Chapter 50

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"You aren't doing it on the right place, I'll do it myself." I whined, as I sat on the stool, in the infirmary, as Cole tried comforting my now swollen cheek, with an ice bag.

The bed in the infirmary was occupied by a junior, who was sleeping.

Like, if you want to sleep, you home.

I winced, as I told Cole  not to press hard.

"Get up." He said, and I raised an eyebrow.

He was being his moody self.

He was being cold, closed off, and rude to everyone after that Sam slapping me incident.

In fact, he was the one, who got Sam a detention, by telling what she did to Mr. Harts, when the teacher asked.

"I said get up." He said, rudely.

What the fuck was wrong with him?

He sighed.

"Why?" I asked him.

"Just get up, Xandra."

I sighed as I finally stood up for that stool.

As soon as I stepped aside, Cole sat on that stool, before pulling me into his lap.

I was straddling him. I gulped, as Cole placed the the ice bag on my cheek.

I am at a loss of words. He could've said so.

"Feeling better?" He faintly asked me, and I dumbly nodded.

I could feel his other hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me a bit closer to him.

My brown eyes met his green ones, as I felt his minty breath on my cheek.

I bit my lips, unable to think of anything.

He stared down at my lips, before looking back at me.

I was paralysed.

He slowly cupped my face with both of his hands, as I took a hold of his shirt in my fist.

I stared into his deep green eyes, as his expensive cologne filled my nostrils.

His green eyes, kind of reminded me of nature.

And nature is beautiful.

His eyelashes were long, complementing his tanned skin.

He slowly made a move, by tilting my head a little, and capturing my lips into his.

His pink, soft lips, moved slowly against mine.

For a moment, I didn't do anything, before coming into my senses and kissing him back.

This kiss was a bliss, as though it was comforting. Not the demanding kind which shows that he wasn't needy.

This kiss showed me that there are things other than lust, like love and  affection.

The infirmary door burst open, but I couldn't give a damn.

I was busy savouring Cole's lips.

They tasted like green apples.

My hands left his shirt, as I ran a hand through his soft brown hair, tugging them a little.

Cole grunted a little, as his hands left my face.

I felt one of his hand, on my waist, pulling me closer, if that was possible.

His other hand was in my hair, tangling them.

Our little moment of joy ended when I felt someone grab my arm forcefully before pulling me away from Cole.

What the fuck?

All of a sudden, I was ripped out of Cole's lap, who looked as shocked as me.

I turned around, only to face James.

He didn't spare a glance at me, as he punched Cole in the face.

Cole reacted fast, by tilting his head, and closely missing the punch.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Cole yelled, as he stood up, only to save himself from another punch.

"She is mine. I told you to stay away from her." James said, gritting his teeth.

I stood there watching, as Cole and James got into a fight.

All because of me.

I noticed, Cole wasn't punching James back. He was just defending himself.

He took a moment to look at me, only to get hit on his left cheek with James' fist.

My eyes welled up, as I saw Cole's nose bleeding.

"Guys stop fighting." I said, weakly.

"Stay the fuck out of this." Both of them said, in a unison.

I bit my lips, trying not to cry.

I remember what Cole told me about James.

James could'nt stop beating the hell out of Christian, in the end killing him.

"Antony please stop them." I pleaded as Antony hurriedly entered the room.

He nodded at me.

"I'll try. Just stop crying." He reassured me, as he pulled James away from Cole.

"Let's go off me." James said, struggling.

I noticed scratches on James' arm.

Was he playing with kittens?

I looked over at Cole, as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

How possessive.

"Stop touching her." James said, gritting his teeth.

"She's my girl." Cole said, anger evident in his voice.

"Antony, let go off me!" James yelled, but Antony didn't.

Mr. Harts entered the infirmary, after hearing all the voices.

I removed Cole's hands from my waist.

After knowing the whole story, James and Cole were given detentions.

The whole story except our little kiss.

Mr. Harts left the room, taking Cole and James with him, so that they don't fight.

"I told you, didn't I? James is a psycho, he killed Christian, and Jasmine, and know he was trying to do that to Cole too." I cried, staring at Antony.

Antony had a strange glint in his eyes, as he stared at me.

He pulled out a white handkerchief from his pocket and passed it to me.

It was the same handkerchief which I returned him yesterday.

Hesitantly, taking it. I wiped my tears.

"Why are you always crying? It looks like my handkerchief should stay with you rather than me." He said, as he stuffed his hands back in his pocket.

"Where is Sam?" I suddenly remembered about her.

"Went home. Tomorrow's Kylie's funeral." He said, and I nodded.

"No surprise, Kylie died, all because of James." I said, Nonchalantly.

"I don't think she died because of him."

"Are you stupid? After all the proofs you've been given, you still think James is innocent?"

"No, he isn't innocent. I'm just saying that I've known Kylie for long. She isn't the type who would suicide for such petty things."

"Petty things? You call heartbreak a petty thing?"

"Hear me out. Please."

"What?"

"I think Kylie committed suicide because of some other reason. Not because of this."

"How are you so sure?"

"Well, there's no loss if we find out things ourselves. It's not like Kylie's ghost came and told you about James."

"B--"

"Please."

"Okay."

$$$$

I rang the doorbell, as I waited for Sam to open the door.

Antony, Jessica and Bethany were standing beside me.

All of them were shocked to hear about Kylie's Death. I wonder if they blame me.

Sam's mom opened the door, as she looked at us, surprised.

It looked as though she had been crying herself.

"Sam?" I asked her, hesitantly.

"She's gone to the hospital, to collect Kylie's body." She said, and I nodded.

"Which hospital?" Antony asked.

Sam's mom told him about the hospital.

After she closed the door, I turned to look at the rest of my friends.

"Now what?"

"We go to the hospital."

"What? No."

Bethany butted in.

"Please. We should know the whole story before jumping into a conclusion."

I sighed, but nodded.

$$$$

I told the three of them to wait, as I tried to open the gate, to the doctor's cabin.

The doctor with whom Sam was having a conversation about Kylie's body.

The door was locked from inside,as I waited with the rest of my friends outside.

After sometime, the door opened.

Sam came out looking shocked.

She looked at me, as she got a little guilty.

Her face gives it all.

"I...wanted to talk to you." I said, hesitantly, as Jessica and Bethany stood beside me.

As though protecting me from Sam.

I would do that too.

Sam might just slap me again.

"I was about to talk to you, as well."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You tell me what you've got to say, Xandra."

"I think James was not the reason Kylie killed herself."

I facepalmed myself, as Sam looked at me, and then at Antony, who was standing beside her.

"I know."

It was my turn to look at her, in shock.

In fact, all of my friends were looking at her, shocked.

"I just met the doctor. He said, that there were marks on her neck. As though someone chocked her to death. And then tried to show that she committed suicide."

A/N,

Hey...I'm sorry about the glitch earlier.

If you still aren't getting the chapter, refresh it.

It was all because Wattpad got updated.

How's the new update on the app? I don't like dark orange to be honest.

How was this chapter?

My mood went from happy to sad in a moment when I found out that my best friend's mom just passed away.

R.I.P

Tell me about your theories.

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