Raine Aksenov
Oeillet de règne Académie: Dormitory
6:32 P.M.
With toothbrush in my hand, I stared at the mirror, examining the bite and kiss marks on my neck. I was just supposed to pick up my toothbrush, but the red patch on my skin made me feel disgusted about myself. I dropped the toothbrush and it made a clinking sound.
"I have to take this to the laundry shack tomorrow," I sighed and folded the beautiful dress before putting it in a paper bag, tossing it on my bed before coming back inside the classroom.
Removing my underwear, I felt the cozy feeling of my costume slowly leaving my body. My heels felt cold when I stepped inside the shower cubicle. The droplets of water from the shower slid down my skin like paint dripping down the surface of a cloth canvas. I don't know why, but I cried.
I cried so hard that the water can't keep up with my tears. My knees trembled so much that I needed to support myself by leaning my back against the wall.
Looking down, I saw my scarred body. All the memories came back, Saccharide's mad face aroused me more than anything. I'm not crying because I remembered the pain, my tears fell from my eyes because I miss the pain.
Saccharide made me a masochist, but I can't tell him that I desired to get pleasure from the pain. Not with this situation and not ever. My fantasies came to a halt when I heard my phone ringing from outside the cubicle.
My wet hands clumsily answered the call, my lips quivered from the cold and my recent crying, "He- Hello Sir..."
Hearing the gentle and soft voice of Romien, I relaxed my tensed shoulders and chest before carefully wrapping my naked body with the fluffy towel hanging by the door. Trying my best not to drop my phone which was sandwiched between my right ear and shoulder, I continued talking to him.
"Klavier and Racquel?" I asked loudly while pulling up my black underwear up my thighs, "Drunk?!"
Romien sounded very desperate to be separated from both Racquel and Klavier, considering what happened between him and Racquel on the clinic bed.
I could hear both of them begging Romien to touch them, but Romien stayed calm and requested me to take care of them with him.
"Well, I suppose I could, but-" I agreed and finished wearing my oversized shirt, "No. Please don't worry about Saccharide! I'll convince him to drive both of them home."
"I'm still waiting for him, but yeah, I'll handle them..." I reassured Romien and brushed my hair in front of the mirror in my room.
He thanked me, but then a loud crash was heard from the phone so, I stopped in my tracks before laughing when I heard my two best friends' drunk slurs.
Klavier mentioned something about rubbing his own genital in a cup because he really wanted to let out while Racquel whimpered on the phone before complaining to me that Romien doesn't want to do the dirty with her.
"Se-sex? I'll make coffee. Just keep them entertained for me, Romien," I giggled and ended the call before putting my phone inside the pocket of my denim shorts.
Smiling at the mirror-like nothing happened, I frowned again when one of the kiss marks on my neck was visible. Thinking out loud, I started shouting the concealer's brand name Racquel gave me on my last birthday.
"I'm sorry, Saccharide... but I really need to hide these..." I muttered when the concealer perfectly matched my skin tone and eradicated any kiss marks from my chest, shoulders, and neck.
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Third Person
Oeillet de règne Académie: Garden
6:48 P.M.
Her feet were trying their best to strive for the faculty faster, but the closer she gets to the office, the closer she gets to passing the garden that was dear to her heart. She stopped and stared at the yellow tape surrounding the entrance.
If she could rip those off and plant more carnations in the damp soil, she could have done so.
But she wasn't allowed to.
In her mind, she should be thankful that the other building near the garden was given mercy by the person who did this. The girl was about to turn right when she heard metal being scratched.
Under the moon's light, a tall figure appeared like a cat sitting on top of the burnt gate; the figure clicked his tongue before saying in a soft voice, "Such a waste..."
A little bit startled, she softly gasped before recognizing the distinguished white mop of hair. She watched as the figure hang upside down on the top of the gate, using only his legs for support. The boy gracefully shifted his body to twirl on the gate's left side where he wrapped his legs and arms for support.
"Blood Shed, please get down from there. It's burnt metal, it could easily break and- " the worried female warned and offered the boy a hand to hold while getting down from the metal pole.
The boy refused, "Don't worry, Aksenov... I'm good with metal especially-" and continued snaking his body on the pole like the vines which were initially wrapped there for aesthetic.
"-metal poles," grinned Blood Shed.
The girl watched in awe when he effortlessly brought himself up on the top of the gate. He remained before looking down on the waiting female; he felt that she already knows that she was the reason he paid a little visit.
"I'm impressed that you didn't ask what my name is," the white-haired male snickered, "It's usually like that when someone strange is in the shadows, girls are like, 'who- who are you?' but surprisingly, you did not."
He imitated the girl's voice flawlessly before jumping down on the ground to get a better view of the girl's unconcerned face.
"Well, I know your name so, I won't bother asking," declared Raine before tucking her messy side bangs on the back of her right ear.
Blood Shed crossed his arms and said, "I didn't know you're a little diva when Saccharide's not present."
"I'm sorry. I just don't know how to talk to you," the girl apologized before avoiding his observing red ores for eyes.
"So far, you never said anything cliche for me," he confessed and smiled, "You're doing great. Keep it going!"
It was very awkward between them, but the girl started the conversation but didn't plan to get a piece of very unexpected information from the boy right away, "You came here for me. What did you-"
Blood Shed turned around to throw a gaze at the gloomy forest behind him before turning to the girl to deliver a message, "Great garden, ey? Too bad it was all burned up by your teacher."
It was the literal definition of straight- forward lips...
...
Dumbfounded by the last part of his sentence, the girl tilted her head to the side and asked, "Pardon?"
Blood Shed laughed at the girl's reaction and repeated it for the girl's absorption, "Oh, I'm saying that it was your teacher who started the fire!"
Raine was not having it and lowered her head to hide the disturbing expression on her pale face before whispering, "Please don't mess with me..."
If this is a prank, It's not funny...
"I don't believe you. It's not like Sir Broshe can do that," she muttered.
She turned to the side and refused to take any more lies from the white haired teen. The girl could not help but scream when a hand covered her mouth; her body was pulled, only to be pushed against the wall by the incredibly strong boy.
"And you're a girl who looks so innocent, but then there's your dark passage in the 4th Cemetery," whispered Blood Shed before pressing his body, putting more force unto the smaller figure with his hands still on her mouth.
"What? Shocked?" he snickered when he looked over at the girl's widened eyes. He can feel the breathing of the girl became unsteady and her heartbeat raced like a horse.
How could he?
He couldn't.
But he managed to find out the secret buried feet down below the ground.
The boy reassured the frightened female, "Don't worry, I won't tell that juicy gossip. I'm keeping it so, I have my advance speech once you two get married."
'Wet...' The boy thought when he felt droplets of water sprinkling down his hand. He sighed and released his plastered palm away from the girl's face, "I'm not here to ruin your relationship with Saccharide so, take my information or leave it!"
Touching her shoulders, the girl flinched but did not retaliate. The male rolled his eyes from all the drama and turned the girl around.
"Wow-" he whistled.
And damn!
"I made you cry..."
He did not expect to enjoy watching this girl cry, but she gives off something that he couldn't understand. She was hurt, but she seems to enjoy the thrill and shock he gave her. Even though she's crying, she's waiting for more.
But he did not come for this...
"I could have easily said this information directly at him, but he'll go insane." Blood Shed explained and let the crying female wipe her tears with the back of her hand.
"If he kills that teacher, it will affect your wholesome relationship."
Blood Shed waited for a confirmation from the girl, but all she did was stare at him with big auburn eyes. He waited for a few more moments and got bored by their blinking contest so, he scratched his scalp before waving his hand in front of Raine.
"Ugh! Just be a good girl... Pretend that you didn't talk to me and that do not know me..." He waved goodbye after patting her head a little bit forceful.
His body was ready to go when the girl suddenly blurted out words, "Sir Edward was the imposter Nightmare was talking about..."
Her eyes hardened as her eyebrows brought themselves together before delivering her point to the stunned male, "I don't believe the both of you..."
Blood Shed asked, not wiping his cocky ass smile off his face, "He talked to you?"
The girl fidgeted her fingers while explaining, "He ca- called the other day and warned me just like you bu- but he didn't say who it was because he said I won't believe him anyway."
"Yeah, he was right..." the boy said and turned around, waving his hands good-bye, "I'm going now. I've done my part!"
'Should she ask?' she thought, but it was all too late when her mouth blurted out the letters to form his name, "Blood Shed!"
The boy did not stop walking, completely making the girl make a fool out of herself. By now, she should have let the boy leave and she would have been keeping her dignity, but she just couldn't permit it.
She ran up to him and held his hand without permission, "Come with me..."
Shocked by the female's action, he fell silent and let the girl lead him to another location. When he got his consciousness back to process, he spoke, "Actually, I got something..."
But he stopped, feeling too bored to speak, "- never mind!"
He watched as the girl whip out her phone from her shorts and dialed a contact number, "Romien, still there? Yeah, something came up," she rapped the verse, "Could you just escort them to my dorm? I owe you big time..."