Day. Belle sits on the floor as her back lean on the door locker. She didn't see Emma was there with her. Smiling as she looked down at Belle, she studied Belle for a bit. Gently she took a seat on the floor.

Smacking Belle laps with laughter. Belle jolt turns to her. "Don't curse yet. What's wrong?"

"Nothing".

Tsk tsk tsk. "Belle? I was wondering what bothered you last night".

"Nothing I'm fine (Emma stare) what!?"

"Well. Because we are now sitting on the floor at the locker hall where students are walking past right on us. Like they thought we are the famous beggars".

Belle snickering, said. "I'm sorry if I make you sit beside me". sighs. "It just.." she really wants to tell Emma about having Gibson at her home.

He broke into her house while her parents were still outside. She was alone, afraid that he wanted to hurt her, kill her or else. She doesn't know why he was there.

"Just what? Belle you've been so delusional lately. Why? because you worry about your picture with Jake. I don't think so. They understand that you both are in a relationship. Who cares!"

Belle is eyeing her. Emma spoke back. "Or this wasn't Jake you worried about. Belle? what.. he.. had.. done.. to.. you..?" She means Gibson. "Did he hurt you?"

"I can't say nothing but this must be stopped!"

"Stop for what! your face pale like you've been sick for the rest of your life. You start being delusional, dreaming in daylight. That is why I ask you if you are alright or not".

Belle sat silent. She doesn't know where she should start first. Gibson or Jake.

She shakes her head, telling Emma that she's more than fine. As the bells rang, the girl walked towards their classroom.

Belle finds Jake inside who is already sitting on his chair as she finds her own seat, smiling at each other until she hears footsteps through the hall entering the classroom.

Her eyes shift from Jake to the door where Gibson had entered with a smile. He dropped the bag beside the table then stood in the middle of the classroom.

"Good morning students". he said like nothing happened last night. "You will know that today I was about to sharpen your brains... pop quiz!"

The classroom grunts are unbelievable. Roll their eyes. "Come one student. It could be fun".

"Hate pop quiz". said one of the students.

"I know and you can't get away from it. I promise it was a simple pop quiz that you could answer". his eyes to Belle. "So, shall we start?"

Moments later. As the students answering the pop quiz on the paper. Gibson eyes lock to Belle. Seeking revenge perhaps as he thought that he could strangle the couple with his bare hand right here, right now.

He forgives Belle instantly for what she did to him. Kicking between his legs was the painful thing he could barely imagine. But he will not forgive or forget that she had shared a kiss with Jake.

Those memories couldn't be erased easily. The classroom is silent shut, we could hear scratching pencils writing down on the paper. As the clock ticked slowly, Gibson leaned on his chair taking a quick nap.

"I can't believe he forced us to answer the quiz".

Gibson hears the student saying. Open up his eyes, he stares at each one of his students in a weird look.

There's a weird face he sees as they answer the paper. The boy sleeps at the back. The one with swirling eyes. Bubbles gum group, and the one who surrenders life towards the God's.

Gibson smirked as he saw them like that. His eyes now back to Belle. Gently she looked up and she felt him watching and she was right.. he was.

Belle lowered her head down to the table not wanting him to see her for the entire time. She knows he will do that.

As the hour passed, The bell rang and students passed the paper from the back to the front as Gibson collected it. They are now pushing the chair out of the classroom.

"I'll see you tomorrow". said Gibson. Clipping the paper. "Not so fast Ms. Decker". the corner of his eyes saw her hurriedly towards the door. Smiling. "Try to run from me?"

He probably needs revenge, she thought.

After all, what with the fact that her parents were home, it had been hard for him if he wanted to sneak over again, as he'd done since she learned that he had a way into her house.

"What do you want from Belle, Mr. Gibson?" ask Jake who stood behind her. "I'm staying if you hold her in!"

Smirking, he said. "You don't need Mr. Harley. Because it was you I was about to ask. Ms. Decker can go but you stay". he and Jake watch Belle bolt out from the class.

Jake standing right in front of him. "You know why I ask you to stay behind?" Jake shrugged. "You think that kissing in front of the elderly makes me amused?"

"I didn't ask you to be amused, Mr. Gibson. Technically it's the way me and Belle are kissing. I don't think it was forbidden in this school".

Gibson nodded, laid the paper on the table. Crossing arm on chest, he studied Jake. "So you're trying to ruin this school?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Smirking. "You should do your own research before you do that. For you it was a good thing to do but not people around you Mr. Harley. You both have been criticized and that all inside the comment I've read. Should I print it out for you to read?"

"Don't bother. I will check by myself".

tsk tsk tsk. "Such an ego. You fooled yourself, A joker. Look at yourself, your face is online, the fact you didn't care and what caused that later".

"You're saying that because you're jealous that you cannot have her".

"I have my wife that I f*ck her everyday I like. Why should I be jealous?"

Jake steps closer to him. Smirking.

"Because I don't believe in your marriage sir. Neither do I believe you have a wife. I know it was you O.G. I say that you cannot have her because she has never liked you since. Do you think I don't know all behind this you made to get her whatever you want..."

"... I had my own reason why I kissed her because I knew you were watching and there was nothing wrong with that. I love Belle and that means you are the problem as your problem you create. She got distance on you, no one is going to stop me neither you Mr. Gibson".

Gibson is eyeing him. Jake spoke back. "Is there anything else I could do for you beside this.. sir?"

"Don't play cool with me boy. You are just seeking your own attention because of who you are". Gibson wink at him. "Careful what you wish for Prince Charming. You may leave my class".

Jake breathed, then walked out from Gibson class. He doesn't know Belle was waiting for him at the end of the hall, she knows something up to between Jake and Gibson.

She can see it when Gibson stops Jake out of the class. She calls him, he smiles running toward her.

"What is it he wants?" ask Belle. "I was so worried if he would try to hurt you or something else I don't know".

Jake laid his hands on her back, smiling.

"Belle? I don't get mad at you because you are lying to me and I know you did this because you are trying to protect people you love. I know exactly what happened between you and him. He did try to raped you aren't he?"

Belle's eyes were shocked. He continued. "Don't worry Belle. I will not tell anyone about this. Why you not telling me this?"

"Because I think I could handle him by myself. I will try. I really do. Lucky guess he didn't think that yet. Almost. Because Mrs Gomez was right on time before he did. It happened in the library".

Jake nods. "Does Mrs Gomez know?" Belle shake head.

"She did. She figured it out. But I told her he wasn't. I lied to her. I am sorry Jake. I told you I was not perfect for you but...?

"Shh.. shhh. No Belle. You are perfect to me. Just I can't let you go through this alone. You know him better than me, he likes to watch you live in fear of him, so that he could make another move to get you".

She didn't cry. But she really felt guilty about Jake. "Promise me Belle. Whenever you fight him make sure I know. We thought this together. He messes up with you, that means he messes up with me too".

"I don't want you to get hurt because of me Jake". she suddenly cried as she said this. "I can't let him hurt people I love. I just can't.."

Jake smiles and hugs her tightly around his arm. The hall is empty, just two of them are left behind. He kisses her forehead, whispers at her ears.

"I promise you that he cannot touch you as I am here. I promise".

Behind them, Gibson is watching. He slammed hard his fist on the wall, didn't he notice the wall covered with his own blood as he turned and walked back inside the class.

In his rage. Gibson flipped the table, all the papers he collected earlier were scattered on the floor.

Screaming hard and anger took him well. Losing his mind and losing his own control. He cannot take it anymore. Cried. He leaned back on the wall, slowly dropping on the floor.

Let there be a war upon you both!

Gibson staring up at the empty ceiling, like he feels God is watching him defeated and mocking him with laughter.

God damn you!

He breathe heavily. Swore under his breath that Belle and Jake or people they love will regret this. He will rip out their happy ending. Just wait and see what he will do to them.

Moment that minute later. Gibson rose up, dusting his pants. Didn't bother to clean his own mess, he reached the bag and papers on the floor then out of the classroom.

Begin to plan better plans to get what he wants. Belle is he trophies and he will gets it.