Chapter 5
- Chapter 4: Trapped
- Akira's
- P.O.V
- Never
- in my life had I thought I could be a marathon runner. I was usually the type
- who was too lazy to even do chores in my own house unless my mom paid me for
- it. No, really! But thankfully, both my parents stay away most of the time for
- business matters in Montana and I usually have my older sister looking after
- me...who was more interested in breaking hearts than taking care of me. So in
- short, I have all the time in the world to laze around.
- But
- the instant Mr. Sexy Sadist let me out of that classroom, I forgot that I had
- three more periods left in school, since he pretty much wasted one of them, and
- ran back home like my ass was covered with gasoline with Prometheus thyself
- running after me with his stolen torch. You get the picture?
- I
- have to call the school later on to inform them that I’m suffering from a
- sudden hemorrhage down south and describe in detail how the menstrual pain
- works so that the Principal’s secretary gets grossed out and tells me to stay
- home for the rest of the week, but that can wait till I was safely home and
- far, far away from that perverted, sadistic, sexy-UGH!!
- Seriously!
- That guy is trying to get into my pants and the only thing I keep repeating in
- my mind is how sexy he is!
- Darling
- there's no shame in admiring a very fiiiinnnneee piece of art.
- I
- growled. Even my conscience is siding with my enemy.
- Since
- when do you have wet dreams about your enemies?
- Grrrr!
- I
- slowed down when my picture perfect two storied house with its white fence and
- huge lawn came into view just a block away. By now I was completely exhausted
- with my tongue hanging out like a starving, rabid street dog and I'm ready to
- collapse any minute.
- I
- looked around once to see that the coast was clear and let out a sigh of
- relief...just as a car honks behind me. I look down at my feet. Nope, still
- standing on the sidewalk. Then why the hell is the car honking?
- I
- turn around slowly, and just like in the horror movies, my worst nightmare is
- right there, standing right behind me with one hand inside a sleek black car,
- with which he kept pressing the horn and his head out the window, that
- signature smirk plastered on his face.
- At
- least it wasn't a psycho with a butcher’s knife.
- "What
- the Hell do you want?" I yell at him throwing my hands up in the air,
- frustrated. "And why on God's green Earth are you following me!"
- His
- grin widens as he gets out of his shiny black car. I’m no specialist so don’t
- ask me what it is. I can hardly distinguish between a bike and a cycle!
- "First, I already told you what I want", he did that creepy head to
- toe check out of me, emphasizing his point. "And second, I live exactly
- two blocks away from your house."
- Creepy
- Sadist lives next to me? No wonder he’s seen plenty of me. Thankfully, he
- doesn't know about my library visits are to the erotic section. Or does he?
- "Keep
- pouting like that, and I just might be tempted into giving you a nightly
- visit", he said.
- Was
- I pouting? Anyway, major problem here, let's solve that first. "You have
- anything to say or did you follow me all the way home just to get a nice view
- of my butt?"
- "Giving
- me ideas, are you?" He arched an eyebrow. "As I told you, I live
- here-"
- "School
- isn't over yet!" I snapped.
- "But
- my classes are." When I gave him a suspicious look, he continued,
- "I'm a trainee teacher, just out of college, so I don't have classes all
- day. Either morning sessions or afternoon ones and I'm done for the day. So
- then, your place or mine?"
- My
- jaw hit the pavement...retracted back...and then I exploded.
- "What!
- Do I look like a cheap slut that you can just pick up from the roadside! My
- parents are respectable people and I come from a respectable family and this is
- a respectable neighborhood-"
- "And
- that respectable neighborhood is going to hound you down if they see you
- talking to me on a roadside, and a car waiting around the corner." I
- didn't have to look at him to know that he was smirking.
- Damn
- him and his logical brain! But I couldn't go to his house either, since it
- would look even more sluttish. The only way I have got was to take him home and
- apparently no one was there since my 'nanny' came in the evening and went away
- in the morning, the same time I went to school. She’s an intern at the City
- Hospital. I sighed audibly. " Fine, let's go to my house. But no monkey
- business!" I snapped before turning and heading to my house, him following
- soundlessly behind me. And damn those radish nosed neighbors, who, I'm pretty
- sure are spilling out of their windows right now, thanks to all the honking.
- I
- opened the door with my lock and dropped my backpack on a nearby couch and
- headed for the kitchen but his voice stopped me midway.
- "Aren't
- you going to invite me in?" he asked from outside the door, hands tucked
- in his jeans pocket.
- "Seriously?
- What are you, a freaking vampire that you need my permission to come in?"
- I said, crossing my arms across my chest.
- "Just
- being polite", he muttered under his breath as he stepped inside and
- closed the door behind him. He then went straight to the couch and dropped down
- onto it.
- "Have
- a seat, why don't you?" I said sarcastically as I went into the kitchen
- and took out some frozen pasta carbonara from the fridge and popped it in the
- oven to heat. I didn't have any lunch today, so why not?
- "Well
- then", his voice startled me since it came from right behind me. "
- Why don't we finish what we were discussing outside?"
- He
- had me trapped with my back against the counter and his hands on either side of
- me palms down.
- "Di-di-discuss
- w-what?" I stuttered as I turned and looked up into his eyes.
- "Why,
- it's time for your first lesson Ms. OG", he smirked, eyes twinkling
- wickedly.
- I
- gulped.
- Oh
- crap!