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“I didn’t hear any complaining about it last night, Saint,” she snaps with an edge in her voice and I know that was meant for me to hear. Her words cut through me like a fucking knife.
Unable to resist, I freeze, coming to a halt right at the end of the hallway before reaching the exit. I slowly look behind me, tears begging to be set free, making my vision blur. I blink rapidly, to be rid of them, and catch Casey glaring triumphantly.
Kai, however, there is an unreadable expression across his face. Guilt, pity, remorse.
I can’t take it anymore and allow my panic to claim its victory. Dropping to my knees, my vision goes black. My body shivers violently as I slam my back into the wall behind me. I hear Casey shriek while Kai curses, just before everything goes silent.
???
“Stella. Stella.”
The soft whisper of his voice echoes in my mind, like a sweet hum lulling me to sleep.
Kai, he’s here, in my dreams again, like he has been since the day I first met him. It was as if I could finally breathe the moment I caught a glimpse of him standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, his light brown hair slightly disheveled, and honeyed hazel eyes focused on mine. They were hardened, demonstrating life had been just as cruel to him as it had been to me, yet there was also this unparalleled gentleness about them. Or maybe that was just when he looked at me.
Nonetheless, they hypnotized me, pulled me toward them, and rendered me obsessed.
“Come on, Dollface, don’t go weak on me. Wake up.” I can hear his voice clearer now, and suddenly I’m afraid this isn’t a dream at all. Fluttering my eyes open, I focus on a dark shadow hovering above me. My head is aching, a shrilling pain digging at my temples, but my eyes focus on the shadow, specs of color suddenly appearing as I make out the sharp edges of his face, now overcome by worry as he tenderly pushes the hair off of my face.
“What happened?” I mumble, my voice low and groggy.
“You passed out Stella. I was barely able to catch you before your head slammed into the ground.”
Of course I passed out. It usually happens right after a panic attack as severe as the one I was having. A lovely side effect of my meds. It’s funny how sometimes the benefits don’t outweigh the potential side effects. Like one of those medicine commercials stating all the potential risks of a medication meant to treat one condition. Dry mouth, dizziness, headache, heart attack, stroke, thoughts of suicide, to name a few.
Looking around the hall, I find Casey has disappeared, leaving Kai and me all alone. She’s probably already run off to tell the entire school about how truly pathetic I am, passing out in the middle of the hallway like some sick idiot. I should expect to be hearing about this for the next few weeks.
“How long did I…”
He interrupts me, helping me sit forward. His fingers grasp my arm, tightening around my wrist, and I can’t help the goosebumps that cover my skin in a blanket of arousal. All he did was hold your hand, Stella, calm the fuck down.What are you going to do when he actually touches you?
As if.
“Only a few minutes. I was going to call for help, but I noticed you were breathing. Figured this might have happened before, and I’m sure you didn’t want the entire school out here hovering over you when you woke up.”
Relief washes over me at the realization nobody else saw me. That's the last thing I need right now. To be worried about yet another reason to worsen my already tarnished reputation. My classmates need no more ammunition to insult me with.
I move to stand, pushing off the floor and steadying myself against the wall behind me. Kai quickly reaches out to me, his hand landing on my hips when my knees buckle forward. “Woah there, slow down Stella. You just passed out.” He reaches his hand out to cup my cheek, trailing his fingers over my skin, making me shiver in response. Okay, now this is more like it. “I need to make sure you’re not hurt, Dollface.”
Closing my eyes, I let myself indulge in the feel of his fingers on me, rough calloused tips rub softly against my sensitive flesh. I hear a soft whimper escape me as his thumb rubs along my bottom lip, slipping back and forth before tugging slightly.
“Fuck, Stella,” he groans, his hands tightening around my waist, but suddenly he releases, pushing me back. I falter back, not yet steady on my own two feet. “I can’t,” he grunts, running a hand through his shaggy hair.
“I’m sorry,” I murmur, unsure of what’s gone wrong. I didn’t mean to stand here begging him to kiss me, practically moaning at the slightest touch he’s given me.God, Stella, you really are fucking pathetic.
Abruptly his hand stops, his gaze coming back to meet mine. “Never apologize for being yourself. You’ve done nothing wrong. I just can’t let myself enjoy touching you like that. No good will come of it.”
I inhale sharply, “But why?” I beg, surprising myself with my bluntness.
He chuckles, probably laughing at my desperation. “The things I’d do to you,” he murmurs, steadily walking toward me, prowling like a mountain lion ready to pounce on a lowly doe. “You wouldn’t survive, Dollface. And I like you too much to break you.”
“Break me,” I whimper, closing the space between us, forgetting for a moment we’re standing in the middle of the school hallway. His arm sneaks around my lower back, his lips coming down and resting against the bridge of my nose. Butterflies flutter helplessly in my stomach, viciously slamming back and forth against the inner lining of my core.
“You want me to break you, Stella, to maim you and devour you in ways you’ve only ever dreamt of?”
I moan in response, leaning further into him, my nipples hard and aching, pressing against his chest. So fucking desperate.
This time he chuckles louder, mocking the look of arousal spread over my face. “You have no idea what you’re asking for, Dollface.” His lips find mine, lightly grazing them before biting down on my chin. I flinch in response. “Boys like me don’t play with fragile dolls like you. There’s no glue strong enough that would put you back together after I’m done with you.”
If only he knew I’m already tearing at the seams. Just as I am about to lean forward and close the space between us, the bell rings and he pulls back.
“See you around, Stella. Take care of yourself. Next time, I won’t be around to catch you.”
The halls around me flood with students rushing out to the dining hall, bumping into me like I’m not even standing here.
God, I hate this fucking place.
