Bad Boy Isn’t My Type

I hugged her tightly in my embrace, caressing her short hair.

I knew how it felt. How it feels like getting bullied and degraded into nothing. You bleed from hurt, and you feel like the whole world is covered in darkness.

Bullying was bound to leave deep scars, and immense pain in your mind and soul.

Sometimes severe bullying leads the victim live in a fear, some developing anxiety and many other disorders and it kills them inside and it pushes many victims to suicide.

There were way too many cases like many suicide cases mainly for getting bullied.

I don’t know why are people bullied? What makes people bullies?

Was fear, hopelessness, low self-esteem, and their family background, twisted self-image-all these can be possible consequences of the long-time exposure to bullying????

But why? Don’t they have right to live peacefully just like others do?

She was hiccuping and crying on my arm and I rocked her, caressing her hair. Was her scars too deep than mine that it even led to her develop an anxiety disorder?

Won’t even hesitate to kill her? I bet she has experienced much cruel bullying than me. So is this why she changed her appearance?

” You know…… I feel like I’m a coward, I just ran from there satisfying their obnoxious mind and I couldn’t do nothing to defend myself. I just took in everything hoping everything would end but it didn’t…… ”

” At the end I just had to run away…… I’m just weak and coward who deserves nothing but pain I guess.”

Oh god! I pushed her and looked at her face with distress and tears continuously rolling of her eyes.

“Hey don’t say like that! You’re are very strong girl! What you did was for your good and you should never be ashamed of that.”

” Many forget to decide for themselves and live for themselves. They just keep on living according to others, just to satisfy others, live to their expectations and they clearly know they will never be free and live peacefully.”

” I’m very proud of you that you survived everything and took a brave step to come out of it, it takes guts to leave everything behind and run…… even fighting the disorder on your own. Not all do that…… don’t ever feel low of yourself okay?????” I said sternly and wiped her tears.

” And you don’t worry about anything, we’ll fight it together!! Though I’m kind of timid but I will try my best to fight for you no matter what!” I slammed my chest proudly, fire clearly evident in my eyes and she smiled feebly looking at me melting my heart.

It was for the first time I felt like a superior mother hen. Whom I could say to step behind me, I’ll protect you. I was smiling proudly when suddenly Alex interrupted my thoughts.

” I’m sorry I ruined your mood, the day is ruined because of me. I didn’t mean to ca-”

” AsShhhh…… you didn’t ruin anything. And by the way the day hasn’t ended yet…… we still have time to have fun. I can’t leave you alone because you can’t go back to your house too, you have to wander here and there. I’ll wander with you let’s have fun together!!!”

I chirped out and got up abruptly joyously and pulled her to get up too. I walked merrily towards the cycle and patted the seat.

Being a good friend, I had to make her feel happy in her highs and lows and I ought to protect her no matter what.

” Its my turn to ride the bicycle and you are going to sit beside me!!! Trust me it’s been months since I rode it. Ah…… I miss my village so much !!!” I let out a frustration sigh pouting and she smiled wiping her wet lashes.

Awwww she looks like a cute puppy!!

I got onto the bicycle and tapped the empty seat smiling cheekily and she giggled out.

” Do you even know how to ride it or you’ll make us both fall on a sewer? ” She chuckled out and my smile grew wider seeing her. I was super glad her mood was lifting up.

” Woah…… don’t you dare disrespect Miss Jennie Wilson! I’m a pro in this you know! Nobody would’ve rode bicycle like me! Trust me and hope on!” I boasted proudly and she laughed out sitting on it.

Yes!!!

” Okay! Here we go!!!” I released the break, peddled faster and we went down a steep with a full speed and we squealed with excitement.

We rode across the river side as there was less traffic and cleaner environment.

We ate hot steamed sweetcorns as it was cold and many other street foods chriping and laughing.

I inhaled the air as it clashed into me, as I rode the bicycle and I relaxed after a long time. Alex was eating her french fries and sometimes feeding me too as I peddled.

I was really enjoying the city view in night, many high skyscrapers illuminating bright neon lights on its top.

We walked through the bridge with bicycle on the side and I hopped around as the breeze hit our skin.

I took many photos with her as we ate and across the bridge. I wasn’t much of a selfie girl but I loved making memories who were close to me and Alex was one of them now.

It was very dark now and I looked at the time and it was 8 pm. In an hour Vincent will arrive…… I wasn’t even a mood to go back to Rose’s house.

Who cares…… let’s enjoy for half an hour…… I can go Rose’s house by 8:30……

Yeaaaahh!!!

I rode the bicycle towards the streets and Alex just held onto me, she had her head on my back, wounding her arm on my waist, staying silently.

I didn’t wanted to disturb her and be irritative every time too. I had to treat her delicately as I heard many would go through mood swings in their disorder.

I silently peddled enjoying the air as I rode through the main streets but my eyes widened as my eyes fell onto someone.

Vincent leaning onto his car and to my horror Blake was standing too but in front his Kawasaki bike, helmet on his hand, wearing racer jacket.

It didn’t even take a second for them to notice me too as I was incoming with bicycle. Vincent’s face fell instantly, his eyes widening in shock.

F***!

His eyes narrowed to two menacing slits that cut deep into me and I wobbled out in fear almost loosing my balance.

Uwaaahhhhh!!!!!!

Break……!!! Break!!! Put break Jennie!!!!

Before I could do anything I dashed into the street light pole and crashed into the ground at a few distance from them.

Alex let out a oomph as we both fell down together and I wobbly turned towards her quickly without wasting any time making her get up though I was hissing in pain.

” Alex! Are you alright!???” I shrieked out as I made her get but she chuckled out lightly.

” So miss pro does know how to fall too……” She chuckled out brushing her clothes and I corrected her hair…… but most importantly I was forgetting something.

The hair on my neck stood up, and I couldn’t do anything but turn around them nervously.

Vincent’s fierce eyes reflected anger as he took me in, I was sure he was mad at me, which I was going to be sorry for later.

In a moment his eyes zeroed to Alex and it didn’t even take a second to danger coat his stern face, the ever-present ice in his eyes was outright menacing.

Oh no……!!!

My heart felt like it was going to burst, my breathing becoming more irregular and like icing to the cake, I found Blake’s eyes.

Blake’s face was a mask of surprise and fury and it turned same as Vincent, as he found Alex, his ruthless eyes sizing her up.

Alex picked up the bicycle chucking unaware of the situation and parked it. She dusted my shoulder and my dress with her hand laughing at me since I didn’t bother to brush off in fear as the combination of terror and insanity were in front me.

Vincent’s eyes travelled to Alex’s hand as she brushed me and they were two pits of rage as he glared at it, his body shuddering in immense anger.

I gaped at his tightly-clenched hands which were sporting raw scrapes on his now-white knuckles.

Why does it looks like Déjà vu…… the same tense atmosphere when I came with Hayden for the first time to the race.

The terrorising fact was both Vincent and Blake don’t know Alex is a girl. I was not going to tell also.

It was Alex’s secret and being a friend I ought to protect her secret no matter what, even if I had to die today.

I’ll would never reveal her gender even if they skin me alive today. Alex followed my distressed eyes and it didn’t even take a second for her going pale too.

They stared at us with murder in their eyes, looking like the devil themselves. Alex eyes frozen to Blake as his hand twitched, a dark aura remitting through him.

His icy eyes and the vicious sneer terrified me, increasing my uncontrollable trembling.

His eyes giving us a clear message: you’re dead.

I couldn’t run also with Alex because I was the one who lied and came here and he will definitely interpret the situation wrong too as Alex is a boy in front of him.

Even if I still choose to run away in the moment but sooner or later I have to end up in his nest somehow.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

My running away will worsen his mood and the situation more and chances of me going inside the coffin will increase though.

I swallowed with difficulty, my palms already becoming sweaty as there was no way but wait for the disaster happen.