HATE FALL LOVE

Chapter 2

[Brianna's POV]

"Can you let me go, please?" I started to plead. But instead of giving up, the senior pulled me closer to him, startling me and completely frightening me as I could feel every inch of him plastered against my small figure.

"Why are you still resisting, princess?" the jerk said and I cringed as I got a whiff of beer from his breath slightly hitting my face because of how close we were standing right to each other. He was now holding both of my arms with his strong big hands and I no longer have any other way to escape even if I use all of my strength.

 And as I saw his face slowly leaning down to mine, I willfully turned my face away, closing my eyes tight, tears prickling my eyes as I felt defenseless and powerless. He was going to kiss me... Somebody... PLEASE HELP ME.

And as if answering my thoughts, the next thing I knew was the senior plopping down on the floor next to me. And as soon as I opened my eyes again, hearing the loud drumming of my heartbeat in my chest, the first thing I saw was the face of Kent Knight, standing right in front of me.

He looked angry, and for a second, I momentarily forgot where I really was.

It took some time for me to gain back my senses and when I looked back to where the senior had fallen in a loud thud on the ground near me, the first instinct I had was to hide behind Kent Knight. Obviously, he just saved me from being fully harassed by this big mean guy, but still, it didn't mean I would totally trust him my whole life. I just needed a wall in case I had to defend myself. The senior, who was now clearly pissed as he moved up from the floor, looking like he really received a heavy blow, quickly charged back to get his revenge. 

Unfortunately for him, but luckily entertaining for the spectators who somehow had gathered themselves around that small area in the kitchen to watch this entire stupid fight unfold, the senior did not successfully land a fair punch. And instead, with Kent's good reflexes, he dodged the attack and managed to make a total embarrassing mess for the senior's expense.

It sure did make the entire scene even more terrible now. I was really cringing the whole time with all the hopeless attempts of the senior to fight and redeem himself in front of everybody. Kent, on the other hand, seemed like he was even enjoying the attention. Eventually, feeling like he already had enough, he soon threw another fast right hook right up to the senior's stomach, making him grunt so loud and tumble on his feet until he fell again face flat on the cold wooden floor. This time, the senior didn't seem like he would still be getting up from that.

It somehow did the job for good. And I finally let out a long sigh of relief that I didn't know I had been holding in the whole time. I stared up and caught Kent looking at me this time. He had already moved on from the senior. The people around us started laughing at the whole scenario and cheered for Kent. It all sounded as if a total hero had saved the day again. And I was just dumbstruck. This was ridiculous.

Here I was, just trying to enjoy the party and hoping I didn't have to come across this jerk anymore... And this all happened. How lucky was I really? I can only grimace and turned away. But before I could even take a step back, another hand, which was now completely familiar, grabbed me gently by the arm and smoothly pulled me into the crowd. Like some kind of god, the group of onlookers parted on their own and a few even smirked my way. I started to feel really uncomfortable. And at this point, I no longer liked where this was heading now.

 Though unlike before, I didn't try to get away from the one who was holding me. I just let him take me away. And perhaps, a part of me felt that I didnt want to be stay inside this place again. And as soon as we got outside and the cold air of the night hit my face, I found myself breathing it in and slowly relaxing.

This was not a good time to be relaxed though. I knew that but I still could not bring myself to flee from his hold. And when we finally stopped walking with Kent still holding my arm and staying too close from where I stood, it was only then that I realized that he had brought me to an empty driveway just across from where the party was happening. I cautiously looked around and did not try to look up at his face, fearing that I might start looking like a complete i***t in front of him. This was why I never really want to cross paths with him. I still did not trust myself around him. And if I make another mistake of ever really staring into those dazzling brown eyes, I knew that I would totally lose the remaining sense in my head.

I swallowed and took a hesitating step behind. I wanted to keep more distance than I could, but seriously... why was I still letting him hold me? The only way for me to get away from him faster was to pull my hand away. But as I found myself glancing at where he was holding me, I could not brush away the tingling sensation I felt inside my chest. Butterflies swarm and fluttered inside my stomach and that totally knock me right off the bat. I wish I was more prepared to handle this but I knew how bad this was turning to. So I forced myself and bit the inside of my cheek, trying to wake myself up from the dangerously hypnotizing charm of Kent Knight... My first love.

"Let me go," was all I could ever really say. But then again... I can just pull my hand, right?

"You should go home," I heard him tell me instead. And that somehow made me feel so annoyed and defensive on my part. It was not as if I had wanted that to happen to me. After all, I went here to enjoy not getting harassed.

"Why don't you go home yourself?" I spat back and finally got some confidence to really get my arm free from his grip. I glared in his direction and willfully moved to finally leave him, since I no longer want to hear any more of his stupid "brotherly" opinions that should never even be said in the first place. He's not my real brother and I don't want him to act like one. I just want some kind of peace and freedom.

But somehow, that had not been enough for me to push him away because as soon as I turned my back on him, he was there again, popping right up in front of me in a flash. I did not even have the time to process what just happened before I found myself being lifted up and carried over his shoulder. The fast turn of events got me totally stunned as I became aware of what Kent had done as he brought me along with him with ease. And damn... if this was not even something I used to fantasize about before. And somehow, I could not do anything more to stop him at once.