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Chapter 42

True Love Never Seeks Validation. And this never seeking validation quality is what makes it true.”[Jacqueline]

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[Jacqueline’s POV]

I exhale, this guy was getting on my nerves and not in a good way. I mumbled Nina’s name again but she ignored me. Even if I was a dumb person at this hour, I could make out she heard me. She was just pretending she didn’t.

The round of her face stared ahead as if nothing could shake her concentration over the topic. She sat cross-legged, her head held high. Her deep eyes refusing to look in my direction forget about my plea. I held my urge to snort at her dramatic pretense.

‘Does she think I won’t understand what she is doing?’

‘Either she thinks I am dumb enough or perhaps she feels she is a great actor huh.’

In addition to the darkness in the room, people’s sense of hearing must have increased. so behaving like she was deaf was ridiculous in every way. Perhaps she didn’t care at all. Or maybe it was a reason she had taken me here to sit. But on second thoughts I dropped that ridiculous thought, she seemed more like a girl who was real with her thoughts and actions. Possibly she just loves him too much to let him do whatever he is doing.

I pursed my lips and bit my lip. I needed to help myself. I first tried to stand up, but Rohan’s hands came down on my shoulders pressing me back to the chair forcefully. I clenched my hands more tightly. He had stood up from his seat just to make sure I didn’t get away from his arms.

Gritting my teeth I muttered. “Let go of me.”

He scoffed and whispered in my ear.

“Sit straight. If you don’t want me to kiss you here.”

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I ground my teeth in frustration. But my body followed his command, as I sat straight staring ahead.

‘Kiss. This pervert. Who does he think he is to threaten me.’ As I was cursing him inwardly a new sensation caused my body to shudder. He bit my ear. He f***ing bit me.

My eyes widened at its record while my mouth hung open. My cheeks flamed red.

‘Why did he just bite me.’ I was still contemplating what just happened when he leaned over me and whispered again.

“This was the result of tempting me.” His warm breath created goosebumps on my skin and I exhaled.

My palms shook slightly with disbelief. ‘When did I tempt him? This guy is crazy.’

This was too much to endure so I elbowed his face and he winced. Knowing I was in trouble now I stood up and walked up to the teacher who looked at me confused. My eyes for a moment stayed on Rohan whose mouth was curled upwards with a hint of challenge. He rubbed his nose carefully all the way looking at me and I smirked at his face and turned around to the teacher.

“Mam. May I go to the washroom?” Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Okay. Go. But come back quickly, this is an important topic.”

“Okay, Ma’am.”

I turned around and left the cla**room. The air had turned a little bit chilly, either it was because my hair was still wet or because it’s going to rain soon. The sultry summer wind wafts through my hair and plays with my shirt. One boy pa**es by me all while looking at me which I choose to believe must have been my delusion. As soon as I turned around the corner of our hallway and came to a stop near the stairs, I noticed a few girls and boys were sitting on the steps of the stairs. No one looked my way not until I bypa**ed them. Some kids throw curious glances towards me as the wind messes my hair but I make sure to keep my gaze fixed to the end of the staircase. I have only covered 11 steps when I feel someone’s behind my back. I turn and see Rohan towering over me more than he does when we stand on the same level. His white shirt and grey pants shining in the natural light that was still coming in between the clouds.

‘Wow. He had got a pair of school dress on him.’

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He was gripping a water bottle in his left palm. He quirks his brows at me which I ignore. My lips pursed together looking at him in frustration, I was here to calm myself down not to mess with him. I turn around and walk down. My pace this time is faster. He follows me behind.

This time the curious glances of my schoolmates have turned into glares all thanks to him. As soon as I am on the ground I take the East direction which he follows. His steps sounded particularly harsh in my ears.

‘What the f*** does he want?’ I sigh inwardly. It struck me that I said ‘why are you following me? He will laugh at my face or will maybe say something about how I am worthless to be followed by him. It struck me that bad boys are like the best in arguing with someone or perhaps looking down on someone.

I stop and turn around gazing at his black eyes with an emotionless face.

“Why are you walking behind me?” He frowned and from a little surprise reaction on his face I knew I was right about framing my question in the right way. ‘Hah. He was expecting me to say, follow. Serves you right.’ I mentally pat myself to be so intelligent.

He looked at me in awe as he crushed the plastic bottle in his hand creating a noise of ‘pah’. He thinks for a moment and then replies.

“I was not walking behind you. It’s just that you are walking ahead of me.”

I almost wanted to laugh at his response. But I didn’t, the things he was doing in the cla**room were not to be done in between the bully and bullied. He scares me. He had already kissed me tried to be intimate with me. It wasn’t right if I laughed at him. I shouldn’t have any kind of potential laughing or joking kind of relationship with him. It would do me no good. It’s scary enough that I can’t get rid of him

Not being able to answer him I snorted and changed my path in the west direction. Looking at the sliding gla** door and finding that he was still following me. But this time his steps became much firmer as he now walks by my left side. His palm finds mine and he takes it while I struggle to move my wrist away from him.

Had I not been a weak girl, I would have whooped his a** for even touching me. He interlaced our fingers together making me burn in fury. I wanted to crush his hand that dared to touch me, my eyes turned completely red.

Gritting my teeth I spoke “What the f*** do you want Rohan! You said I was walking ahead of you and now” I dangle our entangled hands in front of his eyes to prove my point. “What is this? Huh?”

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He scratches the back of his nape and gives me an evil smile. One that sends a shiver down my spine.

“It’s what you see it is.” This time he dangles our interlaced hands in front of my eyes.

My eyes went gloomy in a second. I looked at him for a good one minute, in silence wishing he could just get burned with my glare. He was playing with me. Perhaps he wanted nothing but to get a reaction out of me.

“Oh. It is what it is, huh?” I dangle our joined palms again. He smiles and nods. I snorted and pinched his palm roughly. Once. Twice. Thrice. Ten times. Yet the grip he had on my palm never loosened, I looked up and noticed his cloudy brows. Other than that he didn’t even wince.

“You are perfect for me.” His pretty face breaks into a beautiful smile. His black eyes emit an unusual sense of warmth. I tried pulling my hand away again and this time he left mine. Before I could even get rid of his finger marks on the back of my palm, laughter echoed in the air. The wind blows more harshly and the hair strands envelop my face as if shielding me to see him. I can hear the rain grumbling out of the blue mixed with his hearty laughter. Hair strands float on my cheeks more wildly letting me smell that the fragrance of paint was still there. To fix them behind my ear I lift my hand but find myself freezing as another hand beats me to it. He gently fixes them with two fingers all the while looking at me. His knuckle brushed against my cheeks twice while I quietly looked at his tall form which was basked in the little light emitted from the sky creating a halo above him.

“Your skin is so soft.” There was something in his voice I couldn’t bring myself to look away from him.

He pauses, his black eyes br****** with genuine gentleness.

“You are beautiful Jacqueline.”

The voice of my heartbeat fell in my ears and at this moment I realized how handsome he was and how dangerous he could be for me since I could acknowledge his beauty. I want to look somewhere else but it feels like he had cast a spell over me. I couldn’t bring myself to look away.

The wild strands that he just had placed behind my ear are now back to their original place. Shielding my blood-red cheeks from him. He dips his head and fixes them again. A smile blooming on his face and my heart somersault at his smile.

‘God! What is happening to me?’