My dear little broccolis

So let's get back, and discover a short story that was written a long time ago. The chapters are short, but I know you will enjoy them a lot.

💚 Cadets 💚

Christian is what people call a problematic teenager. So his parents put him in a military school, specialised in reforming rebellious teenagers. He's been here for two years, and things are going fine ... Until the day, a new cadet arrives.

‼️Rated M - {Out Of Characters/All Human/Alternate Universe}‼️

‼️Lemons/Cuteness/Language/Humour/Family‼️

‼️CG+AS/Jack/The Steeles‼️

Chapter 10: Empty Classroom (1.7K)

No One's PoV

As Ana left the bathroom, she looked around for Simon, just so she could bitch some more about this Godawful school she has been locked in. She still couldn't believe that her parents sent her to the very place where they swore to never send either Jack or her. She knew that she often pushed the limit and that she didn't have the easiest temper in the world, but it wasn't a reason. Both her parents were military, and both of them certainly didn't want their children to go down this path. So what the heck?

But Simon was nowhere to be seen. She figured that he must have gone back to the common hall, too chicken to stay alone in a corridor where he could have met Jack. She rolled her eyes, heading back there when she was suddenly pulled into an empty classroom. Without thinking about if for a second, she brought up her elbow, and punched her assailant in the nose. Then she turned on herself, only to see that her aggressor was Christian, his hand over his nose as his grey eyes were glaring at her.

"What do you want?" She snapped at him, recalling all too well her empty and cold bed in the morning.

She also recalled the way he told her when she saw him at breakfast that they should stop everything because it was getting complicated. He was the one who came to her room in the middle of the night to jump her bones, he was the one fleeing afterwards, and now, he was the one saying it was getting complicated. This was what Ana called 'guy-wussiness'. That typical behaviour when guys pretended to be manly by not assuming what was real. They agreed to casual sex, and when she felt that it was starting to grow into something more and that she let him know, telling him that she liked him, he chickened out. Because guys were all the same in the end: wusses.

"Who was that?" Christian imperially asks, his whole body trembling with anger, to which Ana simply shrugged as she walked toward the door and answered:

"As I said before, Simon is the man of my life. Someone who won't screw me over, unlike some people I know."

At those words, Christian growled, placing himself between Ana and the door, and towering over her with all his glared at him, clearly not happy that he got in her way, and he asked her with anger: "Is he the guy that got your brother here?"

"None of your damn business, Grey. Remember? We're not screwing each other anymore! I don't want to be something 'too complicated' for you," she sarcastically replied, quoting the exact same words he told her in the morning. "Get out of my way, before I break your arm!" She added with a deadly serious threatening tone.

But he did the exact opposite. He took her by the shoulders and kissed her hard on her mouth as he tackled her against the nearest wall. He kissed her with passion, doing his best to make the two of them forget about Simon; and when he made her jump in his arms, he broke their kiss so he could whisper in her ear:

"If the complicated means that Simon is out of the picture, I'll take the complicated without a single hesitation."

And as he said those words, he started kissing Ana's neck, nibbling the exact spot he knew she was the most sensible she slightly moaned to him and slightly bucked her hips to his pelvic bone, Christian held her waist tighter and let himself fall in that dangerous passion he had desperately tried to avoid earlier in the morning.

He knew that anyone could enter at any given moment, he knew that he shouldn't play with fire like that; but at that moment, all he could think about was Ana and how he didn't like feeling like she was slipping away. Especially to that Simon. Christian didn't like the smile that guy brought to Ana's lips, he didn't like the confidence she suddenly had when she was around that guy, and most importantly, he didn't like that she would call that … rat the man of her life. And even now, as he was kissing Ana, the both of them burning with obvious desire, Christian couldn't help but feel angry against that Simon rat.

With urgency, he pressed his body against Ana's, his hands travelling beneath her shirt as his mouth was doing its best to dominate hers; and Ana eagerly responded to him, moaning every time he ground against her when she suddenly realised that she was being the fool messed around. She abruptly broke their kiss, panting like a mad dog, all the while accusing Christian:

"You're such a kid! I tell you that I like you, and you throw me away like an old sock. And then, you get jealous that your toy is no longer yours, and you throw a tantrum at me!"

Christian blinked a little, slowly registering what Ana was telling her before he asked: "I think I'd remember you telling me that you like me."

"Pfff, Christian, please! Don't play stupid with me. I told you that on that roof during that lame war simulation. And I thought that was why you came to my room, yesterday night. But I was clearly mistaking."

"How do you want me to know when you're being serious?!" He cried out. "You always mess with everyone's mind. You always say things that you aren't really thinking, scheming as if you were Littlefinger! I never know when you're serious or not!" He accused, making Ana plant her blue eyes into his grey eyes, her arms crossed over her chest as she declared:

"Well, in that case… I like you, Christian Grey, do you like me back?"

For a moment, Christian didn't say a single word, taken aback by her sudden bluntness, but also not sure of his feelings on that matter. Did he like Ana? Or did he like the thrill that being with her gave him? And as he was trying to find an answer, he reasoned himself, thinking that he wouldn't be so annoyed by that Simon if he didn't like Ana to begin with.

Ana sighed, taking his silence for the answer she needed, and started removing herself from the human cage he was to her when he took her chin and forced her to look at him as he whispered: "I do." Then he leaned to kiss her.

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Still No One's PoV.

Jack walked from empty classroom to empty classroom, looking for his sister who's been missing for almost half an hour. Their mother said that Ana seemed a little blue and that maybe she ought to take her back home with her, after all. But Jack knew that their father would do his best to prevent that from happening. Sure, he wanted to reform Ana and make her stop acting so recklessly, but most importantly, he wanted to spend some time with his daughter, no matter how little. Because he was a papa bear, no matter how much he liked to deny it.

As he opened the English classroom, Jack was starting to ask himself if Ana wasn't on the rooftop since she liked heights so much; but there he found her, passionately making out with Christian, the two of them stopping abruptly their display of horror to look at Jack with shock.

Jack barely acknowledged his wee sister, all his rage directed toward Christian and his betrayal. Calmly, and dangerously, he closed the door. If he was going to kill Christian, it would be better if he didn't have any witnesses.

"You're dead, Grey," Jack said with a voice incredibly calm compared to the state he was in.

Christian swallowed with difficulty, feeling a sudden chill in the room, and not even aware that Ana was still in his arms.

"You better take your hands off my sister, right now!" Jack growled, his eyes shooting daggers at Christian; and Ana seemed to be the first one to snap out from her state of shock as she snapped back:

"Get out, Jack. You have no business here!"

"Sure, I'll go. So you can get molested by mister traitor, here?" Jack snapped back with anger, finally setting free his rage; and before any of them could register anything, hon had Christian pinned against the same wall Ana and he was making out a few seconds ago.

"Jack! I swear I'll—"

"You better not pull anything on me, Ana! Your little mind games won't work on me this time! For how long has he been sneaking out in my back? For as long as he's been gay?" Jack growled, his eyes almost popping out of their orbits; and this was when Christian finally decided to plead his cause:

"It's not what you think, Jack. I swe—"

But Christian never got the chance to finish his sentence for Jack punched his face right in the nose. Then, before Christian could do anything, Jack threw him on the floor and kicked him senseless, blinded by rage and betrayal.

Suddenly, Jack felt Ana kick him in the kneecap, bringing him down to his knees; but as soon as he was on the floor, Jack resumed his assault on Christian who still didn't do a single thing to fight back to Jack's greatest annoyance.

He was about to punch him hard in the face when Ana slapped him hard; and the door opened at this very moment, revealing the Major and his wife.

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Your thoughts and opinions are always welcomed

Ohlala, hell is breaking loose...

What do you think will happen next with the Major and his wife? What about Christian, and the way he handled things? Well, let me know what you think.

‼️ Anyway, EL James owns the names of the characters from the Fifty Shades franchise, everything else is mine ‼️

Love, Mina 💚💚💚