CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
~DAPHNE~
My breathing became suffocating, and I struggled between holding my breath and breathing in water in my lungs. It was excruciatingly painful, and I felt my life flash underneath the darkness of the water. I can’t believe I’ll die like this. After dreaming of coming to Majesty Academy, this is how it’s going to end?
I was almost slipping out of consciousness when I felt a large splash into the water. Before I could comprehend what was going on I felt someone’s hands grab me and lift me above the water. I let out a gasp as my head saw the light again.
“Phoebe,” I mumbled in disbelief.
“I’ll save you, Daphne. Don’t worry, you’re going to be fine,”
She held onto me and with her other hand, she swam towards the ladder in the pool. I didn’t realize how strong she was till that moment. She got on the ladder first and helped me up. I exhale in relief as I hold onto the ladder, gasping for breath.
Phoebe got out of the pool and assisted me in getting out. I lay flat on the floor close to the pool, panting as I struggled to catch my breath. My life just flashed before my eyes. I almost died. My whole body was still shaking from fear and anxiety.
“Are you okay?” Phoebe hovered over me, examining my body. Her eyes were filled with fear.
“I-I think so,” I managed to groan. I was still struggling to catch my breath.
“I need to be sure about that,” she placed her hands on my chest and pressed them down with force. I suddenly coughed out some water. She pressed my chest again and again but nothing came out.
“I guess you only swallowed a bit of water,” she exhaled in relief and sat beside me. “How the hell did you end up in the pool when you can’t swim?”
“I was pushed in by Yasmine and Yolanda,”
“What?”
“You heard me,” I let out a loud cough and sat up. “They pushed me in and left me here to drown,”
“I’m so sorry about that,” Phoebe shook her head remorsefully. “You must have been so scared. You poor thing!”
“I am,” I exhaled in frustration. “I didn’t think they would want to see me die because of a guy,”
“Those twins are evil, I hear. Somehow, they never get any serious punishment so you must stay away from them,”
I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. “That’s what I keep hearing but how is that possible when we’re in the same class? Plus they always come for me,”
Phoebe sighed and stood up. “You have to try harder then. There’s a small clinic in the academy. Would you like to go there and have yourself checked?”
She stretched forth her hands to help me up.
“I’ll pass. My breathing isn’t painful anymore,” I mumbled and clamped my hand in hers, she supported me as I lifted myself up. We walked out of the pool and into the hallway
“Thank you for saving me, Phoebe. I don’t know what would have become of me if you didn’t come the time that I did,”
“Of course, it’s what friends do,” she flashed me a small smile. “It’s your destiny to still be alive because the moon goddess made me come in just in time. Anyway, I have to go now,”
She gave me a quick hug and went in the opposite direction while I went to my room to clean up and change into a clean uniform. I suddenly remembered Professor Fox’s class.
“s**t!” I picked up my bag and raced out of the room. I was even more late than the first time. I got to his office and knocked on the door, panting like a thirsty camel.
He told me to come in and I did.
He sat back on his seat as I stood before him, a smirk on his lips as he watched me closely.
“You’re late—again,”
“I—I—I”
Words refused to form in my mouth but he held out his hands, indicating for me to be silent.
“You need to be punished for being a bad student, Miss Gatlin," he got up and walked around me. I swallowed hard. I was traumatized from almost drowning but somehow, I wanted to forget it at that moment. I want something to distract me from the anxiety I was feeling and this seemed like the perfect distraction,
“You’re right about that. Bad girls need to be punished,” I blurted out. He paused in front of me, a smirk on his face.
“You’re really something!” He said and walked up to the door while I stood still on the spot. I could hear the click of the door behind me and I knew that he had locked it. A few seconds later, I felt his strong arms wrap around me from behind.
The scent of his perfume—Cinnamon and Sandalwood made me want to go insane.
He flipped my hair to the front and kissed my neck.
“You smell so good, muffin,” he mumbled in my neck. I bit my lip as I felt heat inside my p***y. He grabbed my boobs, squeezing them like he had never touched them before.
I wanted him—now. I don’t want it slow. I want it hard and fast.
I was—needy—hungry—horny—angry. I turned around and grabbed his collar, pulling him close as my lips crashed on his. He pulled me closer and deepened the kiss, savoring every corner of my lips and inhaling the essence of my breath.
He placed his hand on my neck as he kissed me, choking me softly as I moaned in his mouth.
“You taste so good, muffin,” he groaned in my mouth as he kissed me roughly. His hand left my neck and grabbed my ass—squeezing—pressing— kneading.
I threw my arms over his head and pulled him closer like I wanted to swallow his essence. I sucked on his tongue like a lollipop. It didn’t help that his breath tasted sweet—like mint and strawberries.
I could hear him unbuckle his belt as we kissed. I paused and watched him as his pants fell down his legs and his long veiny d**k sprang out.
“Suck my d**k, muffin!” He commanded.