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===== Chapter 15   [ Part 1 ] =====

Several times, your tired (E/C)-colored eyes blink as you stare for the longest time at the time on your alarm clock. The clock, you are certain, is not broken. You have tested that object the night before since you're gonna use it as a substitute for your broken phone. The digital alarm clock had been ringing for half an hour already—but somehow your mind only shrugged the sound off and let you sleep. Now, you are awake. Blankly looking at the time, you're confused at first.

"(Y/N), are you ready to go?"

You hear the sounds of knocking again. Then your father opens the door after a moment and peeks inside your bed room. With your eyes instantly meeting his own, his dark shade of (E/C) eyes widen to see the sight of his daughter still on bed and in your pajamas.

Of course, your dad is surprised.

You are always in a rush— never wanting to be late nor absent in school.. "You just woke up?" he asks, and you lazily nod. Standing up, you begin to fix your bed. Your father can only gawk at his daughter as you slowly take your time. Why do you seem so tired and sleepy? From what he knew, you have gone to bed early. "Oh, (Y/N)? Don't tell me you binge watched yesterday?" He has an affectionate smile on his face while shaking his head at your assumed actions.

You yawn. "No..."

"Then why?" he asks, concerned.

Your eyes shut for a second, not replying to his question. Daniel then touches you on the arm. You open your eyes, instantly alert to your surrounding. Upon realizing that it was just your father, you calm down and assure him. "It.. It's just nothing. I'm fine." You cannot possible tell your dad that Ashes tresspassed and disturbed your sleep.. He will freak out; he'll surely freak out and murder that guy. Ashes, you know, is in the wrong; but you can't help but pity him.

Also you did tell Ashes his own mistakes. You only hope that he'll stop and listen. If he really wants to be close to you, then he should stop acting like a creepy stalker or a lovesick lunatic. If he did ever try to trespass again, then this time you'll tell on your father.

You bite your lips.

Your father pats your head while sighing. He sensed that something is wrong, but he let it go for now. "Well, dear (Y/N). If you still want to arrive at school on time, then I advice you to go and start preparing now," he gently tells you; and your eyes widen as that idea only dawns on you just now.

"Shit," you curse.

"Sheep," your father corrects you with a fatherly smile before leaving the room for you to prepare. You did not even bother go showering as you only brush your teeth, wash your dirty face, and change out from your clothes. When you are finished with combing the tangles out of your hair, you swiftly grab your bag and run downstairs. Your beloved father meets you in the exit, and he softly laughs once he sees your state.

"You look terrible," he says.

You pout. "Oh, come on, Dad... Let's just go. I have to reached school at least before grace period ends." Your father nods in understanding and locks the door behind your figures. Making sure that the door is locked, your father twists the fancy knob. You are slightly sweating, honestly wanting to run right now and sit in your class room. Why in the world did you waste your time doing nothing, (Y/N)? you ask yourself, regretting for letting yourself space-out earlier.

7:25 A.M.

Where's (Y/N)? Where's (Y/N)? Anxious, Kielle cannot help himself but look at the door. But while the seconds slowly pass for the young man, waiting starts to become painful.

He starts to worry for your safety.

Since he became friends with the you, he's of course not oblivious of that fact that you hate being late. The silver haired man presses his lips as begins to have some ideas that he should go out and look for you. What if; what if something happened to you??? He will not ever forgive himself if something did happen to you?

Miss Clythe is completely aware that one of her students are very distracted right now. She looks at Kielle then to the seat behind him. Stopping from her discussing, Miss Clythe turns to Xander Forde—the assistant secretary of this classroom.. "(Y/N) is still not yet here?" the teacher asks, and the teen shakes his head.

Kielle stiffens, hearing her name. "(Y/N).." he murmurs under his breath like a longing puppy. He has been very excited to attend Monday classes because of her. So he would really be sad and disappointed if she really won't attend today's classes.

But why did she not attend today's classes?!! Is she sick? Has she realized that he's nothing and undeserving to be with her? His stomach seems to hurt, and he grips on his stomach as troublesome thoughts filled his mind. That is why she is not here because she doesn't want to see him..

Is that it? ɨֆ ṭɦǟṭ ɨṭ?!

Kielle feels sadness.

Then anger.

He lowers his golden eyes. His gaze is darkening. Peach. That cousin of his.. did she say something to (Y/N)? Did his cousin tell her how worthless he truly is? So you will not talk and see with him anymore? He shuts his golden-colored eyes as he recalls his days before. His days with Peach and her father.

Awful. It is truly an awful nightmare. His uncle always makes sure to remind him that he's a trash. Trash. He is always a trash. His breathing begins to quicken, feeling himself lose the ability to intake oxygen.

A trash.

No wonder your parents left you with us.

Don't fucking talk to my daughter. You're nothing.

No. No. No. Please no. Don't.

Don't throw me, Uncle.

It hurts..

He suddenly feels a pat on his arm. The trance is broken. Kielle snaps his eyes open. Turning his head, he expects Miss Clyth to scold him; but he sees you. Your beautiful face expresses concern when you see the fear swirling in those beautiful colors.

"Are you alright?" you softly whisper.

Kielle's heart calms down, and he feels a nice sensation envelope him once he sees your presence before him. A tired, relieved smile breaks out from his pale face. "I am fine now," he dreamily murmurs back.

You blink your eyes then nod. Thankfully you're able to reach your class just before Grace period ends. You wipe the sweat off your face, and Xander immediately goes to you. "That's a close call," he says with a flirtatious grin, winking at you.

You shiver at that.

His flirty behavior hopelessly fails to get your attention.. He is not really your type. He isn't everyone's type at all. "Oh yeah," you uncomfortably say to the young guy. He stands there while he continues smiling at you. "..Thank you," you quietly tell him as you accept 1/4-sized paper frm his hands.

"Anytime, (Y/N)."

He winks again.

Your female classmates give him looks of disgust. While most of the male students chuckle at his stupid act. Your teacher meanwhile isn't so happy with his attitude. "This isn't the time to flirt, Mr. Forde.," she scolds him, and he merely laughs.

"Sorry, Miss Clythe," he says, smiling. The teacher gives out an exasperated sigh and lets him off, proceeding with the discussion.

However, Xander Forde still has that stupid grin. Though that does not last long when he feels someone's eyes... on him. Curious, he turns his head around; but he freezes as soon as he spots the person. What the fuck?! His golden-colored eyes are glaring at him. So dark. So scary. Filled with pure killing intent. He is completely taken aback by the glare. What the hell did he do just now for him to get very mad at him?

Xander's heart is beating so fast..

He turns his attention to the front again. Now, his face's very pale with fright. That disciplinary chairman... why does he look like he would kill him later?!! The student tries to compose himself, but he can't do so. How could Xander calm down when he can still feel his gaze on his back?! And so, he can only wait for break time while he endures Kielle's glares stabbing his back.