Samuel raised from his seat, still holding my arm began to drag me out of the canteen. I let him because I don't want to cause a scene. I can't embarrass myself.
He led us to a secluded place. He finally released my hand.
"What did you say?" He asked his jaw tensing as if he is in anger. Maybe, he is really angry.
"To mind your business." I shrugged my shoulders.
"It's my business when you are obsessing over me. Can you just move on already? It's very creepy for me to have someone obsess over me for four years. You may not have a problem with it. But, It's a problem for me. I can't have my Amelia uncomfortable just because of your stupid love. No! Wait! Stupid, Idiotic unrequited love! Can you hear me? I won't even glance at you. Let alone reciprocate your feelings. If you can, Just disappear from here. Just don't come in front of me and my Amelia. A poor middle-class idiot dreaming about marrying a king. Hahaha! Isn't it funny? It's exactly you. You can't even afford to buy clothes worn by a queen. So, How dare you dream to become a queen? You dare to replace my Amelia's Place. " He spitted his words with venom.
"Samuel! Stop! Don't you dare to ...' I am cut off by him.
" What? What will you do? Have you ever looked at your face in a mirror? I doubt you have. If you have, you wouldn't dare to even desire me. And your body, do you even have a shape? Yuck! And your clothes, My servants wear better clothes than you. This is your last warning. Don't trouble me. Don't even dare to show me your face, or else I will ....."
I stopped his words not looking at my teary-eyed expression but my hand which stood near his cheek and dared to smack him loud and clear. But, Before I could lose control of this situation, I lowered my hand.
I sighed and rubbed my hands over my face and took a deep breath to gather my thoughts which told me to kill him, throttle his neck.
Then suddenly, I heard a loud mocking laugh.
" What? Do you want me to believe that you could slap me? You can't even ....." I cut him off.
I moved forward and held his collar and slammed him against the nearest wall which made him hiss. That expression gave me some satisfaction. I pressed my body closer to his body. I held his collar in my left hand and locked him from moving by placing my right hand near him on the wall.
I heard him take a sharp breath.
"What are you doing? How dare you...."He started but I cut off him by placing my right hand on his lip. Its softness threatened to distract me.
"Sshh! Will you ever close your mouth?" I asked in a mocking manner. I again began to open his mouth.
"Nah! Nah!Nah!" I expressed my displeasure by shaking my head.
" And for your information Mr.Samuel Foster, I retracted by hand from slapping you not by fearing you. Hell! Who will be even intimidated by me? Of Course, Not me. As much as I like to slap you, kill you I will not. You are lucky that I hate double standards. If I am a guy, I will be even reported for it. So, I don't want to use the privilege of being a girl."
I then removed my hand from his lips immediately regretting it. I then placed my both hand on either side to block him from escaping. His eyes widened at that. Thanks to my heels, I can match his height.
I moved my face forward lightly touching his nose but keeping a good distance from his lips. I don't want to be a creep really.
"And Mr.Samuel Foster, Now let's go to the part when you killed my soul by your words like a knife," I said lightly tilting my head, careful not to cry anymore not till I complete this drama. He took a sharp breath at my word.
"I am sorry." He said his voice hoarse and thick.
I laughed without a trace of any humor.
"What! Sorry!" I continued my humorless laugh and pretended to wipe fake tears from my eyes with my right hand.
"Stop! I am sorry. Ok! I don't know what I will say when I am in a rage." He said with a pleading expression supporting our position by pressing his hands on the wall,
That hit my spot. My eyes turned into a rage of fire.
" Are you kidding me? Samuel. Rage! You were in rage just because I told you to mind your business!" I yelled at his face letting him meet my rage.
He lowered his face.
I lifted his chin sharply to meet my eyes not letting him escape his consequences. I am sure his chin is in pain. And I am happy.
" Are you a baby? Samuel. If you don't know, let me remind you. You are neither a baby to throw a fit when you are angry nor I am your babysitter." I told him rather harshly. He flinched at my tone.
"Don't be so harsh!" He exclaimed looking angry at me. The nerve of this man to even look at me angry! It really takes some Shamelessness. I will give him that.
"Harsh! Oh Boy! You should be happy that I am still talking civil and not going crazy. And, mind you, It is dust compared to your speech a few minutes ago." I nearly shouted getting really impatient to smack him.