(5 weeks ago)
Happy Valentines Day!
I giggled and hugged the medium sizes teddy bear in my hands, “Thanks Dad, you really didn’t have to do this since it’s not Valentine’s day.”
“Nah, kiddo you deserve it after losing to Courtney in the semi-finals. You probably need something to hold onto while you cry at night.”
I scoffed well thanks for that Dad.
He kissed me on my forehead and ruffled my hair, “You know I’m kidding right? Your mom and I wanted to make sure you were okay. We know how hard you worked for this competition.”
I sighed, “Dad really I’m okay, I’ll just do better next time.” I motioned to mom as she was getting out of the car, “You better get going now, I have class in 10 mins.”
He gave me one last hug before heading to the car.
I waved goodbye to them as they headed on their 5 hour journey back home. They had to drop me off at college for a couple weeks before school started because of the competition I was in. Even though school hadn’t started, they decided to stay with me until it started because they didn’t want to keep doing 5 hour drives. I headed back inside Westhill University. It was a pretty chill school. Nothing too over the top. Just a normal campus, except for the fact we had one death, but nothing too major. I stuffed the bear into my backpack as I turned into my Bioclass. Of course me being me; I choose a seat partially in the front but close to the door so whenever class ended; I’d be out first. I pulled my dyed white hair up into a ponytail and grabbed some gloves to wear later. I sighed and slouched down in my chair if that was even possible since the chair had no back. A stool? Yeah that’s what they call it. I looked around the empty class and made eye contact with my reflection in the window. With my hair pulled up, I could see the lighter patches splattering all over my face. With my mother being black and my father white; my skin tone resembled a light bronze color.The splotches also known as vitiligo appeared a bit more larger on my left side completely covering my left ear. My eyes were also very different; one being hazel brown and a lighter brown on the left. Within my messy hair was a patch of white mixed with my natural brown hair.
My ears perked up as I heard someone clear their throat. My head snapped back and I made eye contact with stormy gray eyes.
Oh gosh. Gabriel. My chest went tight as I continued to stare into his eyes. Those beautiful mysterious eyes. Gabriel had his jet black hair swept back with a couple of strands covering his eyes. He was dress in his usual dark style that made people think he was emo but he somehow pulled it off to look classy. He had his hands in his pocket and his backpack was dangling on one shoulder. He looked as beautiful as ever. With his silent yet loveable personality who wouldn’t fall for him. He was a ambivert drama kid who was by far one of the best actors on campus and could pull off any role. Gabriel was pretty helpful with other students which is why they voted for this to be the present of the student organization but he declined. Helpful and kind of a natural stud. Okay, I’ll stop.
“Is anyone sitting here?” He smirked; knowing damn well that no was sitting next to me. I mean who would especially when this class has like 12 people in it.
I started breathing again. I tucked a loose hair strand behind my ear and noticed that Gabriel had follow my movement, “Um no. No one’s sitting here,” I said quietly. Ugh, Ollie get it together! Speak up!
Gabriel did a small smile and plopped his backpack on the floor; taking a seat next to me, “Cool, looks like we are lab partners then.”
Shit.
It’s an unspoken rule. If you seat next to someone in lab; they are your partner for the rest of the semester.
Before I could answer back the professor walked and already started explaining our experiment before she even made it to the front of the class. I hadn’t even noticed that the remaining students piled in.
Gabriel turned towards the front, still with that small smile on his face. God, why does he have to be so cute and handsome at the same time?
“Excuse me?” I jumped, and turned to my left coming face to face with my smiley best friend; Allie. I clasped my heart, “Oh my gosh; you scared me! I thought I-.”
She cut me off by finishing my sentence in a whisper, “Spoke out loud?” She chuckled lowly. I blushed and nodded my head. I averted my eyes towards Gabriel making sure he didn’t hear anything but he was too focused on the professor’s lecture. Which I should be paying attention to as well.
I glared at Allie and started paying attention to the professor. After she wrote some notes on the board, she handed out our lesson plan today. Great, playing with bacteria. We got our supplies and began. It was hard working with Gabriel. Everytime I wanted to ask him a question, I would blush and look away and he would just give me that oh so precious smile back. In the process, I was contaminating everything and looking like a damn fool in front of him. I decided I would zone out which was a big mistake because the next thing I know the test tube started slipping out of my hand. I was trying to balance the tube by bouncing it between each hand but eventually it fell. Damn, I was already on the professors bad side. I bent down to pick up the glass and it ripped through my gloves and cut me.
I grimaced in pain and held my finger close to my chest. Gabriel bent down and tried to grab my hand but I wasn’t having any of it. I kept a grip on my finger to try to stop the bleeding but it just made it hurt more. My eyes started tearing up and my lips started to tremble. Gabriel got a kleenex and slowly put his palm out. I looked him in the eyes, then back down to his hand and placed my cut hand in it. He gently wiped the blood off and set the kleenex aside. He then stood me up and got behind me as he placed my hand in a nearby sink. I winced as the cold water and soap hit the cut.
“Shh, you’ll be fine,” he whispered as he helped me clean the cut. I looked up at Gabriel and nodded. The teacher gave me disinfectant and told me to go to the nurse. I blushed as I realized Gabriel was still holding my hand. Gabriel insisted going with me but the professor wouldn’t allow it. He seemed dejected. As I was walking out, I looked back at Allie who was imitating how I was bouncing the test tube in my hand before I dropped it. She then clutched her stomach in a silent laugh.
Jerk.
=-=-=-=-=
(5 weeks later)
I sighed, " No Adam, the turtle races are not today, so don't panic," I said into the small phone.
"You sure?! Because I heard people talking about it and I really don’t want to miss it this year!” I turned into the office room where all the other RA’s were located, “Look I gotta know now. And you have to remember that this line is ONLY for emergency. So please if it’s not an emergency don’t call this line just talk to me personally. Thanks,” I hung up before he started speaking again.
I plopped my satchel down on the table and sat down with a sigh. I heard a chuckle and looked up at Allie; my best friend. Her blonde hair seemed to glow as the light hit it just right. She had on a killer orange t-shirt that said, “You thought I was Annabeth from Camp-Half Blood. Well, b-tch I might be” and some ripped jeans. I could hear her earphone blasting the K-pop song “No More Dream” by BTS. She was so cool; I always questioned why she would even hang out with me Her emerald eyes looked up at me, “Adam, messing with you again?,” she asked.
“You know it. It’s hard to remain a professional when you’re talking to an all time idiot. Anyways what did I miss?”
“Just the student board giving us posters to put up and the Dean giving us dates to do dorm checks later on,” she replied, shuffling through the papers, “Also the mandatory meeting our dorm needs to have tonight.”
I sighed, “Great another meeting.”
Allie rolled her eyes and looked up, “This is what we signed up for sooo.” She packed the papers up and stood up, putting her other hand out layered with colorful wristbands towards me, “Come on let’s go.”
I took her hand and stood with her saying our goodbyes to the other RA’s.
The meeting was boring and that’s sad since I was the one doing all the talking. I stuffed everything into my backpack after cleaning up the mess that the other students made. Geez for a bunch of college students, they sure can make a mess. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the time on my phone. It was already 10:35 p.m. and I needed the biggest nap before I even started on the pile of homework I had to. I groggily made my way back to my dorm. Unlocking it with my keys, I noticed a trail of clothes leading to the shared bathroom in the dorm. Looks like Freddy is back. I rolled my eyes and my way to my room and noticed that Freddy was in my bed. Ugh, and he was naked in my bed. Ew.
I scoffed, “Seriously Freddy? I don’t have time for this go to your room!” I shook him as I yelled in his ear. He opened his eyes slowly and got out of my bed mumbling incomprehensible things. I was too tired to change my bedsheets and fell right into them. I closed my eyes and thought about all the pile of homework I had. I slowly drifted off with a thought of ‘Lord, I hope Freddy didn’t put his balls here’. As I continued to think of the possibility of my face indirectly being on Freddy’s balls, I felt my shirt being pulled up over my head and a sharp pain on nipples. I gasp. What the hell? The pain continued on my nipples and I moaned. I soon felt hands traveling down my body and my belt start to become unbuckled. I couldn’t see who was doing, but that didn’t matter because I started to kick my legs at the intruder. But I felt no impact, because the hands were still on me.
“Get off me!” I yelled and swatted my arms around but still I wasn’t hitting anyone. What is this? What’s going on?! I gasped louder as I felt a wet substance on my naval going up towards my nipple. Whoever it was clamped down on my nipple and yanked hard. I arched my back and let out a silent cry. My pants were ripped off and I yelped as I felt the hands of the stranger scratch my leg. I sobbed, scared out of my mind, “Please, stop. I’m begging you.”
And then the person stopped.
I breathed in and out hard and ripped the shirt of my head. As my vision became clear, I noticed that no one was in the room. A chill went down my spine. The door was still closed and if the person left, the door would have made a noise. I swallowed hard, there were two possibilities. Under the bed and in the closet. I wanted to check but there was no way I could check. I was trembling on my bed. I stayed silent longer for what felt like 5 years, trying to hear anyone breathing other than me. I shakingly grabbed my phone which was next to me and dialed Freddy’s number holding the phone close to my ear. It took a bit but he finally picked up.
“What?” he said in a sharp tone.
“Could you please come in my room real quick?” My voice was obviously trembling as I spoke because I was scared that the intruder would be mad that I was calling for help.
Freddy didn’t reply for a minute. I heard some scuffling and then his voice, “And if I don’t?”
“Ple-,” the door swung open. And I shut my eyes tightly. I didn’t hear anything after the door opened. I opened my eyes slowly and came face to face with Freddy at the door.
“What did you want?” He said, clearly upset that he’s out of bed but I’m surprised he even got up.
“C-Could you check under my bed real quick?” I asked, averting my eyes away from his topless figure.
He paused and started laughing, “Awe! Is little Ollie scared of monsters under his bed? I told you stop watching American Horror Story.”
Normally I would have thrown my pillow at him but I didn’t reply back and just gulped instead. My heart was racing because I was still thinking of the possibility of someone being in here. If there was, what the hell was I going to do about it? Freddy sighed and checked under the bed for me. I let out a short lived sigh when he said there was nothing there. I quickly asked him to open the closet door.
“You really do own me for this because if anything comes out; I’m beating your ass okay?” He keep on mumbling about me making a cucumber sandwich for him if there really was something in there after his statement.
He open the closet door quickly, causing the door. I wasn’t mentally prepared for him to do it that fast, “WAIT!” I yelled, covering my head with a pillow.
“Well shit,” he started. I lowered the pillow out of my face. “I really was hoping that something was going to pop out,” he finished.
I would say I was hoping something would pop out too but there was no one there.
Comments (2)
See all