Chapter 14

Minutes passed and I was yet to say a word. Dumbstruck and befuddled, all I did was stare at him with teary eyes. Having to deal with the overwhelming emotions that had let loose inside of me was enough torture. Haunted by the thoughts of Logan was the icing on the cake. Why do I also have to deal with these intent stares and questions that kick-start my heart at a dangerous level? Dear Goddess, this is more than I can handle.

If his brown eyes hadn't taken a dangerous shade, I might not be hyperventilating like I was doing. I was scared to my wits of what he could do to me. His eyes spoke volumes of how much he would love to tear me apart.

My fingers slowly squeezed the note into my palm and I moved my hands to the back away from his sight.

How did he know about the note? He wasn't even in class with the guys. Dear Goddess, but the 'four horsemen ' sure do scary things. Makes me wonder sometimes if they were immortal. Maybe that was their 'supposed' special gifts from the Moon Goddess.

”You do realize what's gonna happen to you when you go into that restroom, right?“ He asked again. This time, he picked his words in such a venomous way. It felt like a warning, that he was growing impatient and needed an answer.

I almost nodded a yes, but I couldn't. His question was misleading and I was caught in an ugly twist. I couldn't think of a perfect reply.

“Master Charles…“ I mumbled, but that was all the words I could say. And right there, I felt the guilt creep in again. I gulped, lowering my head in shame.

“You do, right? You know what's gonna happen,“ He urged on, taking slow steps towards me. I flinched and took quick steps backward, gulping past the insane thumping of my heart. “Then why do you seem so eager to meet him?“

“Because I have to…“ I blurted out, but my conscience pricked me for turning into such a bloody liar. “because…uh…because I can't defy him,“ This much was true. I couldn't defy him, not because he's my Master, not because I dreaded him, but because, strangely, my body was yearning for him and all the things he does to me.

“Are you beginning to love what he does to you?“

“What?“ I blurted out but quickly snapped my mouth shut. I'd sounded so 'caught-in-the-act' and it wasn't good for the situation.

But he caught on. He understood and his brown eyes squinted. “I guess I'm right after all.“

“About…what?“

“About the fact that you're beginning to have feelings for Logan. My God, does that make any sense? Why would you fall in love with someone who hurts you?“

A tear dropped from my eyes at his question. I wasn't sure if what I felt was love, but it was an attraction and was brewing into something stronger. But he was right. Why did it have to be for Logan? He was the monster of my life, my nemesis. How could I ignore the pains he'd subjected me to all these years?

“Weren't you hurt enough? Have you got no pride, no shame? How are you so stupid?!“ He barked.

“I don't love him…“ I said weakly, fighting back my tears. “I don't think what I'm feeling is love.“

“Oh yeah? Then what is it? Sexual attraction? You wanna get fucked?“ His eyes trailed down to my female area and I quickly covered it with my hands. “I bet it's still very tight down there, right?“

“Huh?“ I said, confused by his words. What was tight? My skirt?

“Your pussy,“ He said. “It's very tight, isn't it?“

I shook my head, nodded almost immediately then shook it again. He scoffed at my confused reply and my cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

“You don't even know what that means,“ Charles snorted. “How the hell do you think you could keep up with Logan?“

I was still in a daze at what he meant by me, being tight. I badly wanted to understand his words, every bit of them.

“Fucking look at me!“ He ordered. My eyes trailed up his figure and lingered on his face, refusing to meet his eyes. “Logan loves it hard, fast, rough. I doubt your tight pussy can give him that. You just gonna end up hurting yourself,“

As much as he could freely discuss this kinda stuff, I, on the other hand, was melting from shame.

Prudish as hell, I've lived all my life avoiding talks like these.

“If you wanna get fucked, look around. There are other guys for that job. Don't give into Logan's dark desires. Don't fall for his seductions. You'll regret it, I promise you,“

His warnings have always left me on an edge. And no matter how much I thought about it, I'd never understood why he was affected by this. And he was Logan's best friend and Beta, wasn't he supposed to be on his side? Like every other time they'd ganged up on me. Why does it seem like he's looking out for me now?

He raked his fingers through his pink hair. “I know Logan's pissed that I keep butting in. But I gotta put an end to this before it brings about a catastrophe!“

”Charles?“ A female voice called. We turned around. It was Logan's girlfriend and the three other girls that flocks around her.

They were headed towards us. Charles darted his gaze to them, his lips thinning into a smile.

“Kiera,“ he said, with an outstretched hand. One of the girls came to hold him and she was all smiling. The other two stood behind him, and Victoria stood a few steps away from me.

“You weren't in the homeroom. I thought you wouldn't be coming today,“ The Kiera-girl pouted, placing a firm kiss on his lips.

“I'm sorry,“ Charles husked, snaking his hand around her waist. “Something came up. Had to take care of it.“

I made a mental calculation and the only thing Master Charles had done this morning was to follow my every move with his eyes. I wasn't sure what he'd done after I left though.

“What are you doing with this tramp?“ Victoria asked, disdainfully taking me in with her eyes.

”I'm – I'm really sorry…“ I was apologizing once again for spilling a drink on her. But then I realized I had something else to be sorry about. Logan was her boyfriend, and here I was, running off to go meet him.

“Keep your apology to yourself. I don't need it,“ She hushed me with a slight raise of her hand.

”Babe, what you doing with this piece of trash?“ The girl, Kiera, cooed, caressing Charles' chest.

“Isn't it obvious? We just talking,“ Charles said, casting a scowl my way.

“About what?“

“She works for us. Go figure,“ Charles replied in his laconic way. Trust him not to say much when he doesn't want to.

“C'mon girls, let's get to class.“ Victoria said, “We'll just deal with this piece of trash later,“

“What's that on the floor?“ One of the other two asked. I'd been deep in my musing that I hadn't realized the note in my hand had fallen off.

“Shit!“ I heard Charles mutter.

I rushed for the note but Victoria beat me to it, giving me a hard push that sent me crashing to the floor.

My ribcage came in hard contact with the floor and I feared I might have broken a bone or two.

The girls' giggling filled the hallway.

Victoria unfolded the note, “Use the restroom?“ she read out loud.

I struggled to my feet, refusing to look up. I knew Charles was staring daggers at me and I couldn't risk looking at him.

“Is this like a secret-admirer thing?“ I heard one of them ask. It was neither Kiera nor Victoria, so it had to be one of the other two.

“Who would wanna get involved with a piece of trash?!“ Victoria's gasp echoed in the hallway. She has such a tiny, piercing voice that stings the ears.

“Hey, tramp. Who gave you this?“ Kiera asked, poking my shoulder repeatedly.

With my head bowed, all I could do was pray to the moon Goddess to save me from my dilemma.

Footsteps approached us and a very familiar voice spoke, “What's that?“

Drake asked.

“A note,“ Victoria replied, “I think a certain idiot might be interested in this tramp,“

“A certain idiot, huh?“ Jake chuckled. “Let me see that,“

I guess Victoria gave it to him, couldn't be sure as I wasn't looking at them.

“He sure is an idiot,“ Jake mumbled.

“We gotta find out who he is.“ One of the other girls said.

“Whoever he is, I'm sure he's a freak, just like her!“ Victoria yelled in my face.

“Does it matter who he is?“ Logan asked. His footstep drew nearer and I guess he stopped next to Victoria. Just like every other time he's near me, I was quivering.

“Dude,“ The guys acknowledged his presence.

“Of course, it does, babe. We gotta find out who he is and have him go through the same torture she'll go through. Because just like her, I'm sure he's a piece of trash too,“ Victoria said.

“Let it go. She's stupid and retarded. I doubt any guy would be into her.“ Logan hissed.

“But she got a note…“

“Did she?“ Logan retorted. “Could be a prank, and too bad she fell for it.“

“That's true. Could be a prank. Poor thing, she was so eager to go to the restroom,“ Kiera mocked.

Victoria and the girls let out a loud laugh and I heard them walking away.

I was holding back my sniffing and prayed my tears wouldn't drop to the floor. When I thought I'd been left alone, I looked up.

Charles was still standing in front of me, but he was alone. No Kiera, no Victoria, no Logan, just him.

“I just wanna be sure you understood what just happened. You just a plaything, Omega. Don't put your heart into this. You'll get it crushed,“

With that, he walked away too.

I was sobbing quietly and for the first time, I wasn't mad at them, or fate.

I was mad at myself, for welcoming thoughts of Logan and letting my heart feel what it was feeling, whatever it was.