BULLIED BY THE SOULLESS ALPHA PRINCE

STRIP

CALISTA’S POV

I stared at the huge sign of the school, tugging the sleeve of my hoodie down to my fingers as my body peppered me more on the inside. This school was hell, my hell and there was nothing I could do about it. My throat bobbed up and down as my eyes watered with tears, all because of this school. All because of coming to this hell. The occurrence of last night flashed in my head, right from getting insulted because of a particular soulless prince I had no intention of wanting to talk to, to getting beaten and bruised up by Kayla and her parents because I followed him to the store where he got harmful materials.

I was pulled out of my thoughts as someone hit me, not someone, a boy. Our eyes clashed before he eyed me repulsively, “Move on, freak or get the f**k out of the way,”

I clenched my jaw hard and bitter as a tear slid down my eyes. I had no idea he was suicidal or he had always wanted to die, all i did was follow him just as he asked, and i almost got butchered up for it. The whip marks were all over my body, my uncle’s claw marks on my skin, and not to talk of where he angrily bit me on my thighs only because I talked back at him while he was talking.

I sniffed in, blinking at the signboard of the school name with a tight heart. I didn’t want to go in. I hated this place, this hell, this school. I wanted to run away from everything, from the abuse, from the pain but yet I could not. There was nothing worth staying here for, not the people, not the lessons. It was all a trashy system, made for bullies and people that knew how to weave their way through. But for people like me…

My heart sank to the bottom as my eyes flicked towards the door, my legs staggering back at the arrival of my two bullies, Asher and Keisha, walking hand in hand and chewing stupidly as they climbed down the stairs. I gulped down, my hand clenching around my backpack and staggering backwards slowly.

I was already in so much pain from my family, not to talk of being hit again by them. I would just die. I cannot survive more of this.

“Take one more step back, Lista and this would get worse.” I heard Keisha yell out, my feet halting with the ground.

My heart was pounding heavily on my heart as they got closer, a chill running down my spine and all the hair on every part of my body lifted up in fear, waiting for what was going to happen. I gulped down as Keisha stopped in front of me, chewing disgustingly, “You better thank your stars today, because I had other plans for torturing you today.”

“Who knows? Maybe he’ll still allow us torture her while he does whatever. What can he possibly want to do with a gutter person like her? She has nothing at all to offer him.” Asher added, plunging me into confusion.

Keisha grabbed a fistful of my hair, tugging it backwards like she always do and her eyes bulging out to stare right into mine, “I don’t know what you’ve done to him, but if you shed a tear to seduce him, i would be removing those stupid eyes of yours and feeding it to my dog at home.”

I closed my eyes in pain as she tugged on it more, a pain running across my scalp, “You understand?” She added.

She released my scalp after a nod, turning away from me while my eyes burned with more tears, “Follow me,” Asher said, eyeing me before turning away too.

I pushed back whatever tears that badly wanted to get out and followed them, walking into the school at their back, climbing the stairs, all with a certain fear in my heart. What have i done to deserve all of this? What was my offense? What exactly did i do to deserve all this hard life? First, i was an orphan, second, my own relative, that i shared blood with hated my guts and only kept me around just because of a stupid inheritance that my parents who left me in this harsh world kept for me, and third, i was nothing than a bully toy for the students of the school.

I quickly wiped the tear that rolled down my cheeks with the back of my hand, sniffing in as quiet as I could as we entered the class. A chill crawled down my spine to my stomach as I noticed the tense atmosphere in the room, the silence that was too dangerous to be heard off filling the entire room. I raised my head up to meet the black orbs that put me in trouble with my family and my entire world froze at his newly found face.

No one needed to tell me what I knew already, what was obvious already. I was in trouble, and not the regular trouble that I faced from Keisha and Asher everyday, or from my sister, or from my uncle. I was in the devil’s trouble, a monster in the name of a prince.

His threatening words replayed in my ears like the music that gets played in a movie when the worst was about to happen. I held his stare as he stepped down the table he was seated on, my eyes following his slim fingers leaving his trousers pocket to push back the cap of his hoodie to his back, revealing his lengthy hair that was packed into a bun. He walked towards me dangerously, a fire dancing in his too black orbs, his slim fingers returning into his pocket and my heart pounding so heavily in my chest.

He stopped right in front of me, his eyes looking down on me while I looked up to him. He was far taller than me, way scarier than Asher. His handsome face had a little tweak on it already, which explained the whole of it to me.

“What did I warn you about yesterday?” He said softly but with a subtle hint of scariness.

“No..n..not to tell..anyone..”

He lowered his head to be so close to my face, peering directly into my soul, “And what did you do?”

I flicked my eyes to the white plaster that ran from the corner of his left eyes to the corner of his mouth, my throat shaky with fear.

“I..I..” I stuttered, unable to get the words out..

He lifted the corners of those fine lips of his up, smirking at me before using one of his hands to peel the plaster away from his face. My eyes widened at the large claw mark that ran under the plaster, looking just like mine that was always underneath my cloth, “Because of your kiss and tell, Calista, I got this yesterday. Tell me, where would you like me to run this back on you?”

“Loga..Lo..i..didn’t..i..

“Alright then,” He cut me off, straightening himself before turning his back on me, “Asher and Keisha can start on you, when you’re ready to talk, let me know.”

I watched as excitement poured onto the dark faces of my tormentors, and horror crept into every part of me as Keisha brought out her hair straightener, pushing right towards me and dancing on her fingers, “Strip.”