Chasing Hell

Chapter II: I Want You To Be Mine

CHAPTER TWO: I Want You To Be Mine

I woke up to the heat that is kissing my cheeks. The sun's literally burning my face! I am positive that I closed the window and shut the curtains last night!

"Who the hell opened the goddamn curtains?!" I said furiously after I covered the blanket over my head. The last thing I want is to be burned in crisp by this freaking sunlight. Not that I'm a vampire but because I really hate to be under the sun, let alone be struck by its ultra violet rays.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead!" said a girl in a high-pitched yet sweet voice. That's not my Mom's voice, I am sure of that. That voice was so small and... sweet.

"Hey, Heather. Wake up. Or you'll gonna be late for your first day." she said while trying to take the blanket off of me.

Upon hearing the words 'first day', I literally jolted up. I almost forgot! I school-hopped...again. How can I forget, really?

"Whoa. And that woke you up." Errine said grinning. She's already on her cute looking uniform. Did I mention that this school has the cutest uniform I've ever seen? Well, it is.

"What time is it?" I asked her while rubbing my eyes. I really am sleepy. I practically can't sleep last night. I'm not used to the bed and all. Well, perks of being a school-hopper, Heaven. Thought you know that?

"Forty-five minutes past six in the morning. August 26. And it's a fair Wednesday." she answered gleefully as she comfortably sat on the edge of my four-poster bed.

"Just the time, Errine. Just the time." I took off the rest of the blanket that's covering me and got out of bed. Wore my slippers then went to my drawer. Dug a pair of jeans, a white sleeveless and a navy blue cardigan.

In just one swift motion, I hurried straight to the comfort room and took a quick shower. I sure am gonna be late if I'll take a normal shower. It usually takes almost an hour for me to finish taking a bath.

After half an hour, I managed to fix myself up and was about to go out when I remembered I forgot my class schedule on my bedside table.

"Wait here. I think I forgot my class sche—"

"It's in your bag already. I thought you might forget it since you're in a rush preppin' up. So I took the initiative to put it in your bag. I really hope you don't mind." she explained. Well that's something to be thankful of.

"No no. It's alright. Thank you." I said in pure delight and smiled at her. Well, for one, she seems very nice.

"So you're in Class 4-C? It's a shame we're not classmates." she said as if it's really that of a big deal.

"What's your section?" I asked her while we're on our way to the main building.

"I'm in section A. Don't worry. They don't base the sections on your grade. It's based on your last name. Since you're a Wessler, which puts you on the last section." she explained and all I need was to nod. Well, that's kind of a relief. I thought it's grade-based.

"Are there any terror teachers around here?" I asked curiously. Brooklyn Height's a very prestigious and well-known school, so I was kinda expecting terror teachers.

"Of course. I believe every school has their own terror teachers. It's also based on students, I think. Well, they don't get back at you using your grade. They're professionals, they act professional. So don't worry, if you're a deli—"

"Oh no. Don't misinterpret... Jeez! How am I going to say this...? Uhm... I am not a bad student." I said in my defense. Phew. I really didn't expect I would end up defending myself in a situation like this.

"Oh. I thought you're... you know..." she shrugged.

"A delinquent? A lost cause? An exile?" I finished her statement. And she just shrugged. "I'm not any of those. I transferred school because of my parent's job. They travel a lot." I explained. Yeah. I usually get a lot of those misinterpretations about the reason why I always transfer schools. Like duh? Does it have to be something bad?

I looked around. I saw students, group of students, heading the same way as we are and talking to each other. This place's unbelievably big.

"You'll like it here, I promise." She spoke out of the blue. "There are events every week. Variety of events. You'll never get bored. And oh! Tomorrow night, there will be an event. We'll light sky lanterns! Isn't that fun?" Errine squealed. I almost broke my eardrums.

Sky lanterns? Why sky lanterns?

"Lighting sky lanterns is a Japanese Tradition, right? It's letting go of someone important who died. Unless..." I stopped myself from letting another word get out of my mouth. I sensed something's up. And so I closed it. Errine's face isn't like the usual. She doesn't look bubbly and gleeful. I can sense sadness in her right now. Which bugs every nerve in me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked curiously. I know something's wrong. There's a bit of tension in the air.

"It's a Japanese tradition. And she's Japanese." she said still with head down. We stopped walking and I stood in front of her. And I think I just saw a fluid dropped.

"Errine?" I called her out. I'm actually worried. It's like I've done something or I crossed the line beyond her comfort zone. I don't know what's happening in here. Can somebody enlighten me?

She lifted her head up and wiped her tears. She smiled bitterly.

"G-Gotta go, Heather. I-I've got class." and just like that, she run away. I sighed at what happened. Therefore I conclude, I crossed the line. Well... Curiosity struck me, ladies! You can't blame me.

And so I made my way to the main building...alone. Wooooh! Freaking first day!

Upon stepping on the marble-tiled building, I swear, I almost drop my jaw. Students are everywhere wearing their cute uniforms. When can I get one? Not to mention there are cute guys everywhere!

Enough with swooning, Heaven. You're late!

I dug my schedule on my bag. I don't know what subject I have and what room number it'll take place.

Looking at the piece of paper I'm holding, someone just snatched it right out of my freakin' hands! Whoever's responsible for this shall pay a very tremendous prize! I'm so gonna be late! Dang it!

"What the—"

"Say it." said a familiar voice. I lifted my head and our eyes locked. I remained unable to finish what I was about to say.

"Hi new girl. Don't tell me you're lost again?" he said in a tone of complete sarcasm. He even smirked. And it's very attractive of him. What?!

I tried to snatch the paper from him, but he has good reflexes. His hands are shot over his head. And obviously, he's taller. "What do you want?!" I asked with brawling brows. The last thing I want right now is to waste my precious 10 minutes on this good-for-nothing hot guy! Oh no! I didn't just call him hot!

"You." he said in a very manly voice. It's the kind that could send millions of ants crawling on my body. I have Goosebumps all over! One word! One word and he has that effect on me!

Really Heather? Is he that cute for you to swoon over? Get a grip, Lady! Clock's ticking! You barely have 7 minutes!

"Give me my schedule back, dumbass! I'm gonna be late!" I said with gritted teeth.

"Your name first." he said smirking as if he's enjoying our little show in the hallway. Yes. He's dragged a bunch of eyes on us.

"I won't tell you! You're a freaking stranger!" I said while trying so hard to snatch the paper. "Give it back, you douche!" I said while jumping and trying to get my class schedule from him. Curse his towering height!

"Name first." he finished off with a creepy smile.

"No way! Give my class schedule back first!" I'm fuming. Curse this guy. Now almost everyone's attention is on us! I am a bit embarrassed right now.

"If I do that, you'll tell me your name?" he bargained.

"Yes. I will. Now be a good boy and hand it over." I replied.

"Alright." he handed me my class schedule and that made me smirk. He fell for it. I gathered up all my strength then started running.

"So long, sucker!" I said while sprinting away, and trying hard not to bump into random students. Yes! Haha. You're really a genius, Heaven!

"Hold it right there, Wessler." he said aloud. That made me stop on my tracks. I almost fell out of balance when I stopped running.

"How did you know?" I asked amazed. Is he a mind reader?

"You're that dumb not to notice? Oh man. I saw your name on the paper, nut head." he said while walking towards me. He's so sexy just like that. I gulped.

Wait. Nut head?

"Why did you call me nut head, jerk?" I asked furiously.

No one has ever dared calling me names. And for the record, he's the first one. Bravo to him. He's getting on my nerves.

"Why did you call me douche, sucker dumbass and jerk?" he fired back. I can see a glint of frustration in his eyes. And what do you know; it makes me happy seeing him frustrated.

"Because you are!" I said aloud. He calls me names, I'll do the same. There's no law that states boys will be the only ones allowed to give pet names. It'll be so unfair.

"Same goes for you." he said naturally and effortless. He managed to give a sly grin like he won some huge battle. Ugh! I wanna insult him. But he's too handsome, and I wanna die.

You're overreacting again, i***t! Said my alter ego. She's really up to insulting me all the time. But I think she's right. I'm over reacting in here.

"Stare and drool, Wessler." he snapped me from my thoughts.

"Why you—"

"Gotta go, new girl. See you around." and he walked past me while hands on his pocket. He left me awe-struck. " And new girl..." he called out.

"What now?!" I snapped.

"You have Anatomy. That's Room 408." he said coolly and smiled.

I looked at my class schedule. And he's freaking right!

"How did you know?" I asked amazed.

"Because we're classmates." he smirked and gave me a salute before walking away.

You've gotta be kidding me? That annoying, walking evil manipulator, is my classmate? What are the odds? It's really on my favour! Ugh.

***

"So how was your day? Did it start quite well?" Errine asked then began munching her burger.

We're here in the cafeteria, eating our lunch. She texted me awhile ago that she wants to have lunch with me. And I quote compensation for leaving me.

My day? Well... it's not much of an eventful day because all I did was to sit and stare at the board and pretend I was carefully listening to the discussion. In which I can't, really. Because I have that certain feeling I am being watched. Plus the fact that it started soooooo well, insert my sarcasm there, please.

And have I told you... what was his name again? Hell, was it? Yeah I think it's Hell... that he's a bit popular in here. Not to mention he really has a handsome face and a body who screams hotness. Yeah. I admit it, he really is that hot.

"Uhm... Heather... By any chance, do you know Kohell?" Errine asked all of a sudden and that made me look at her in complete confusion.

"Who's Kohell?" I asked out of curiosity. Never heard that name before.

"Look over there." she gestured for me to look behind. And so I did. By the time I looked behind, my gaze locked with a familiar dark eyed guy. His black eyes really seemed endless. It's like I'm falling over hypnotism just by looking at him directly. I can't avert my eyes off of him until he smirked and winked at me.

I suddenly felt chilly. Like I participated in that Ice Bucket Challenge, because I really felt coldness back when he winked at me. Really, Heaven? Why are you so affected by those little playboy schemes? It's not as if you've never seen or experienced such schemes. Get a grip! He's just trying to hit on you!

What?! Hit on me! Oh my God! What am I saying? Jeez! This is so not like me!

"Hey Heather. Are you okay?" Errine interrupted. I turned to face her and gave her a not so convincing Heather Smile. Phew. There must be something unknown from what I ate yesterday. I'm acting weird.

"I'm fine, Errine." I replied. I took one last glance at the dark-eyed guy. I immediately averted my eyes from him. I really don't have an idea why I looked back again.

So, Kohell huh? You're something. Something really weird.

**

"Thank God that's the last." I said while wiping the sweat from my forehead. Phew. My hand's pretty sore. I get to copy a few notes from my classmate to catch up with the lessons, so I stayed for a bit in the room.

I stuffed my notebook and Helen's notebook in my bag. Looks like I have to return this tomorrow to her. I hope she's not expecting her notebook now. Besides, I don't know where on Earth she is.

I looked around and noticed I'm the only one left inside the room. I took my phone to check the time. 5:39pm. It's late. So maybe they're in their dorms right now.

I stood up. I better head to my dorm now. It's almost evening. I can't afford to be lost in the dark. Who knows what's lurking in these grounds. And besides, Dark Woods is not far from the dorms. The guard told me it's dangerous to be in there. I better take caution.

I went out of the classroom and I was shocked when someone grabbed me with his hand in my mouth and pinned me on the wall. My eyes widened upon seeing those pair of dark eyes. I struggled when his face inched closer to mine.

"It's payback time, Wessler." he smirked. He removed his hand from my mouth and started to caress my left cheek. The slightest touch from him sent out bolts of electricity throughout my body. What's wrong with me? Why's my body reacting this way?

"W-What are y-you t-talking about?" I stuttered. To hell with this! Why am I nervous and uneasy?

A gorgeous, hot, dark-eyed guy's pinning you against the wall and he's caressing your cheek, i***t! You're uneasy 'cause of your female hormones reacting! Snap out of it! There goes my alter ego errupting from the core of my being.

"Well let's just say that, I was a bit humiliated awhile ago because a cute girl called me a sucker. And I really hate it. So let's put it this way, I'm going to punish that cute little girl." he said coolly while inching his face on the side of my head.

"W-What? I didn't d-do anything t-to y-you." I said stammering. Jeez! Why am I having difficulty speaking? Dang it!

"Sure you did, baby girl. Sure you did." he whispered and then again, it sent chills to my body.

I pushed him with all the strength I have. I really can't stand another minute that close to him. It's like he's killing me from the inside. God! What's wrong with me!

"Ohh. I can see you have strength left, brawny. I thought I drained you out with my charms." he said, faking amusement.

"Tss. What do you want?" I managed to say it without sounding too nervous. Just the mere fact that he's actually this close to me, really puts my sanity on the edge of a cliff. And if it's lucky enough that it's the closest he can get, my sanity can really use a little salvation.

"I want you..." he smirked. He caged me using his hands. And then again, the nervousness and the uneasiness I felt awhile ago, resurfaced. "...To be mine."

And just like that, everything went blank. I couldn't think straight. Or it's more appropriate to say that I am unable to think of anything. And there goes my sanity, folks. Shattered to bits upon dropping 999 feet and went a thousand more feet under.

What he said... What he said... Oh my God! My heart's beating erratically. Like anytime soon, it'll rip my chest and make its way out. What the hell! I can't possibly be affected by any of this. This wicked scheme's not supposed to be affecting me. But why the hell am I stuck in here, looking like an i***t, unable to swallow the reality that he wants to own me.

It happened in a flash. All of these happened in a split second. Is this it? Am I near my own doom? What am I going to do? That dark eyed guy... What is he doing to me? Why am I being drawn to him?

I've never felt anything like this before. Like I am defeated in a course of battle in which I didn't see it coming.

"Heather..." I snapped. And there, right in front of me, Errine's confused look.

"What... How... Where..." I was unable to finish my sentence. Hell's nowhere to be found. I was sure he's here awhile ago. And right now he's not. Is it just my imagination? Am I being delusional?

"Hey, something wrong?" Errine asked confusingly.

"H-Have you seen K-Kohell a-around here s-somewhere?" I asked.

She raised a brow on me. "Are you into him, Heather? Because if you are, that's bad news. Hell's dangerous. He's like the Satan-dweller in here. He loves picking on girls. And bad news, you're a girl, sweetie. So whatever fantasy you have for him, better wake up, girl! You'll be in bits if you continue that." Errine said.

"Oh no. I'm so gonna be dead." I said sourly.

"Why?" Errine asked.

"He wants me." I said roughly.

***

Yay! So here's the second chapter. Hahaha. I was so happy when someone commented that the blurb got her really hooked to this story. And so I dedicated this to her.

It's my first time to actually write an english story and please bear with some grammar and spelling issues. This is unedited, folks.

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