Ethan’s P.O.V “What?” I asked curiously stepping towards her, not that I didn’t hear what she said, I wanted to know if she had the galls to repeat it. “What did you say?” “You heard me, Ethan.” She snapped wiping away what’s left of the tears in her eyes and I smirked. “If you like me so much, then you should have the balls to confess.” “Do you want to die or something?” I reached for her and someone grabbed my hands, I glared at Travis, but I wasn’t able to say anything before he dragged me out of class, I was so pissed, Valentina had the nerve to ridicule me in class. “Travis, let me go.” I snapped before pushing him a little too hard because he fell to the ground. “Ethan, I know what you are thinking but it’s not like that.” He said before getting back up and I scoffed again, I don’t know who to be angry at, but I was pissed at Travis as well. “I was not trying to fight with you or anything.” “Then what was that?” I pushed him again and he fell to the ground. “Standing agains
Valentina's P.O.VEthan shoved me into his car before he got in as well, I glanced out through the window, but Travis was not in sight.I realized only Travis could help me, I prayed for him to come like he always does but nothing...“Is there anywhere you would like to stop by before going home?” The driver asked Ethan.“No, I don't think so.” He muttered uninterested, he scrolled through his phone and drummed his fingers on his lap happily.God, please… I prayed earnestly that Ethan would get bored and let me out of the car.I don’t want to go to his house with him, I don't want to tutor him.I want to go to Melissa.Ethan wasn't even speaking to me; he was just scrolling through his phone silently.Has he forgotten? I don't know what is it anymore. I pray Mr. Lords is at home, Ethan seemed to respect his father a lot. He probably wouldn't hurt me if Mr. Lords was there.I felt my breath seizing as soon as the car drove into the estate; the mansion stood tall and imposing just like
Valentina’s P.O.V My jaw started to hurt, and it was getting even harder to breathe, I felt his arms tighten around me I didn’t understand a damn thing, I don’t know why Ethan was doing this. What does he want? Why is he doing this? All this is but a mystery to me, I felt the strong desire to push him away but I couldn’t because I was trapped in his embrace, it was as though I had been robbed of all strength. I felt a strong wave of dizziness but I struggled to keep my consciousness, I didn’t want to be asleep when it happens. If he was going to force himself on me, I would rather be awake to witness it, but when I thought of giving up everything I had, I felt his grip on my hands slackened and he let me go. I was surprised he stopped kissing me all of a sudden but I was ashamed I let it happened and even more ashamed that I was about to give up everything to him. He pushed me away violently and a painful sob escaped my lips, just what is wrong with him? “Get out,” He growled
Ethan’s P.O.VI dove into the pool for the hundredth time tonight, my body crashing into the water as I swam, it was difficult to get her out of my head, I couldn’t stop thinking about her and it was getting annoying. I reached the other end of the pool, rested against the pool coping, and swatted my hair away from my field of vision, I heard footsteps approaching me and I raised my head to see Junis approaching the mouth of the pool with a towel in his hands.“Young sir, it’s getting too late, and you could catch a cold if you stay in the pool for too long.” He advised his voice ringing out with nothing but concern.“Just quit bugging me, old man.” I snapped but Junis didn’t give up, he was persistent and I wondered how Father was able to employ all these robots. “What’s the time?”“It’s some minutes after 10 pm,” He said after quickly glancing at his wristwatch, I rolled my eyes when I realized it was indeed very late and I should probably get out or I might get a cold. I held the p
Valentina’s P.O.V I opened the wooden gate to Ron’s house and climbed up the steps that led to the porch, it was quite late, I worked four hours extra and now I have enough money to buy my school bag tomorrow. I was already so tired and my back felt stiff, Melissa offered to spend the night at her house, but I turned down the offer, and even though my family considers me an outsider, I still tell my mother when I am not going to stay the night. My stomach grumbled for the seventh time since this evening…I’m hungry, I don’t know if I would be allowed to have the leftovers today, I am so hungry and it’s almost unbearable. I thought of buying some food but if I do, I will be unable to buy both my bag and the graph sheets, and I needed those graph sheets for our test on Friday. But if I can’t have the leftovers then I guess I’m just going to endure it, I opened the door with my keys, and the living room was empty, everyone else had gone to bed. I tiptoed across the living room as si
Valentina’s P.O.V I ended up buying some dark-rimmed sunglasses to hide away the bruises in my left eye, they would be too obvious if I didn’t. It’s not as if anyone in school would care if I got beat up or if I was dead, but I want to at least pretend that someone might care to ask me about it. I was feeling a lot of things, and thinking about a lot of things that I shouldn’t have thought about, I was dizzy and hungry too, after all, I only had two spoons of rice, but I vomited it before I passed out from Ron’s beating. I was hungry, so hungry… Tears well up in my eyes, I would have bought some food but I realized Norah searched me last night and took my money again. She only left me with some change for the bus, but I used that money to buy the sunglasses I was wearing, and I was on the path, walking to school. I should listen to Melissa, I should quit school and run away from home. But if I do that will there be a future guaranteed for me? I don’t want to be depressed to the
Ethan’s P.O.VValentina stared hard at the broken glasses, and she withdrew her shaky hands ignoring me as though I wasn’t there, she began to pick up her books from the floor, and one of them caught my eyes. It was a plain white book with folded edges, it seemed like a fictional book. “Valentine’s Day” was the supposed title, it was written in bold blood-red letters, I was interested in the book because this is the first time I’ve seen such a unique title. I snatched the book out of her hands and I stared hard at it, the book was written by “Guillotine” who the hell is that? I had never heard of such an author, and it made me even more curious to know what the content of the book was. Valentina’s head was raised in my direction, but I couldn’t tell if she was looking at me because her hair was covering more than half of her face. “Please give me back that book,” She whispered as she stretched out her hands, if not for the dead silence that was in the hallways I would have missed w
Ethan’s P.O.V I ran my finger along the broken skin and the painful swell on her face, and I felt something snap in my chest, I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t a good feeling, especially the bitterness that started at the back of my throat. Was it anger? Or sadness? I wasn’t so sure. If it was anger, why was I angry? And if I was sad, what was making me so sad? Valentina hissed in pain and recoiled away from me, I tightened my grip on her shoulders and she glared at me. I could tell she wasn’t in a good mood today either, she was visibly expressing her anger and hatred for me. “Let go of me!” She snapped trying to wrench her arms away, but I tightened my grip on her wrist and dragged her along with me until we were at the rear exit of the school premises; I suddenly halted making her frail body collide against mine, she winced in pain, still struggling to get her hands away from mine and I smirked. I spotted my black Mercedes-Maybach S-class driving toward our directio