Chapter 3

Two Months. The days which made my life hell. Just because of supporting my another best friend. He bullied me until Xavier came to my rescue. Just a few moments ago I was warned not to mess with him.

The situation simply meant to never mess. It was a risk. It still is. I was afraid of making him know how many mistakes he is commiting in the form of sins. There's this strange feeling which builds up in me to change him into a good person. But I can't because he has already set an ego of his reputation. The Bad Boy Of Liberty High.

While the other part of me wants to forget about all the obstacles that he'll put me into and focus on trying to make him realize that whatever he's doing in not right. But, Let me remind myself once again. Let's not mess with him.

But he makes people suffer so much. As much as I would love to make him suffer the same hatred and pain which he makes other people suffer, I can't, because I can't be him.

No matter how I try to be brave in front of him from the outside I am a fragile personality from inside who can never defeat him. So let me stick to that. I was distracted in my first class of the day and I was already giving up to stay attentive.

The teacher bragged about his literature skills and expects us to become like him, which is impossible. Why? Because everybody is different. Duh.

I couldn't stop myself from looking at the front of the class. Only the front. Because I knew someone was staring at me. Literally, staring, shamelessly. Ashton. Till date I do not understand why he gives me those looks which makes me feel uncomfortable.

As the bell rang, I hurriedly exited the class without looking anywhere. I was done. I was walking towards my locker when someone's hand grabbed my arm and pushed me towards the lockers. My back banged roughly against the metal.

"Ow" My voice was hardly audible as I felt so much pain. I had my eyes closed. Tightly. "Warning you for the last time, if I see you once again around me, I'll chase you everywhere, and make you suffer." He said those words with so much anger mixed with frustration. "Whats your problem?" I asked him slowly as I didn't wanted to cause a scene. Peace. Was all I needed. "You." With that he pushed me once again harsly against the locker and left me there with eveyrybody smirking and whispering about the situation.

I quickly turned towards the washroom. Entering, I broke down, I blamed myself from being so weak and speaking to him on the first place. I wanted to become the tough me again, like before, but I couldn't, because he already made me weak.

Looking at my image on the mirror with no one around because of the classes. I wasn't going to have his nonsense anymore. Be it his warnings or threads I'll not be that delicate personality anymore. No more of fearing Ashton Walker, Again. I'll prove myself to him. Make him regret his mistakes. I've made my decision. I'll make him suffer. Just like how he makes others suffer.

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