Chasing Hell

CHAPTER SIX: I Swear To My Granny Wessler That I'll Woman UP

CHAPTER SIX: I Swear To My Granny Wessler That I'll Woman Up

All of us are evacuating the gym and are currently walking our way to our dormhouses. But here I am, walking like a lazy zombie who isn’t fond of finding a prey. I’m taking heavy footsteps right now and it’s all because of what I discovered today. So there are really other things that douche is doing. He’s a football athlete, darn it. And I recently got in on the cheer squad. What are the odds. Goddammit! At some point, no scratch that, a big part of me really regretted ever going to the try-out. And now, my expectancy theory that I can keep a safe distance from the Satan reincarnation, was all nothing but a wrong move.

Now it is really quite the irony because the more I try to avoid and literally get rid of that colossal pain in my behind, the more it lunges on to me and is tormenting me mentally. Like he’s some i***t who makes me an utter i***t too. Well, so much for dragging and making me one of him. Jeez! Thinking about making me one of him, makes the ever possible decency in me come crushing down. s**t. Have I gone the worthless i***t again?

Crap, I have always been a good daughter to my parents, despite the fact that I often times sulk in my room and read some bloodsucking novels, but why are these things happening to me? What have I done ever so wrong for me to be punished like this? If God has plans for everything, is He planning to make my life miserable? Will something good can come out of this? There’re so many questions in my mind that needed answers. But I think, those answers won’t be mine unless I tackle the trouble road again. Unless I face the Satan.

Yeah. Heartbreakingly and devastated as I was, I’ve made up my mind. No more peeing in my big girl skinny jeans. It’s time to draw my ultimate weapon. It’s time to fight evil with evil. I ain’t backin’ down on this s**t. I am born a fighter. Dad trained me. Mom taught me. It’ll be a shame on the Wesslers’ dignity if a Heaven Wessler comes down without a fight.

Kohell, don’t belittle me. I’ll fight you slowly and hard! Wait, that sounded a little... nevermind.

“Hey, you done?” Errine asked while leaning on the door frame of my room. She’s wearing a magenta sweatshirt, a pair of skinny jeans, and a brown boots. She’s let her hair down and she looks awesome. I, on the other hand, wear a floral sundress that’s knee length with ruffled skirt. So much for being a girl. Yeah, I let my curly blonde hair down.

“Guess so.” I answered after picking up my bag which carries my phone, wallet, lipgloss, press powder and my ultimate weapon. A pepperspray. Yes, folks. I have a pepperspray with me. If you have a dad who’s an agent, well you are obliged to bring pepperspray. Well, that may actually come in handy. I’m just waiting for that Satan to make a very fine move on me. Then, he can kiss his poor vision goodbye...for some time.

“Good. Come on, let’s go.” she said then we went out of my room. I double-checked my windows and balcony door before leaving. Precautions, baby. Precautions. If something like the previous encounter happens, that ‘my-door-and-windows-are-open’ kind of thing, I swear I would really report it to Mrs. Spencers. Or maybe I should tell Errine about it. Maybe we share a common experience, and that she’s just too afraid to open up.

We were out of the dorm when I spoke up. “Errine.” I called her. She spun and faced me, giving off her usual sweet smile, which resembles a girl that’s been high with fangirling over her crush who happens to be Skye Matthews.

“You know, you can’t actually hide it, can you?” I said while c*****g my head to the side and giving her a quick glance before looking ahead.

“Huh?” she answered confusingly.

“Oh come on; let’s not play this kind of game.” I said and gave her a light punch which made her wince. Was it really a light one?

“Hey, what was that for?” she asked while rubbing her free hand on her arm which I punched.

“How long does it take for his effect on you to fade? Woman up, girl. You’re way too obvious back there. And I bet Skye noticed it the minute you turned into this Medusa-gazed girl who was practically drooling over him. Well it surprised me for the fact that you can have a conversation with him despite the fact that I can read into you that you’re as fidgety as I am.” I said breathless, I’m trying to make it sound a little less sarcastic.

“So you were fidgety, too? Well well. Skye has that effect on me and so does Kohell to you. Looks like we can’t keep away from the wrath of the bad boys.” she said casually like it’s the closest she can say to being comforting. Which actually kinda freaked me out because thinking about what she said that Kohell has that effect on me was a little less comforting, or safe to say and to protect my high-end pride, it isn’t the minimal comfort at all. It’s purely distracting.

“So you tell me, where did all the precautions, not letting my pretty guard down, and everything you just blabbered about staying away from the bad guys go? Incinerated?” I said sarcastically. No more hiding the truth of being sarcastic over her because she really deserve every ounce of sarcasm I am about to spill.

“Well, let’s say, the order to stay away from them was currently uplifted. And Heavs, take a look on the bright side, if we can wrap those bad boys on our pretty little fingers, it’ll be a whole lot easy to live here in Brooklyn Heights. We’ll be like the She-Devil Duo. Wow. That sounded great.” she said gleefully and I bet she’s smiling right now. The one smile like she won the lottery.

“Oh, you actually are blinded by the title and you forgot that those who you want to wrap around your fingers might be the only threat towards your pretty little existence in here. Wake up, Errine! Those are the bad guys we are talking about! We are like very essential to their existence. We are the prey! Now, suck that up and get over it.” I said harshly and that made her take a deep sigh.

“But I like him.” she said in a very low voice and is almost close to a whisper. Now I think I know why my bedspread was close to being torn apart by her that moment when she told me about the Devil Three. She’s hit and it’s bad.

“Jeez, I never thought we’d switch roles and I’ll be the one knocking some sense in here. C’mon, Errine! You said they’re dangerous. So can we just stick to our first attempt to stay away from them?” I said aloud. And if this is an anime thing, there will be lots and lots of angry veins in here, because I sure as hell am angry at what she’s trying to pull off.

“You said it yourself; he was nice when the two of you were together. And the last conversation we had with them, was somehow decent.” she retorted. And that made me turn to face her with eyes wide open. Decent? I don’t know which part of it was decent for her.

“W-Well, n-not that part where Kohell suddenly showed his handsome face and looked like he’s ready to devour every teeny tiny bit of you. Well, j-just the part that includes Skye and… Jeez, Hunter was cold to you.” she added. She made it sound like I was a complete loser on that specific time of the day. Like heck yeah, I was and forever will look like a first-class i***t the moment I let that good-for-nothing pain in my behind walk all over me like I’m a freaking doormat. I would never ever dare let him do that again. I swear to my Granny Wessler that I’ll woman up like how I said it to Errine. I’ll show that cunning self-centered Satan reincarnation that I have leveled up. And that my secret weapon simply lies in my bag. Mr. Pepperspray. Oh how I itch to use you.

“Jeez. Yes, he was nice to me. But it could be some kind of a scheme, right? You said Skye broke countless hearts at a young age, and the fact that he’s irritatingly handsome adds to that. So if he’s nice enough, that’s maybe his deceiving move. Maybe that was his way to lure girls. And wow, it sure worked on you.” I scorned. Oh my Jeez. Are we really talking about this?

Before I could spill some more sarcastic and anguished words on her, I noticed the gate of the Central Square way ahead of us. And as I look around, factions of boys and girls are same with us, walking our way to the Central Square. Now that I think about it, it’s really quite exciting like my body’s filled with adrenaline and I’m ready for one heck of shopping galore. Good thing Dad gave me my credit card and said I should just use it wisely. Well now Dad, I surely am gonna use it wisely like how you said.

“Come on, come on, Heavs.” Errine said while gesturing for me to walk faster. I didn’t notice she was ahead of me and is approaching the gate because I was too preoccupied by the thought of stylish clothes.

And so I picked up my pace and walked alongside her who’s also as thrilled as I am.

“You look excited. Not that it’s your first time too, right?” I asked as we took the entrance of this amazing place.

“It always feels like the first time. Central Square’s never late for new trends in fashion, food, technology. They have it all here. That’s way I’m excited as you are because who knows what they have in-stored for us all.” she explained.

I looked around, and my my, this place is really awesome. The signature red-bricked pavement seemed endless and is spreading towards every direction. Countless stalls of boutiques and thrift shops are aligned carefully. There are coffee shops, diners and grocery stores of your own choice. For game-dopes over there, there’s this place with lots of arcade games. And lastly, on the far side of the Central Square, there are clubs. This school surely has it all. Man! I can’t believe what I’m currently seeing. This is really way better than any other schools I’ve gone to.

“Here, Heavs.” Errine called out. She’s in front of a boutique named Glamour Up. Well that’s kinda catchy to me. And so I took the liberty to walk inside and was bemused by lines of clothing that sure is stylish for my liking. Wuhoo. I love being a girl.

“Okay. Let’s dig in.” Errine said excitingly as she walked around taking random clothes from the racks and hurried inside one of the dressing rooms while I, on the other hand, am looking for something that I wanna wear on Monday. You know I don’t have a school uniform yet. But now that I mentioned it, I haven’t seen those guys wear uniform. Are they even allowed to? I’m talking about the Devil Three. I’ve even noticed some who doesn’t too.

Jeez, why is my brain even bothers thinking about those proud guys?

I was looking into a rack of shirts when someone spoke.

“This might look good on you.” said a voice and as I lifted my head I saw Skye holding a hanger of the one thing I am really looking for. That sure is my style.

He handed it over and I took it. “Thank you.” I said casually. Wow. This is pure cotton and I bet it fits me. I know my body and this really is for me.

“Now go on, try it on.” Skye encouraged.

“Oh no. No need.” I said as I head towards the counter and handed my card.

“So you finally decided to visit Central Square. I thought it won’t cross your mind. I always see you around but here.” he said while checking out shirts for men.

“So are you like the stalker of me?” I teased as I tucked the card on my wallet and took the bag of the clothes I bought bearing the name of the boutique.

“Well, you’re not really that hard to have come across. We’re of the same year level. We study on the same school. And Hell told me to keep an eye—no, two eyes on you.” he said rather seriously and gave me a quick glance then back on checking some shirt.

“Why would he want to keep an eye on me? It’s not like I am that impor—”

“You are. And don’t ask me why or how or what the heck did that happen, because I don’t know. But you are that precious. At least to him.” I gave him a stern look. “I am not joking.”

I was baffled; I was puzzled. Why would that freaking guy do that? What’s he planning? Owf. Where is that guy right now? Because I am so ready to bombard him with questions. He couldn’t just run around the place and have someone keep me on a leash. What the heck is that guy thinking? I am not a dog and he isn’t the master of me.

“Heavs, have you picked—” Errine wasn’t able to finish her sentence. Her eyes and her mouth were the shape of ‘O’. And it’s quite funny to watch. I took a quick glance at Skye and he’s looking at Errine with a big question mark plastered on his face.

“Errine…” I called her out and received nothing but complete silence. Oh man, she’s in mental coma, folks!

“Errine! Hey!” I snapped. And that made her jump and looked at me confused.

“Get a grip. Stop gawking like a curious ostrich.” I said in a very low voice that I know the two of us can hear.

“Oh, ha ha.” She faked laugh. “I better pay for these ones up. You can wait for me outside.” She said before sprinting her way to the counter holding a handful of hangers with cool clothes.

I looked at Skye and he smiled, I smiled back casually. And we walk our way to the door. And as if right on cue, we reached for the knob almost at the same time. Like a millisecond gap only. The touch of his skin, felt weird. Like weird weird. I can’t really explain it but it felt like something that doesn’t actually happen all the time. And it really got me thinking how the hell I can feel this kind of thing.

It’s the same thing I feel whenever Kohell touches me or whatever you term it. It’s the exact same feeling. Soul-stealing. Like my life’s being drained out of me. My knees wobble and I struggled to maintain balance. I held on to the railings of the door for balance but caring arms wrapped itself carefully on to me.

“Hey, are you okay?” Skye asked as he held my arm and helped me stand up.

“D-Don’t touch me.” I said stuttering. I puffed a deep sigh and looked at him. His eyes were really that of sapphire stones. How can these guys be so annoyingly handsome? I am beginning to wonder are they living descendants of the world’s most handsome god. Because I sure am beginning to doubt they’re human.

Apparently, he lets go of my arm and I let out a deep sigh again. It felt weirder by the minute. Luckily, I managed to go out of the boutique before something far more terrible than this could happen. I sat on the public bench and rested for a bit. Maybe I was just tired after the whole cheerleading thing, that’s why I am this…weak. Yeah, that’s it. It was all about the cheerleading. No creepy bad boy influential bullshits.

“Hey, you don’t look good. Is everything okay?” Skye asked in a very soothing voice, like that of a beautiful singer singing a ballad song.

“Wow. You’re really asking me that? You and Errine could really be a perfect pair.” I snorted and he gave me an unknowing look. “Asking me if everything’s okay, when he knows I don’t look good. Bullshit.” I said to myself. How can these guys be the source of my weakness and at the same time can be one major turn on? Is this even normal? Like how can they really get on my nerves and yet, here I am admiring how inhumanely beautiful they are? Oh god, I think I’m going insane. They’re unintentionally messing with my head.

“Was just asking. It’s not as if I’m demanding an answer. It’s cool if you don’t wanna answer. It won’t hurt me.” He said then sat right next to me. This is awkward.

The silence was deafening. And I would really love to have someone talk to me but I know it’ll just be a one-word conversation, so I wouldn’t go for it. It would rather be pretty boring.

It looks like paying up for Errine’s clothes would take decades and I’m bored as hell here on this bench.

I stood up. “Umm… I’m gonna go walk around the place. Can you accompany Errine for a bit?” I said in one of my sweetest voice. It usually works, so I’m pretty confident that he’ll take it.

“You don’t want me to accompany you?” he asked.

“Oh, no no. I’m cool. Errine could use a little help right now. You know with all the shopping bags. Don’t worry I’ll just be around the place. And oh, I might bump into you later on.” I said faking excitement.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive. I’ll just text her later. See you around.”  I saw him open his mouth to speak but I turned around in a swift motion and head on to I don’t really know where this is.

And so, I walked and walked. And as I enjoyed…not…myself, I realize its getting dark. But that’s what makes this place even more exciting. This place was being illuminated by cute little twinkling lights. I guess they’re up for Christmas a little bit early. But it’s cool.

I walked deeper into the place when I saw the same thing again…a shadow movement. It was as fast as lightning. And I almost didn’t see it. Almost. As it disappeared, my curiosity digs in. I walk on to the spot where I saw it and was shocked when someone from the back grabbed my hand and pulled me towards its direction and I fell on this rock-hard chest and the familiar musky fragrance fanned my nose.

Could it be…

I pushed myself away from this person, whose name I wouldn’t dare utter. Because it surely stings my ego and stabs my dignity. Okay, I’m exaggerating again. You might find it annoying, right?

And the familiar scenery once again happened in just a split second. I was again pinned on the wall and god, it sure hurts. This guy’s truly insensitive, both physically and vocally. Does he even know how it feels like being hurt all the time?

“What are you doing?” I said in gritted teeth as I shoot him a death glare. He couldn’t just grab someone and pin them against the wall. That’s immoral!

“What were you thinking?” he fired back with same intensity as the irritation I felt.

“Excuse me?” I looked at him in quite disbelief as I internalize what he just asked.

He lets go of me, turns his back on me and muttered something to himself before turning to face me. He combed his hand on his hair, and boy was it a sight to behold. He looked so sexy and… s**t! What am I thinking?

“Why were you in the dark, Blondie? Aren’t you a bit cautious? You’re new here.” He said very seriously and sneered.

“I know I’m new here, you don’t have to rub it in my face anymore. I was… I think I just saw something or someone in here.” I said

“So? Does that mean you have to be dumb enough to head that way too? What if it’s a murderer? An assassin? A psycho who fancies playing around with cute dumb blonde girls?”  He said in full sarcasm.

“Excuse me douchepants, this is a high-end school, with security system and surveillance 24/7. And the only psycho that I know is the one who’s in front of me. So why don’t we just smooth things around and you back off from me. If I wanna be in the dark, that’s no longer your concern. So please, stop trying to see me as your lapdog.”  I said harshly and breathlessly.

He eyed me and soon enough bursted into laughter.

“You think this school is still safe? You know nothing, Blondie. Have you forgotten about Selene? Listen, Blondie, nowhere’s safe. There are unknown dangers lurking in the corner. There are unveiled horrors raging in the dark. So if I were you, I’d sulk in my room and watch cheesy sweet flicks and cry a river.” He said effortlessly and gave me a side smirk. He walked towards me and caged me again in between his hands.

“Even, I, am not safe for you, Blondie.” He added

My eyes widened at what he said. What was he talking about?

“Oh, did I scare you? Don’t worry, I’ll just be around and will extend a helping hand to those dumb blondes. Take that as a free advice.” And then he’s off.

I remained silent and unable to say anything. I’m still drowned by the thought that I’ve come to a place where I quote, unknown dangers are lurking in the corner and unveiled horrors are raging in the dark.

But hey, I said to myself that I’ll woman up, right? So I have to.

“Hey Treyson!” I shouted.

He turned to face me. “Yes babe?” He smirked.

“Spare your helping hands. I won’t need it.” I said with head held up high. Ha! He thinks he’s the only one who can be proud?

“All right. If you say so.” He said then marched away from me.

I head the opposite way which leads me to the back part of the buildings. Before I knew it, I was actually walking the same way where the shadow has gone. I felt a little chilly as the cold breeze of December struck me.

Oops. Am I lost?

Before I could answer that, someone grabbed me. I haven’t got the chance to see me abductor’s face as I felt a sting on my neck.

…and darkness.

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A/N: OMG! i left you all hanging for two weeks :( I am so sorry. I was busy with school and stuff. I don't know if this chapter can suffice. But I hope you'll like it.

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QUESTION:

Who do you like better? Skye or Kohell? And why. I'll choose one and I'll dedicate this chapter to him or her :)

LUKE HEMMINGS for HUNTER SULLIVAN.

Love and leaping hummingbirds,

Chachi Hemmings