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Chapter 9 - Chapter Nine

THE GUY WHO KILLED MY BOYFRIEND

CHAPTER NINE

"I haaaaaaaattttttttteeeee it! My brain is swelling! I don't know how to solve this!" Frustrations showered my being. I hate Math! I reaaaaallly hate it!

Chelsea come closer to me and asked me what's my problem.

I gave her my book.

"Do you know how to solve it, Chelsea? I've been thinking how to solve it but my brain cells don't know how."

"Is this the reason why you are shouting? Oh, come on Dayne! Don't get defeated by these math problems!"

I smirked.

"Do you have answers already? Let me copy yours, or at least try to explain how to solve it."

"Nah. I didn't bother to answer any of those..."

"What?!?"

Chelsea is unbelievable. She acts like solving math problems is so easy while truth is, her workbook remains blank, with no answers at all.

"Relax! Look, Dayne Jamila... I always have an amazing solution to problems. Watch me."

She suddenly walked towards Dylan then she puts my book on his desk.

"Answer that in five minutes. Say something or else I'll beat you," she said then walked back to me.

I was stunned by her. How did she manage to command Dylan just like that?

After five minutes, Dylan returned my book. Astonished for the nth time around, all the problems have been solved. And the solutions are all completed! Indeed Dylan has great mathematical skills.

"Now stop worrying about our seat work, Dylan already answered it," said Chelsea while copying Dylan's answer on my book. Good thing we don't have a teacher so we can do this thing freely.

"Chelsea, I just wanna ask you something."

"Go ahead unless it's an academic-related topic."

"No. I just wanna ask, are you Dylan's girlfriend?"

I am just curious. She's the only one who could able to do it to Dylan.

She almost choked because of my question.

"Are you okay? Dylan? Hell, no!"

"But seems like he can't say no to you."

"Wait, Jamila, don't tell me you are jealous because you have a crush on him instead."

"NO!!!!"

Chelsea laughed out so hard because of my initial reaction.

"You're so defensive Jamila hahahhaha."

I rolled my eyes.

"I don't like him. And there's no way for me to like him." I seriously said. I just can't like the guy who killed my boyfriend. Doing an act of revenge is the right thing to do than to like him.

"Why?"

"Because he killed my boyfriend."

And I just started telling everything to Chelsea.

"I believe that there's a reason why he did it. Killing someone is a crime. Killing someone is a big sin. And yet, if he was able to do it, maybe there's something behind it. Have you tried talking to Dylan?"

"I do. But he told me that he can't able to answer all the questions running in my head."

"Now what's your plan?"

"Been planning how to do revenge instead. I need some justice."

"You can't win over him if you will hurt him physically. And also you can't have revenge if you will kill him just like how he did to your boyfriend. Look, I have an idea."

Chelsea moved even closer to me.

"Make him fall in love with you."

I want to slap Chelsea because of what she said but I stopped myself.

"Look Dayne Jamila, once Dylan fall in love with you, that's the right time to leave him and say you are just messing up with his life."

"You sure?" Does it make sense?

"I guarantee you. That's one hundred percent super-duper effective! So let us start now?"

"Wait! I haven't told you yes! I didn't say I agreed with your plan."

"Oh come on Dayne, you have to trust me."

"Fine. Fine. Fine. But if you failed, then let us just stop what we are doing. Alright?"

"Deal!"

During the lunch break, Chelsea brought me to the rooftop. She pushed me inside when we were just on the door.

Dylan was already there. He is looking at me.

I bit my lower lip. Psh. How will I say this?

Chelsea brought me here because she wanted me to seek Dylan's one on one tutoring program. I mean, she wanted me to ask Dylan to tutor me since I am not good at Math.

Honestly, I'm embarrassed. Why did I let Chelsea decide with my life? Psh!!!!

"What are you doing here?" asked Dylan. I can see that he is currently playing a mobile game.

"Uhmm... Dylan, can I ask you a favor?" Arggghhhh! Chelsea!!! Why did you push me to do this!?!

"What is it?"

"Can you teach me, please?" AJdhfghgfgshdsah! So embarrassing!

"Teach you what?" he is still playing.

Argh! I can't do this anymore! And besides, looks like Dylan is not interested in what I am saying, so better you better leave Jamila!

"Never mind... I have to go."

I turned my back then ready to leave when suddenly, Dylan grabbed my hand.

I just felt my heartbeat so fast.

Fast that all I can do is to stop and get mesmerized by the strange feeling I am feeling right now.

Seem so magical. But I know it is not right.

"Just tell me what do you want to learn."

"Solving math problems."

I bit my lower lip again. Argghhhh! After this, I don't know if I can still be able to face him.

A few minutes later, Dylan started to teach me. At first, he is so patient but as time passes by, I know he is just holding his temper. But I can't blame him, I can't understand what he's teaching even though he repeats the explanation so many times.

We've decided to continue what we're doing the next day.

I just hope I can still manage to deal with it.