A Re-Union Turned Nightmare
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Chapter Two.
Freya’s POV.
His intense, dominating aura overpowered my senses, his tall frame towering above mine as he ran a hand through his perfectly ruffled honey brown hair and his magnetic blue eyes rested on me.
“I wanted to watch the whole thing happen but, oh well… still better.” His eyes swept over me and that was when it hit me.
I should have known! Nothing happened in DrakenVille without Rafe’s permission.
He planned this, he had this whole thing planned to make my life miserable on the very first day.
Why? I had no idea why someone as high up as him took so much delight in making my life hell, I was nothing to him so why was he even doing this?
“Don’t worry, I have more planned, stick around.” He winked and I just couldn’t take it anymore.
I stepped backwards and spun around to run away when one of his friends stepped in front of me. I reached out to shove him aside, unable to hold back the scream that was threatening to tear past my lips.
He had sensed it coming because he immediately stepped out of the way and I lost my balance. My palms and knees were the first to make contact with the slippery ground so I slipped and hit my jaw, hard.
More laughter followed my humiliation but I still stumbled to my feet and rushed to the cleaner’s bathroom.
I was never allowed in the students bathroom so I had to use the same one with the cleaners. I burst into tears as I crumbled to the floor in front of the sink.
The other cleaners simply walked out like they always did, too afraid to interfere and I wished I could have just stayed in there till the day was over but I knew I had to get to class.
The scholarship only kept going because my grades were up.
Changing into the only pair of clean clothes I had left, I made it to class but the moment I walked through the door, everyone burst out laughing.
“What on earth are you wearing?!” The teacher yelled at me with a heavy frown on her face while my cheeks burned with embarrassment.
This was the uniform I wore to my part time job of delivering chicken and I had it in my bag because I was supposed to go to work after school. It was the only thing I could wear with my uniform stained and soaked.
“I don’t even want to hear it, just sit down.” The teacher snapped and I had barely taken my seat when the door burst open and Rafe walked in.
My entire body froze. I shrank into my seat, whimpering and panicking.
He had never come to my class to pull any pranks on me before, so why was he here? I knew the teachers wouldn’t protect me and I could almost…
“Take a seat, Rafe.” The teacher said, bowing slightly as he walked past and my heart dropped to my stomach when he walked right up to me and took the seat beside mine.
No one ever sat there, no one ever wanted to sit close to me so what was he doing?
I watched in horror as he brought out his books and the realization knocked the air right out of my lungs,
Rafe Nightwell was taking the same class with me?!
My neck remained unmoving throughout the entire class, my entire body on high alert and ready to run like I was expecting him to do something horrible to me.
It wasn’t until class was over before I could finally breathe properly and as soon as school was over, I was the first and only student to run past those gates on foot like my entire life depended on it.
Shit! My phone was gone and Mom would be waiting at the restaurant.
Unable to pay for the bus, I settled on walking and walked the entire way to the outskirts of town where the fancy restaurant was, still dressed in my work outfit.
My feet stung and I was so thirsty but I needed to see Mom, it’s been so long already and maybe she had finally realized she didn’t have to treat me so badly.
Maybe she wanted to start over again as a family.
I settled for a quiet spot outside the restaurant because I knew there was no way they would let someone like me or Mom in there but to my surprise, just as I sat down by the fountain, someone suddenly grabbed my arm and yanked me away from it.
“What is it with you and embarrassing me?” Mom’s harsh voice filled my ears, “what the f**k are you wearing?”
“Mom I…” my words trailed off when my eyes rested on her, draped in a beautiful silk dress and her hair falling in waves down her shoulder like it had been styled by a professional hair stylist.
“Mom?”
“Listen to me, I don’t have time for this nonsense and you had better lie to him about the reason you’re putting on such a horrible piece of clothing.”
“Wait… Mom? Lie to who? I don’t understand, how are you wearing all this o-“
“I’m getting married, Freya and you’re moving in with me into his house because I managed to help you convince him that you can tutor his son.”
“What? Who are you ta-“
“Screw this up for me and I swear you’ll be back on the streets your wretched father left you on.” She snapped and before I could response, she glanced up and her eyes lit up with a smile,
“Babe… you could have waited inside for me.” She giggled like a teenager as she stepped away from me and wrapped her arms around the man that had just stepped out of the restaurant and was now standing behind me.
My eyes widened in both horror and shock as she kissed him passionately on the lips.
He looked intimidating, his aura ten times stronger than anything I had ever felt.
“Freya right?” He smiled softly, “I’ve heard so much about you. I guess your mom already told you we’re getting married?”
My mouth hung open in shock. She was serious about that?!
“He isn’t always this late, I don’t know why he isn’t here yet?” He added with his brows furrowed as he glanced at his watch but the sudden roar of an engine behind me jolted me out of my thoughts because I recognized that sound.
A sports car pulled up right next to me and Rafe alighted from it.
What was he doing here?
“Ah! There he is, Freya, meet Rafe, my son and your soon-to-be stepbrother,” he leaned closer to me, “your mom also said you volunteered to help tutor him, thank you.” He added.
I was speechless. I just stood there gawking at all of them.
This had to be some kind of joke.
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