PP12: WARNING! Injuries may result into reading this chapter...by a blonde maniac wearing booty shorts.
The teenage girl read over the message from Alois the next day, wondering what he could want.
He probably needs help with homework, she thought but a part of her was suspicious. As she got on the bus she spotted Alois once again sitting next to an empty seat. He stared out the window and she couldn't tell whether he was either looking lost or gazing at his reflection. She took a deep breath and walked towards him, cleared her throat, and Alois looked at her.
He flashed a wide smile. "Hello!" he beamed.
"Hi," his ex-girlfriend greeted as she sat with him. "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"
Alois looked around and closed the space between the two of them.
"Yeah, but not here," he whispered.
She tilted her head to the side. "Why not?"
"Well first of all it's far too noisy in here," Alois explained and stopped as he fumbled with his hands. "And y'know I'm not very comfortable talking about this with so many people watching us."
"Okay, so what are you suggesting?" the girl inquired though she wasn't really sure she wanted to be a part of this at all.
Alois grinned.
"How about the music room?" he proposed.
She paused for a moment before answering. "Sounds good."
"Great, meet me there during lunch."
"Okay…" she replied nervously, and just by looking at the wicked glimmer in his light blue eyes, she knew that there was something definitely suspicious about this little 'talk'.
The school bell rang after a tremendous PE lesson and the teenager was about to grab something sweet from the canteen when she suddenly realised Alois was waiting for her at the music room. She quickly dashed over to the music block and spotted him leaning against one of the buildings. As she walked over to him she was interrupted by some teenage boys asking her for money, but little did she notice that Alois scowled at them and his glare disappeared once they left her alone.
"Well, I'm here on time," she announced when she approached him, and Alois abruptly grabbed her wrist.
"Follow me." Alois started running for the empty music room pulling her by the arm. His grip was tight and he ran so fast that the girl nearly tripped on her feet.
"Hey! Slow down!" she shouted.
Alois abruptly stopped before the door to a music room. "Okay, we're here!"
The teenage girl glanced at the door and for a struck of hope she thought for certain the door was already locked, however Alois twisted the knob and the door swang open.
"Shall we?" he grinned as he led her inside.
"Fine," she replied, "But any funny business and I swear to God-"
"Jeez Honey, I just want to talk to you, it's not like I'm gonna rape you or anything."
He shut the door and grabbed two chairs, not taking his eyes off her. She felt her heart thumping against her chest and her mind filling with confusion. She took a seat across from him and the silence pressed on until Alois spoke.
"Okay, well, I'm not sure how else I should say this but…." Alois nervously scratched his head. The girl then realised he was just about as nervous as she was about this and decided to take over.
"Alois I-"
"No, let me finish!" he insisted. She remained silent and waited for him to speak, the awkward silence only making the moment more uneasy. But it wasn't long before he said something that shocked her.
"I don't want you seeing other people."
Her eyes widened with surprise. "….What?"
"You heard what I said," Alois answered flatly.
"But...why?"
Alois laughed dryly. "Why?" he repeated, his voice slightly rising. "Don't act like you don't know!"
"I don't know," she countered and tried to stay calm against his outburst. Alois ran his fingers through his blonde hair and peered at her alarmed face.
"You don't get it do you?" he hissed, "Everything was great when you were in my life. I was happy and I tried to make you happy too….but then…."
In anger Alois kicked over the chair he was sitting in. "But then you dumped me and left me all alone! But it's not like you could give a damn! What do I have to do to make you care?!"
"Calm down Alois!" she pleaded, but it didn't help. Standing up, she attempted to calm him but instead he pushed her against the wall with both his hands firmly gripped on her arms. Panic rose within her. "A-Alois?"
"Who's Alois?" he growled, "You don't want anything to do with me, do you?"
"Alois please!" she begged whilst grabbing his shoulders. "Listen to me!"
He released her and folded his arms. "Alright I'll listen, but you have to tell me the truth. Do you or do you not want to go out with me again?"
Oh God….no, please no.
"Tell me!" Alois demanded. Tears seeped from the girl's eyes and she shook her head. Alois widened his eyes.
"No?"
"It's just-!" she protested when she saw the look of heartbreak in his expression, "Y-you're just not the right one for me." She saw the hurt in his eyes and lowered her head. "I'm…I'm sorry."
Silence filled the music room as Alois stepped away. His fist curled into a tight ball.
"Don't be," he spat, gritting his teeth, "Why should a pretty girl like you be sorry? You never did anything. After all it was entirely my fault. Well you know what?"
The teenager gasped when he yanked her arm and she was sent falling to the floor. With weak arms, she slowly lifted herself up only to be pushed back down by his foot unable to notice Alois was raising a large heavy object above her leg.
"I'M SORRY TOO!"
Alois loosened his grip on the object and let it collide against her leg. The girl screamed when she felt an enormous impact and agonising pain rocketed through the length of her leg. Hesitantly she turned her head to see it underneath a massive amplifier.
"There, now you can never escape." Alois forcefully lifted her chin with his finger and gazed intensely at her tear-filled eyes. "Poor thing, I never wanted to do this, but once I have something you know I can never let it go."
She squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to ignore the pain but it was impossible. She felt multiple feelings; agony, fear, sadness, betrayal, and she thought that she should feel fury though she was too hurt to feel mad. Mostly because she knew it could possibly cost another leg.
"I…I…" she sobbed.
"Huh?" Alois cupped his hand to his ear, "What was that? I can't hear you over your constant whining. You know you sound like a dying puppy whimpering like that."
"It hurts Alois!"
"Yeah, it does. Now you know how it felt."
Suddenly the bell rang for the start of class and the poor girl tried to move but the weight on her leg stopped her from escaping. Alois sighed and turned to the door.
"I really am sorry about this," he said with fake sorrow in his tone, "However you see, I vowed to always have you, and I succeeded."
"How could you do this?!" the girl screeched with tears pouring down her cheeks.
"Hmm…very good question. I'm still waiting for your answer." Alois took out a key and held it tauntingly between his fingers.
Her mouth fell open in shock. "How did you get that?"
Alois rolled his eyes. "How else? I stole it. Well see ya."
"Wait! Alois!"
The door was closed with a loud bang along with the sound of Alois locking the door. The teenage girl was left alone in the music room with a broken leg and a broken heart. She managed to remove the amplifier only to see the horrific colour of purple on the skin along with deep marks, and she couldn't move it even a little. Clenching her teeth from the pain, she saw her bag inches away from her. Using her arms, she desperately crawled over to it and hissed in agony when she reached for the front pocket and pulled out her mobile.
If I can just call the hospital…. she thought as she dialled on the keypad still traumatized after the event. Trembling she waited for a voice on the other line when suddenly she heard the sound of a woman giving her three options; fire brigade, police, or ambulance.
"Ambulance," the girl whispered, choking on tears. There was a click and a long silence. She waited anxiously until finally she heard someone familiar speaking to her, and because she was frozen in shock she found it hard to speak back.
"Hello, this is Sebastian Michaelis from Critical Care Centre speaking, how may I help you?"
Her eyes widened. It's him!
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
All that came out of her mouth was ragged sobs and whimpers, but it was enough to let him know that she was on the line.
"Can you talk to me? Take deep breaths, it's going to be alright." His voice was calm and the girl started to relax and was able to find a response for him.
"H-Hello?" she croaked.
"Yes, I'm right here," he said back to her, "What has happened?"
Bursting with tears she told him the story in stutters and unfinished sentences. He listened to her well often reminding her things will be okay whenever she broke down.
"Oh I see, you are one of my patients," he spoke when the girl mentioned her name, "Well that shortens the list I have to ask you then." He chuckled slightly which put a smile on her lips.
"Can you help?" she whimpered.
"Yes, of course, just tell me where you are and we will come get you."
Taking a ragged breath she told him the location.
"Alright. Just hang in there for a moment and we shall send an ambulance immediately. While you're at it you should let your parents know of the incident."
"Yes, yes thank you," she breathed, nodding and hanging up. She glanced at her incapacitated leg and the memory of Alois returned. But instead of feeling upset, she felt rage. He must be insane! How could someone who loved her physically hurt her? She tried not to think of that since help was on the way. The teenager scowled; there was a reason for not mentioning Alois to the doctor. Alois was her own problem and she wanted to deal with him herself, and soon she'll have the strength to walk up to him and slap him hard across the face.
You won't get away with this, Alois.