*Sean's pov*
I shut the door, pacing around the room still trying to process the information I just received. Nothing was making sense to me anymore, I run my fingers through my hair; my eyes darting frantically across the room. I struggle to breath even though my windows were wide open..fuck...I was hyperventilating.
I don't know Aivah too much but she does not seem violent enough to unalive someone to me.
Could it be that Jeff is wrong?.. But then what does he stand to gain from lying to me?.. besides Aivah didn't see those guys earlier in the evening or did they attack her on her way home?..fuck... I don't know what to think anymore...shit!.
I lay down trying to lull myself to sleep. I only end up tossing and turning in bed; tired of the restlessness I sigh in distress before making a split second decision of taking a cold shower.
There was nothing eventful about the shower, just cold and rushed. I lay down once more before raising the blanket all the way to my neck...oh well...over my head I mean. I start counting in Roman numerals..."i, ii ,iii, iv, v, vi"...I don't think I made it to twenty before dozing off.
*Next morning*
"Cuckoo cuckoo!!!". "Ugghh" I groan before turning off the alarm. Every other thing that happened between me waking up to me eating breakfast downstairs were all blurs. On purpose though...I was trying not to think about yesterday night.
All efforts to push away those thoughts, the video recording specifically were all useless immediately I walked past Jeff's room. I stopped with a huff before turning back to his door. *Knock knock* I waited, I could hear movements on the other side of the door, it sounded like there was someone else with him but before I could digest the thought he opened the door. Half naked bloke.
"Don't tell me you turned respectful overnight" he raised an eyebrow while looking me up and down. "Have I never been respectful?" I squeeze my face. "Asshole! What prompted this question by the way? Of all questions, Jeff?" I retorted hands on my waist.
He smiled, not the good type of smile;.. the wicked one before saying "this is the first time you've come to greet me before leaving fawn". The fuck does he mean by that? this is not the first time I'm at his door in the morning so what is this bollock talking about? 'shithead' "are you sure of what you said yesterday? About Aivah and the dead guy, are you sure she was the one?" I ask.
"Fawn, that corpse was in front of her house and you my dear... don't know shit about Aivah and besides you said she loves you right? Why not ask her directly?".. he peers down at me eyes filled with dark humor, almost bumping his nose against mine before continuing "but if she says she didn't you can believe her but if you really want to know the person you are dating then I'll show you more" he deadpans, eyes unreadable; lips in a tight line and his veiny hands arranging my hair.
"Bye" I croaked before darting off.
*At school*
You know the saying 'things don't always go as planned'? Well that saying is true because when I got to school I looked around but couldn't find Aivah, I even went to her class even though I would rather not; her classmates strip people with their eyes, they always looked at me like their eyes were starved or something and they didn't disappoint this time, they moped. I was momentarily happy when I saw Kingsley.
"Hey, have you seen Aivah?" I shook his hand in greeting. "Aivah?.. she was in class just now, I don't know but she should be around; but why are you looking for her though?" He peers into my eyes with a puzzled look.
I almost lost my footing under his laser-ass eyes. "Is..s there anything wrong with me looking for her?" The words rushed out before my voice could fail me.
"Hmm" he hummed before relaxing a bit; "You both went home together yesterday and besides it's barely break time and you are looking for her like this, are you both fighting?" He asked, a slight smiled tugging at his lips.
"No, we are not" I barely countered almost immediately.
"If you both ever are, you can always come to me; there is nothing I don't know about her...I can even tell you stuff she would rather I didn't tell you, it would be our little secret" he grinned before strutting off.
Kingsley is the accurate definition of femboy, there are times when he seemed androgynous so when I say he strut away, he literally strut.
But that is by the way, I scan the compound one more time before going back to my class for the next period.
Mr Connor was saying something about logarithm but my mind was completely absent. No matter whatever happened before, my focus in class was never interfered with but right now I just couldn't seem to focus no matter how much I tried.
I kept looking out the window, which is weird; I didn't notice it before but now that I think about it... I've grown used to her presence; the way she always stands at the window looking down at me, giving me the hibby jibbies.
*Riing* The teacher leaves the class.
I stuff my books into my bag before turning to my classmate, "Can I have your book later? I didn't grab everything the teacher said" I ask, half expecting him to decline.
He gives me the judgemental glare before nodding.
I sigh before sprinting out of the class. I walk to Aivah's class...she is not there...again.
"Hmmph"
I turn and walk to the canteen. No sign of her.
I start sweating profusely, I stand there; right hand on my waist, face down, left hand massaging my forehead. Not seeing her since morning is already giving me headaches but more than that the fear that if what Jeff said is true then she might not be safe either drove me nuts.
"..."
"What if those guys came for revenge?"
"What if the police arrested her?"
"What if she is dead already?"
I saw it drop on the floor before realizing I was crying, tears were flowing freely from my eyes.
On impulse I run all the way past the cafeteria door, down the hallway before stopping in front of the last door.
I push it open, hope mingling with my oxygen. I step into the music room, hands grazing the walls searching for the light switch.
Found it*. I turn on the light and like flash ( the superhero) a messy dark-haired girl peered over the piano. She looked alert...and startled at first, I could see her hands reaching down before stopping abruptly.
Her eyes lit up when they adjusted to the light as recognition dawned on her.
"Hey bunny, what are you doing here?" She stands up, replaces whatever it is she initially reached down for and starts walking towards me, I don't move I just stand there crying my distress and worry away.
"Why are you crying?" She frowns. She wipes my cheek, looking into my soul, eyes clouded with worry.
"Where were you since morning, why didn't you come to my class today?" I cried hitting her chiseled hands with my rather feather-like palm.
"I am sorry bunny" she hugged me while Patting my head. "I was having a mental breakdown and couldn't focus on anything that's why I came to the music room, I am really really sorry my love, did you miss me?" she pulls away to look at me again, her expression changes for a second; I didn't quite catch it but i am sure it was something along the lines of withdrawal.
She kisses me, not gently like she mostly does but violently, hands leaving my cheek to grab my ass; she squeezed my butt aggressively. I squeaked as she swallowed down the words that intended leaving my mouth. Gasping I clawed my way through her hair, panting as she kissed my neck, she was licking and kissing and biting..."shit" I moan as she sucks on the spot she just bit.
I was almost about to lose my composure before the image from yesterday night flashed before my eyes. I blinked twice before gently pushing her away.
She looked up at me in confusion, hands hugging my waist tighter.
"What is it bunny? She pouts, eyes all bubbly.
"Did you kill that guy...yesterday night?" I deadpan as I watch all amusement leave her eyes.