The day went on and news about Von's arrest spread like wildfire. That's because the media is always hungry to cover rich men and their crimes. My classmates were talking about him too and were looking for Nikki to get more information, but she skipped class for today.
My classmates pestered me with questions instead, assuming I know something.
"Did you guys know about that?" Cyan asked, craning her neck towards me just like the rest of our classmates.
I sighed heavily and shook my head. "Do you think we'll let Von keep his ex knowing that Nikki is his current girlfriend? That's pure evil," I replied.
"So, who's the girl? Of course, it's confidential so it wasn't revealed in the news but do you guys know her?"
"Nope."
I put my earphones on and rested my head against the wall to stop them from asking for questions. The media will gladly update them until Von receives his jail time anyway. A sting travelled from the back of my head down to my spine. My head hurts like hell and I can't move my neck properly. Anton's face flashed in my mind, I wish I could kill him with my bare hands.
I heard a noise on my right, like someone adjusted the seat beside me, so I opened my eyes and saw Dwight gawking. He wasn't present when Anton tried to touch me so I'm not sure if he knows or not.
"I didn't know that Von could do that," he muttered.
I sighed and closed my eyes. "It must be why it was easy for him to knock me with a bottle... Because he already stabbed someone and pushed her off the stairs."
"How did you find out?"
I didn't bother to respond but I jerked when I felt his finger gently wiping on my nose. Why do men can't fucking keep their hands to themselves? I glared at him. "The fuck is your problem?" I asked in a suppressed voice.
"What happened to you?"
I rolled my eyes and rested my head on the wall again, staring at the blank whiteboard.
"Anton tried to touch me. That bastard is a rapist."
"What?!"
Our classmates turned to us so I just shut my mouth and closed my eyes. I finished three classes for this afternoon without Nikki and the others and it just made the situation more intriguing for my classmates because some of them really think that we are aware of Von's crimes.
How I wish I knew earlier.
I was walking down the hallway when Anton and Dwight showed up. The students around stared at them as they both had bruises on their faces. What the hell? I looked at them from head to toe and walked past them but someone's arm grabbed me so I jolted and stepped back.
I shivered but kept a straight face as I glared at Anton. "What do you want?"
"I'm sorry. I was—Von blackmailed me. I had no choice."
"So you think it was better to do that to me?"
He gently shook his head. "No. I'm sorry."
I don't feel like wasting more energy looking at this imbecile so I walked away. My body is shaking and I think I'm gonna pass out anytime.
"Ginny, wait."
Dwight followed me to the stairs. I stopped walking so the students were quick to throw a glance at us. With arms crossed, I faced him. "Look, Dwight. Do you wanna be a fucking superhero? I don't need you going around avenging me. 'Cos this cannot compensate for what you've done to Hunter."
"The kid's on life support. He's gonna die anyway."
"But it's not your decision when! It should be Don's because he's the father, for fuck's sake!"
His mouth hung open like he was just given the most eye-opening fact. "But I'm trying to make it up to you. I didn't like what the others did to you that night. I can't do anything—"
"Liar. You're not limp. You should've at least tried to stop them, but I haven't even heard a word from you. You consented to my death."
"I'm sorry."
"It's useless."
I walked away as my memories from that night came flooding. When I got home, I ended up staring at my pictures with Nikki posted on the fridge's door. I truly value my friendship with them, maybe that's why it hurt so much. It isn't true that your friends will never betray you, in fact, they are the first ones who might, because betrayal never comes from your enemies but from the people you trust.
"Diana, clean this up, then you can rest. Goodnight."
I stood up and went to my room. Disgust consumed me as I stared at the bubbles in my tub, recalling what happened earlier. If I didn't manage to fight, Anton would've been able to do it, with the consent of my own friends. I bit my lower lip as my chest pounded in pain. The warm water wasn't able to soothe me as I shivered in fear.
Not even a half an hour had passed after I went to bed when I already dozed off, but my sleep was interrupted by a noise on the balcony. The glass door was covered with curtains so I can't see if someone was outside. I was able to hear the noise so it's possible that someone managed to come up here.
There was a clunk on the glass door I sat up. My heart raced as I stared at the steady curtains. Someone's trying to get in.
I stood up and took my phone on my study table. A gasp escaped from my lips when I heard the door slide, making the room colder because of the wind. The surroundings went silent as I stared at the curtain.
"Who's there?" I asked, stammering.
Someone swayed the curtain and I held my breath in shock. My mouth hung open when I saw who it was and fell straight on the floor. The tears that I've tried to suppress since this morning, trickled down my cheeks like a wild waterfall.
Hugo walked up to me and sat on his heels, holding me in my arms.
"You... scared me!" I exclaimed.
"I'm sorry."
He pulled me for a hug so I cried in his arms as my body felt all the pain that I've been ignoring. I didn't realize how much I needed him until he showed up. His arms felt so warm as I cried my heart out. I even got his black shirt wet from all the tears I've shed.
"Shh..." He lifted me and we sat on the bed as I laid in his chest. "You look exhausted... and scared," he whispered.
I bit my lower lip. "I'm fine now."
"I learned what happened to Von."
I sighed and nodded, boring my face deeper into his chest.
"But that alone won't exhaust you," he continued. "What else happened today?"
I looked up to him and smiled. "Nothing."
He furrowed his brows and I took my time watching his beautiful eyes until he gently caressed my neck. "Who did this to you?"
I blinked when I realized that Von left a bruise on my neck. It just showed up after I took a shower.
"I don't want to talk about it," I answered.
"We need to talk about that, someone hurt you—"
I reached for his nape so I could kiss him. Anton cannot ruin this night. That bastard will get what he deserves.
Our deep breaths sounded like music to my ears as he tried to deepen our kiss. If falling in love with a stranger sounds pathetic... then yes, I must be pathetic. But I will never be ashamed of feeling this way, because my heart may have failed me many times, but it never lied.
"I love you," I whispered.
He stopped, staring at me as he smiled. "And I love you more."
Maybe I will regret this. Maybe he's not the one for me. I have so many uncertainties but I won't choose them over what I have now. As long as I have him, then I will fight for him. I will fight for us.
His kisses went down to my neck, touching me in ways I couldn't explain. With his lips on mine and his fingers on my skin, I felt safe, I felt protected. He caressed my back and slowly untied my satin robe.
He positioned himself on top of me and bowed his head to kiss my shoulder as he slowly took my robe off. His lips went to my chest and down to my breast. I let out a soft moan as he gently bit the tip of my boob and pinched the other. His warm touch and kisses sent me shivers but I was too indulged in pleasure to make him stop.
I ran my fingers through his hair but he caught my wrists. "Don't. I might lose all the gentle," he whispered.
A smile made its way onto my lips as I chuckled softly. He bit his lips and kissed me again, a little hungrier this time.
His hands went down to my bum, gently squeezing it. My lips were sealed with his so I moaned in his mouth as his fingers reached my throbbing folds.
"Hugo.."
"Hmm, say my name again."
He played with my folds and I promptly bent backwards, my hands gripping on the sheet.
"Damn, Hugo.."
Licking his lips, he locked his eyes on me and gently inserted a finger in my opening. I moaned in pleasure as his fingers did wonders on me.
"God, you're making me crazy with that voice," he whispered, sitting straight.
He harshly took his shirt off and bent forward to kiss my inner thighs. His fingers went back to my folds, stroking in and out and I can't help but to moan in each thrust. It felt like I was being taken to paradise. His tongue reached for my clit so I craned my chest upward, letting all the ecstasy consume me.
"Ahh..."
The feeling was both different and addicting as his tongue did its magic. I tried not making too much noise and was left gasping for air like a mad woman getting crazy over a hot dude's touch. His lips and fingers moved simultaneously so I covered my mouth with my palm as my body enjoyed the foreplay.
His licks made sounds that my ears loved to hear. I bit my lip when he inserted another finger and it was both painful and pleasant.
"Your lips will bleed if you keep doing that, let me help you," he whispered.
Then he kissed me again as he brought me sensations I have never felt before. His other hand fondled on my left boob and with that, he's all over me. A moan escaped from my lips when he thrusted his finger deeper.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"No, don't stop. Please."
He smiled and kissed me on my forehead. He went on for a few thrust of his fingers until a warm liquid seeped between my legs.
"You're ready."
We continued kissing then I heard the noise of his belt and felt his hard member on my inner thigh. He rested his elbow beside my head as his other hand parted my legs.
"Still up for this?" he asked.
"Yes."
He kissed me again and slowly, I felt him penetrating me. I groaned in pain but he sealed my lips with his as he held me steadily on my hip.
"Ugh..." He groaned in my ear, making me go crazy over his hoarse voice.
I gripped on his toned arms so he stopped moving, waiting for me to get used to our position. He kissed me on my forehead down to my nose and lips. I kissed him back, harder.
"Does it hurt less now?" he asked.
I smiled and licked my lower lip in anticipation. He smiled too as he stared at my lips. "You're making me crazy."
He started moving gently, groaning in each thrust and went faster until I found myself moaning in his mouth. The sound of our skin echoed in the room as pleasure took over me. He kneeled straight and spread my legs higher, and there I saw his perfectly toned body.
"You're so beautiful, Ginny. Do you know that?"
He rested his palm on the bed's headboard as the other gently held me on my hip and started moving again. My breasts jiggled harshly with his movements and it was not long after until a cramp made its way into my lower abdomen.
"I'm coming..."
He bent forward and kissed me hungrily. "Me too."
His penetrations went faster and in one deep and slow thrust, I felt my liquid seep again followed by his thick and warm release on my thigh.
I gasped deeply, watching him pull a hand towel on the bedside table. He wiped his release off my skin and laid beside me, pulling the blanket. I rested my head on his arm and as he kissed me on my forehead.
"I love you," he whispered.
I smiled and reached for his lips. "I love you too."
It was a long and tiring day but getting to end each day with him is something I'm looking forward to from now on. I am happy when I'm with him. Us being together could be weird, but this is also the best choice that I made.
I passed out and woke up with my robe on. The sound of the heater made me smile, delighted as how Hugo shows that he cares.
He wasn't beside me so I sat up straight and there I saw him standing shirtless by the glass door. Even the cuts in his back are in the right places.
"That's not a one-way mirror," I said.
He turned to me and smiled. I tucked my hair behind my ear as my cheeks heated up. He walked up to me and bore his right knee onto the bed to kiss me.
"I have to leave," he declared.
I looked for his shirt and watched him put it on like an expert clothing model but before I could smile, he bent forward again to kiss me on my cheeks. His lips went down to neck and I jolted when I felt his finger on my skin, he touched my bruise.
"I still want to know who did this to you."
I took his hand and gently smiled. "It doesn't hurt that much now."
"What's his name?" he asked.
"He's just a schoolmate–"
"What's his name, Ginny?"
I sighed and licked my lower lip. "Anthony Dalton."
He looked away, clenching his jaw. I bit my lower lip when threat and annoyance were plastered all over his face like a warning.