Chapter 8: Messed Up Destiny

Melissa's POV.

Was I really destined never to have peace in my life? As I took slow steps away from this weird-looking student who was going to attack me with a bat, lots of exhausting thoughts kept running through my mind.

Just when I thought I had figured it out and I had found something that would help me get out of all my pains and struggles of the past, I come here and still have to struggle again. This wasn't what I bargained for; I wanted to study, and that was why I came here.

"What is it? "What do you want?" I asked him, keeping my voice calm not to sound rude and hasten his attack.

"What is your name? Oh, I remember, Melissa. You have no idea what you are getting into, do you? I mean, the entire school now has one enemy, and that enemy is you. Out there you treat our king the way you did?"

All of his questions sounded strange to me, and at that point it hit me: he wasn't here to attack me because I had done anything wrong to him or all the other students who attacked me; it was all because of Lex.

"I didn't do anything to him; he was the one that tried to hurt me."

My shaky voice cried out with an obvious tone of fear.

"He didn't do anything to you; he doesn't try to do anything, he just does it, and if he actually wanted to hurt you, he would have hurt you, but you do not seem like someone who was hurt."

"What are you talking about? Is that how much he has brainwashed all of you? He tried to strangle me all because I asked him to apologise to the lady he humiliated on the first floor that morning."

As I tried to explain this, he was already taking faster steps towards me, and I knew that I could not explain anymore. I held on to my bag, darting my eyes around the corners of the classroom as I sighted the second door at the right end of the classroom.

I pushed a locker in front of him and took to my heels, trying to escape through the door, but just as my legs stepped outside the door, I met face to face with two other students who were obviously partners of his, as they grabbed me, forcing me to kneel to the floor.

"No no, please let me go. I didn't do anything wrong; I only tried to help that girl."

I begged, looking up at their faces, and I noticed that one of them was the same chubby boy who was munching something in his mouth on the first day I arrived here.

"You should have just minded your business, but you decided to interfere in matters that do not concern you, and now you have to pay."

The same boy said to me in a manner that irritated me so much as I pushed him away from myself while the others kicked me.

I fell to the ground; the pain in my body had increased in a second.

"Please stop; I cannot take this anymore."

I cried there on the floor, but they wouldn't stop; they kept kicking me in turns, and I could almost feel myself passing out. In the next minute one of them grabbed my hair, yanking me off from the ground as he made me kneel down again.

"Please stop this. I will do anything you say; just stop hitting me," I pleaded as one of them kicked me from the back, making me fall with my face to the ground again.

"We are just getting started with you, Melissa, and by the time we are done with you, we hope that we are going to make our King very proud of us," the chubby boy confessed.

"You're out of your minds, all of you; in fact, the entire school, you're all out of your minds to think that that devil could be a king. He might be your king, but he is not mine. To me, he is a very irresponsible and ill-mannered person."

I said this, moving my gaze from one of them to the other as I looked them in the eyes and cursed at their king. I knew exactly what that would come with, but what have they not done to me already?

"She's still trying to be brave," the chubby boy said to the others as they all burst into laughter.

"Do you really think this is a time to try to be brave and fearless? Right now you're supposed to be pleading for your life because we have not done half of the assignment that the King sent us to do."

The pride with which they spoke, the confidence they had in their king – I had never seen anyone so proud of doing evil and following a foolish person as a leader like they were.

"Well, you can go ahead and tell your king that no matter what he does to me, he can never break me. Tell him that he can try all he wants, but at the end of it all, he is going to pay for the evil that he has done, and I will see to that myself."

For a moment I could see the shock on their faces as I said that. They were all glancing at each other in surprise; they never expected anyone to talk about their king the way I did, and that was my first step to winning. I needed to let them know that he was nothing but a pathetic fool who was doing all of this to cover his murder attempt.

"Guys, what are you waiting for? Take her, take her away," the first guy who attacked me with a bat commanded.

The rest of them came rushing to me, grabbing my arms as they dragged me through the hallway.

"Let go, let go of me. Where the heck are you taking me, you fools?"