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Hoping you would do me this favour.❤

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I don’t know what to do; they ruined my dress. My top was completely wet because of that ice cream, my face, my jeans too. Wiping my tears, I walked to the washroom and cleaned myself. While I am cleaning my face with a tissue I heard someone walking inside,

“Hey, Ven,” Beth called me out while reaching me and hugging from my behind,

“What happened? Who did this?" She asked, looking at my face and my stained clothes.

I began crying again, tears flowed from my eyes as I recalled the things they did to me, 

“It's Remond and his friends," I said, hiccupping like a kid,  

“Stop crying Ven, Can you tell me what happened back there,“ She asked as she wiped my tears and took my face in her hands, I told her everything happened back there.

In the end, she was fuming with anger after listening to me.

“Fucking asshole, come on...let’s go...we’ll have some coffee... come...stop crying,“ she consoled me as She walked me to the cafe with her hand around my shoulder, while we sat in our usual place in the cafe Beth ordered coffee for both of us. 

“Please don’t be like that, Ven,” she said sadly while holding my hand across the table,  

"Why is Remond doing these things to you? He never noticed you in these years, why all of a sudden he's doing this now?" She asked me.

Our encounter flashed in front of my eyes, I didn't do anything wrong, for him to bully me like this. I thought.

Beth's question has me thinking of all the possible reasons for why he's been doing all this.

After a few minutes, the waiter brought coffee to our table. 

“Let’s just forget about that asshole and his friends for a while and enjoy our time, shall we?” Beth looked at me with a smile while handing me my coffee, I smiled back and nodded my head at her. 

Then Aron Norwood entered the cafe, as he owned it, walking like a king and his girls were following behind like his admirers. 

Aron Norwood,

He’s from the most powerful family, the Norwood’s, And heir to the biggest banks in the state, Shopping malls, and hotels, He was considered as the hottest guy in our school He was talented, outgoing, arrogant, and a playboy and was one of Remond’s friends too one of the four, I trained my eyes on Aron. He was holding a bevy of girls giggling and chuckling to something they said, He was there when they bullied me. I was busy cursing and glaring at him, that I didn’t notice He was looking at me with that arrogant smirk on his face.

Out of frustration, I shot him a deadly Glare. I fucking hate Remond and all his friends.

Assholes.

“Let’s go Beth, I’ll be late for work,” I said, as I stood up from the chair and we left the cafeteria.

I was going back to school to take my bag from the locker while I walked through the empty corridors to reach my locker, reaching my locker. I took all my things and about to turn around but suddenly, Someone grabbed me by the waist and hauled me off, half carrying and half dragging me with him.

I was shocked and speechless. The next thing I knew, I was in an empty classroom with a guy.

Curiously I looked up and saw a very familiar brown hair -smirking- stupid face which made my blood boil.

Remond grey

I stepped away from him.

“You,“ I shrieked angrily.

“Happy to see me?“he announced with an overconfident tone.

“What do you want?“ I asked, in an angry tone while folding my hands.

“I was just wondering how does this,” pointing at his hand “looks on your face,“ He said, showing me chocolate pastry in his hand.

He leaned closer with a teasing look on his face. I was just glaring at him while stepping back. He moved it over to his right hand and rubbed it all over my face.

I was too shocked to react; I stood there like a statue. Looking at the reaction he started laughing at me,

“Hahaha... you look so adorable,” he said, laughing historically.

After a few seconds, he composed himself and he leaned over, Scared he might do something. I moved back. He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. He began to lick that cake off my face.

It disgusted me, I couldn’t control myself; I pushed past him and Storm out of that empty classroom. I ran to the washroom and began to clean my face the second time today.

Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I couldn’t control myself at all. I placed both hands on the edge of the sink and let myself cry out.

After crying my eyes out, I walked towards the street. There was a park a little far from our school, it’s peaceful there.

So, I walked there without stopping. I walked inside the park and walked over the bench which was placed at the corner beside a tall tree and sat on it.

I stared at the kids who were playing with their parents. Tears were rolling in my eyes, I didn't stop them. I was crying silently there. Remembering my parents and the memories we had together.

I miss them a lot. There wasn’t a day, went well without them. After they left me, I was broken. I was a loner, I just talked to my friend Beth and grandma, That's it.

I stay alone.

I eat alone. 

I like to be alone.

Tears were flowing continuously from my eyes. My parents were the world to me after they left me alone. I was a broken child yearning for their love.

I cried and cried, I was so into my sorrow I didn’t notice that someone was sitting beside me, I turned my head to see a man was sitting there with a handkerchief in his hand. He was handsome and very attractive. He wasn't looking at me but he was staring at the children playing in front of us. He turned his head to me and looked into my eyes.

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