"Hey, give it back!"
I was struggling to retrieve my letter the jerk is persistent. Why did not he return it to me? He keeps it away from my reach. I don't know why he is refusing to give it back.
"You can't have it back easily," he smirks and his eyes are scheming something evil. I feel bad about what he is thinking right now.
"What do you mean?" I am eager to know his reason for resisting my request. I just want to get my belonging back.
"I didn't know you have a secret crush on the blonde idiot. Did not you think writing him a letter sound a little lame?" I don't like the sound of his words when he said that. Letters are lame? It's not just a letter but I put my heart into writing to confess to him. Well, he is a jerk so he does not have any idea.
I admit that I thought, at first, that writing a letter to convey your feelings for someone is just a waste of paper and time until Cho-Cho explains and I got to realize its essence myself.
"It's not lame. You are a jerk so you wouldn't understand just return it to me," I tell him and he remains silent gauging the situation I guess.
"I see, but still I won't give this back to you," he keeps refusing. His cold stares feel like a sharp knife can stab without touching you.
"What do you want?" I ask with seriousness in my tone. I don't want to waste my time forcing him to give it back. My intuition is telling me that he wants to negotiate something with me.
"You know I hate to be someone's toy. Do you know what I mean?" he says while waving the letter in front of me while his other hand is in his pocket. He is going to propose to me, I'm sure about it.
"Just tell me what you want so I can have my property back," I keep my stand firm and sturdy. He seems amused by my words. He sighs before speaking again.
"Well, it's simple. I am taking care of this starting today," he says then walks closer to the wooden table. What is he planning to do with it?
"Hey, what are you scheming? Why not give it back now?" I growl, glaring at his sarcastic face. He shakes his head while smirking.
"One wrong move and the blonde idiot will get a hold of this lame thing," he says while flipping the envelope in his hand. He tries to open it with his filthy fingers but I stop him.
"Don't open it! You have no right opening that envelope. It's mine and you are not the recipient of that letter," I almost shout at him. I heaved after saying it. I feared he will truly open and read what's written in it.
"Oh? What if I..." he scares me by slowly removing the heart sticker that seals the envelope.
"No! Please no," I let out a terrifying growl. He utters in annoyance then his lips curve in an upward motion and stops from removing the sticker.
"Okay, I won't open this in one condition," I'm right he has a proposal.
"What is it?" I ask. He leaves me no choice but to abide by all his conditions.
"You will do whatever I want you to do. Take note that there are no exceptions," wait, what? Is this something like those slave things in the movies?
"You can't be serious," I utter in disbelief. He is not moving from his place nor making any movements.
"Don't you like it? I'll make you choose then, do what I want or I'll send this letter to the blonde idiot," he proposes. Damn this jerk. He smirks looking like a monkey.
My lips are shaking. I don't know how to respond to him. What did I do wrong to him to be punished like this?
"C-Can I think about it?" I ask and he raises his brows. I didn't know why I said it. I will think about it first though I already knew what will be my answer. If I refuse his proposal, he will give the letter to Boruto and I am not ready for the confrontations and given that I haven't rehearsed what to say to him yet.
"Think about it? How long does it take for you to think about the matter? Two or three minutes?" he sarcastically says still painting that smirk on his ugly face.
"Hmm..." I murmur. I could not think of a way to outsmart this jerk. I didn't know he will use this opportunity to pest on me.
"One... One out of three..." he starts to count. So, he wants me to decide right away? Wait, what should I do?
"Two..." he continues to count while he was waving the envelope in front of me.
"Thr-" I cut him off.
"Okay, okay, I will do whatever you want me to do," I finally say. Damn, I look so pathetic This jerk badges me cautiously and makes sure I will be caught off guard.
"Okay, we're settled then," he says and sits on the bench while his elbow leans against the table and the back of his hand is on his face. He looks like he had won the lottery. He is smiling annoyingly at me.
"So, can I have my letter now?" I ask estimating his mood.
"Are you serious? We haven't started yet. You can have it after thirty days."
What?! What did I just hear? Thirty days? No way! He looks like a devil to me. Monkeyface smirking.
"You are joking, right?" I am still hoping that he is just teasing me but I guess there is no chance of it happening.
"Do I look like joking?" he says grinning. I give him a scowling look and his lips open giving me a sarcastic smile.
"Why are you doing this to me?" my voice cracks. I think my eyes water but I stop them from being visible to him. My problem has become worse.
"You are teaching me lessons and I am returning the favor," he says then puts the envelope inside his bag.
"I think we are late for our lesson for today," he adds and he gestures to me to come close to him. Although I have a heavy chest for all the mess that happened, I poutingly move in his direction. I know he is laughing at me now. Curse his monkey face!
We started the lesson and I think he notices that I am annoyed by him and he is giving me a scornful look every time our eyes meet.
An hour later...
"Hey, let's have a break," he utters. It's getting dark and he is asking me for a break? I suppose to be ending this lesson now or a terrible thing might happen on my way home. There are bastards in every corner of the streets.
"I'm heading out now," I say and pack my things. He stops me from doing such and speaks, "You're not going home just yet. I am hungry can you buy me a bite? Well, the canteen is closed by now and there is a store nearby. I want a burger and soda."
Seriously? He is trying so hard to make me suffer. I don't know what I did wrong to him to deserve all this. I am astounded until the lights from the lamps that surround the entire campus switched on and I'm back to my senses. The lamps mark that it's already dark. I look at my watch and it is thirty-five minutes after five already.
"Hey, you can have it on your own. I need to go," I ask his permission to go though I hate doing it.
"Tch," he utters in annoyance and then he speaks to me, "I think we had just agreed that you will do whatever I ask you to do."
Oh? That damn condition and slavery thing to save me from humiliation? Damn that!
"Well, you can have your burger and soda on your way home, right?" I insist. I need to go and I'm pretty sure mom's worried why I am not home yet at this very hour.
"I want it now and besides, we haven't finished discussing the lesson. The mock exam is on the day after tomorrow. We need to cope up."
"Well, we can continue the discussion tomorrow an-" he cuts me off and stands up from his seat.
"You will do what I am asking you or else..." now he is threatening me with the letter again. He grabs it inside his bag and waves in front of me. If only I can snatch it away from him so I will not be playing this stupid trickster's game.
"I am damn serious," he adds and I can say that he is truly not joking. The lights from the lamp, I see them glitter in his mad gray eyes. They are frightening.
Silence takes over us for almost a minute and I decided to go and get him what he asked me to. I don't know what he will do to me if I will keep resisting him.
I drop my things on the table and turn my back at him. I started walking in the direction of the store. I scream how ugly and a jerk he was in my head. God, why would you let these things happen to me? What did I do wrong?
He is probably laughing at how stupid I am for letting him do whatever he pleases and can you imagine it's for thirty days? I am afraid he will ask me to jump off the cliff and I think I would not hesitate to do that so my suffering will end by that time.
No, that's a stupid idea. I don't want to leave mom all alone. She will probably go insane if I do that. I didn't know the store is this far from school. It's in the next corner.
"Wait a minute" I murmur in my head. I feel like someone is following me. I turn my head to see if somebody is behind me and it turns out to be three boys in their school uniforms particularly not coming from our campus.
I keep my steps fast so I can immediately get to the store. When I get inside, I sigh in relief. I order his burger and soda but before I completely leave the store, I peek in the windows. I just want to make sure those boys from earlier are not following me. The streets are clear and I decided to return to the jerk.
I am approximately ten meters away from the store and I just turn left when I realized that those boys are still there and following me. No way! Who are they? What do they want from me? I start to panic and my body trembles in fear. I grab my phone from my pocket and calls Cho-Cho.
"Hello Sarada, are you home?"
"Cho-Cho there are suspicious guys following me," my voice is shaking.
"What?! Where are you? What happened? Who are they?" she is panicking on the other line right now.
"They came from Shinkai High School based on their uniforms. They are following me," I gulp and keep my steps as fast as I could.
"Call the police immediately! Wait, I'm going to call your mom. Tell me your location," she yells and I tell her where I am. I hang the call to contact the police when suddenly one of the boys holds my hand. It's quite dark in here and nobody's passing through this area.
"Hey, what a cutie," he and the two other boys laugh altogether. He has blonde semi-bald cut hair and blue ocean eyes. I try to let go of him but he is strong enough to make my hand hurt and my phone falls.
"No way!" I utter in fear. They block my way.
"Calm down, we just want to be friends with a cutie like you," the other guy says. He has long brown hair and dull black eyes. The other guy has low-cut hair and brown eyes. The latter speaks, "Do you have a boyfriend? I am single, want to go out with me?" and he laughs like an idiot.
"Hey, I am single too, you better go out with me instead," the blonde moron utters and they laugh at the same time again.
"What do you want?" my voice shakes and gulps all the saliva in my mouth.
"We want you to go out with us, you seem to be alone anyway," the brown-haired guy winks at me. How gross. My heart is beating fast. I am scared they will do something stupid against me. I try to let go of him but he tightens his grip on my wrist.
"Don't scream or you'll regret it," the blonde moron threatens me. So, I keep my mouth shut. Water starts to curdle in the corners of my eyes. I will surely cry at any moment. Please help me!
"Hey, leave her alone..."
To be continued...