I can’t take it. But – but you’re fat on the inside.” I laughed
at myself.
He got off of me and chuckled.
I breathed in a lungful of air and felt like a mountain had been left off
of my back.
“Ahhh, I thought I was about to die.” I said, rolling over, so my
stomach feels better.
I looked at the grinning Jason.
“What the hell is your problem?! You know you’re fat and you have to
admit it yourself. You fat fatty.” I said, smiling at myself.
“Fine you want me to sit on your stomach this time?”
“No, nononono.” I said, lifting my arm, surrendering.
“But still fat.”
“It’s not fat, it’s called muscle.” he said, lifting up his shi-t and I
blu-shed, looking at his perfectly sculpted abs.
He pu-ll-ed his shi-t down and sm-irked.
“So what were you say again?” he said, sm-irking more.
My cheeks heated up and I slowly got up from the floor.
I swear my stomach and lower back was still squished.
“Where’re you going?”
“Getting my IPad.”
“Here.” he said, holding out my IPad.
Lifesaver!
I thought.
“Where are we going to go next?” I asked, taking the IPad.
“Where do you want to go?” he asked.
“I don’t know, where is your favorite place in the school?”
“The school’s pl@yfield.” he said.
I rolled my eyes, “Really?”
“Yeah, come, let me show you something.” he said, gr-abbing my
arm.
We walked over to the displ@ycase.
“Look, you see the best silver and golden trophy?”
I nodded.
“I won that for our football team. You have to win the silver before
you go to the Football National Finale. And I also won the golden
one. We won last years’ finale. And I am going for football again.” he
said, looking at the trophy, grinning.
I looked at him.
“How do you pl@yfootball?” I asked.
He looked at me, “Do you want me to teach you?”
“Are you going to crush me if I am holding the football?” I asked,
crossing my arm.
He chuckled, “Not crush, I’ll tackle you.”
“Than no thanks, I got flattened enough.” I said.
“Oh well, come one.” he said, sm-irking, gr-abbing my hand and
dragged me to the uniform closet.
He gr@bb£d a sport uniform for me.
“You wouldn’t want to be pla-ying in that dress.” he said, laughing.
I hit his head lightly.
“Did you gr-ab a medium?” I asked. He nodded.
“Change in the locker and put the uniform in the recycling bin on the
wall. And gr-ab a new uniform in the uniform closet.” he said and
shoved me inside the girls’ changing room.
I quic-kly changed and threw my uniform in the bin on the build in
wall. I wore my knee – high ti-ght and the sport t – shi-t with the
school’s name and the school’s animal. I threw my Dr. Martens
and my IPad in a locker and gr@bb£d a shoe from the new shoes
closets.
Damn, this school is rich!
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??Easy my bu-tt??
I walked out of the locker room and Jason was alre-ady dressed, not
in his uniform suit.
“re-ady?” he asked, sm-irking.
“No tackling, plea-se?” I asked.
He shrugged, “Then how are we supposed to pla-y?”
I rolled my eyes.
“Hey!!! Get off, my che-st hurt. Oh my god, the elephant is on t©p of
me, AGAIN. Here, here, here, take the football, I GIVE UP! YOU
KEEP ON TACKLING ME!” I said, getting up when he got off of me.
He chuckled.
“I win!” he said, ma-king a t©uçhdown.
I stomped my feet, “I didn’t even make a single t©uçhdown and we
pla-yed for about 2 hours and 45 minutes.”
“Come on, pl@yagain. If I pla-yed like this against the other schools,
we would lose. This is alre-ady easy mode.”
“Easy my bu-tt. This is ha-rd mode; you are pla-ying like your mad or
something.” I said.
“No, I would’ve been wearing my gears and pads.” he said.
“I give up and you win, ok? Happy?!” I asked.
“No, 1 more game, plea-se?” he asked, holding my shoulders.
“No, I nee-d to shower, I smell.” I said.
“No you don’t, you smell perfectly fine and you didn’t even sweat
because you didn’t even do anything.”
“I did, I chased you and tried to tackle you, I tried to tuck my football;
I did everything.” I said.
“plea-se, one more, plea-se?” he said.
I rolled my eyes.
“Fine, but I thought you said that pla-ying with me is like pla-ying with
nob©dy.” I said.
“Shut up.” he said.
“Well, you did say that.”
“Come on, pla-y.” he begged.
“Fine and I get the football first.” I said.
“Ok,” he started running to my side of the field, giving me a chance
to run to his side.
I started running, looking behind me as I ran.
Damn he is running fast!
I thought, starting to panicked.
Before I knew it, I fell on my face, tripping over my feet.
“Owww,” I said weakly, just as Jason appeared by my side.
Jason kneeled next to me, laughing his head off.
I ru-bbe-d my forehead, “Shut up, it hurts.”
“Wow that was funny!”
I rolled over, closing my eye, still ru-bbing my forehead.
“Come on, let’s finish the game.” Jason said, shaking my shoulder.
“I can’t, you won alre-ady. You’re gonna tackle me and I’m going to
have more busies. I have 7 busies alre-ady.” I said, opening my eye.
“Fine, let’s make it super simple. Come.” He said, holding out his
hand. I took his hand and got up.
He made me stand 8 feet away from my t©uçhdown line.
“Ok, if you could throw it pas-s the t©uçhdown line, you win the whole
game and if you don’t, you lose.” he said.
“Oh, I’m gonna win, watch me. I’m gonna win in front of your face.” I
said, sm-irking.
“Oh yeah, let’s see you try.” he said, sm-irking too.
I rolled my eyes.
“re-ady?” I asked. He nodded.
“ARE YOU re-adY FOR MY SKILLS?” I exclaimed. Jason, smiled,
rolling his eyes.
“I am going to prove to you that I am better at football than YOU!” I
said.
Jason sm-irked.
I threw the football and threw it with all my might.
The next thing I know, the football landed right on my shoe.
Jason bur-sted out laughing. I blu-shed until I think I can’t get anymore
red.
“Oh my god, that was hilarious!” Jason said, rolling on the ground
laughing.
I blu-shed, but thinking, I’ve never made someone laugh that ha-rd at
me before!! Oh my god!!
“Oh, let’s go. I said this was the last game.” I said, walking, still
blu-shing.
Jason ran up to me and t©uçhed my cheeks.
“Yep, you’re really heated when you blus-h.” He said and laughed
again.
I blu-shed.
“St©p!” I said, kicking him in the shin.
“That’s ok, you’re just not a football girl.” Jason and pu-ll-ed me into a
hvg, hiding my blus-h.
I actually like the hvg. It was warm in a . . . weird way.
“Got to go.” I said, pushing him away. I turned around, walking to the
girls’ shower room, still blu-shing.
I quic-kly showered and gr-ab a new uniform to change into.
I’m liking this school so far.
I thought and smiled.
I walked out and Jason was waiting for me.
“Where are we going next?” I asked, looking at the school map on
the IPad.
“Do you want to eat lunch?” he asked, walking.
“Yeah.” I said. “I am hungry from all of the football practice.”
“You call that practice?” he said, laughing.
“Hey, that was tough, men. I was half squished by the elephant and I
didn’t even win once. But don’t worry, I got some muscle.” I said,
pushing up my sleeves, showing my bicep. I reflex it and Jason gave
it a squee-ze.
“You call that muscle. If you pl@ywith that muscle, I could win you in
no time.” he said, laughing.
“Yeah, by crushing people.” I said, laughing at my joke.
He rolled his eyes.
“What? It’s true and you know it. The truth hurts, I know.” I said,
acting out my sympathy. I patted his shoulders.
“You want me to sit on you again?” he said.
My wi-de-ned my eyes, “I pas-s, but you can do that to the football
team.”
“I’m gonna crush you.” he warned and I quic-kly ran. Before I can go
any further, Jason pinned my stomach onto the bench and sat on
me.
The air in me quic-kly went out.
“Yep, when I get home, I – I’m gonna make sure your mother get you
a personal – personal coach to help you, the elephant – elephant lose
some serious weight.” I said, breathing heavily.
“Take it back.” Jason said.
I grinned, breathing heavily.
“Never.” I whispered.
“JASON! JASON, WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?”
someone’s voice said. The voice was familiar.
“You’re squishing the poor girl!” she said, again this time I knew who
it was – Lucy.
“She said I’m an elephant.” Jason said.
“Get off of her!” Kim ran up to us and pu-ll-ed Jason.
He get off of me and I rolled over.
“Ha – Thanks Lucy and Kim. Lifesaver.” I whispered, trying to catch
my breath.
I slowly sat up and pointed at Jason, “Bad guy.”
They laughed.
“Oh, come one, let’s ea lunch.” Kim said.
“Hope your stomach is not squished.” Lucy said, laughing.
“Hey!” I pouted, crossing my arm.
“Oh, come on.” Lucy said, grinning. She pu-ll-ed me to the lunchroom
and I nearly faint.
The lunchroom was like your personal kitchen. There rows and rows
of delicious food that you can pick from.
WOW!!!
“Nah, I’m not eating from here. I want to go to the outdoor cafe.”
Lucy said.
They started walking to the outdoor cafe was right next to the
lunchroom.
Outside was very sunny and not too chilly.
“What do you want?” Jason asked, bring me to the front of the line.
I looked at the menu.
“A bottle of Smartwater, salad and a big chocolate ch!p, plea-se.” I
said, smiling.
He gave the order and we want to sit on the table. The others were
still ordering.
“So, how’s school.”
“Very unique. I like school.” I said, squinted at him, due to the sun.
“Glad you like it. Wait, here I am gonna get the order.”
I nodded and went to pick up the order.
“Hey,” some random girls c@m£ up to me.
I blinked.
“Hi, I’m Vanes – ”
“Yeah we know.” a girl said, giggled, “I’m Katie and this is my best
friend Cindy.”
“Hi,” I said.
“So you are new?” Cindy asked.
I nodded.
“I saw that you were really close to Jason, who are you to Jason?”
Katie asked.
I stared at her.
I paused before I answered.
“We’re just very, very close friends.” I lied.
That sounds wrong, like a big, fat that you could tell right away.
I sma-cked myself mentally.
“Oh, that’s nice, hey do you want to – ” Katie asked, but was cut off
when a tray was sat down on the table.
“We’ll catch you later.” Cindy said quic-kly, and both of hurried away.
“Here’s your lunch.” Jason said, taking my lunch out of my tray.
“Thanks.” I said, not meeting his eyes.
“So, what were they talking about?” Jason asked.
I froze.
I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to call you my friend, I’m sorry
for thinking you as my friend.
I thought, apologizing mentally to him.
Tell him the truth!!!
Layla urged.
I can’t
You should be glad he can’t hear you
“Well,” I said, ru-bbing my index f!nger with my thumb, “We were, um,
talking about school, you know . . .”
“You’re lying, tell me the truth.” he said.
I duck my head, hiding behind my hair.
“We’re back!” Kim exclaimed and I looked up.
Oh my god, lifesaver!!!
I thought.
“Hey Vanessa, we never really heard from you.” Kim said, opening
her sandwich wra-pper when everyone sat down.
“So, why did you come to this school?” she asked.
I opened my salad.
“Well, it’s beautiful, I moved into Jason’s house, you know, we are
going married.” I said.
Lucy and Kim squealed, “Ahhhh, that’s cute.”
Brian, Jordan and Nate just patted Jason on the back, chuckling.
I blu-shed.
“When is it?” Lucy asked.
“Somewhere this month, two weeks after the full moon.”
“That’s close!” Kim said, squealing.
I nodded and ate my salad.
“And a Night of Engagement is coming up.” I said.
“When?”
I shrugged, “That I’m not really sure.”
“2 days from today.” Jason said and I gulped.
“OH. MY. GOD.” Kim and Lucy squealed.
“I wish the best luck for you guys.” Kim said.
“Oh and I nee-d your number.” Lucy said, giving me her phone.
“Me too.” everyone said and I typed in my number.
The bell rung and everyone quic-kly finished up.
“What do I do after lunch?” I asked Jason.
“In the afternoon, you have clas-s.” Jason said.
I walked inside the school and just then the announcements c@m£
on.
“Good afternoon students of Berson College, this is Principal Rose. I
hope I am not interrupting, but could Jason Cohen and Vanessa
Halt-Cohen plea-se come to my office. Jason Cohen and Vanessa
Halt-Cohen plea-se come to my office. Thanks you.”
Everyone looked at me, I blu-shed.
“Bye, see you late.” Kim and Lucy said.
We headed to the office and knocked.
“Come in.” Principal Rose said.
She looked up from her work, “Well, hello Jason and Vanessa, your
mother call and asked you to c@m£ home immediately.”
We nodded and existed.
Jason quic-kly drove home and parked in the parking lot when the
mansion was in sight.
Tbc