CHAPTER 6
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"You okay?" Leslie gives a small smile as she hands Noelle a bottle of water to gulp.
"I'm fine ... I think. Did you get him?" Noelle asks. "Yeah, we got him , we also destroyed the video. Nothing's wrong, " Leslie assured as Nick sauntered over.
"Everything's back in order, Ms Hollsbury." Nick said as Noelle nodded, and he walked away, giving orders to the guards and chatting with Christos.
"Your bodyguard's easy on the eyes. " Leslie smirked, wiggling her brows at Noelle.
"Oh, stop it, Les! He's my bodyguard. We're barely friends! Trust me, I do not find him easy on the eyes, " Noelle chuckled.
"The gang, especially me, Owe you an apology. we should've stood beside you. We didn't realise you were going through so much. I'm sorry, Noelle. I really am, " Lesthe sighed.
"It's fine, really. I wasn't making things any better. I was a self-proclaimed, extremely conceited b***h!" Noelle laughed.
"I promise to do better, though. I just want my best friend back. I want all my friends back." Noelle smiled as they walked hand in hand to where the gang was.
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"Dance floor?" Noelle asked, smirking. "Dance Floor!" Leslie enthusiastically replied as they all went to the dance floor having the night of their lives.
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"Eyes peeled major?" Christos walked up to Nick, handing him a cup of coffee. "Ironic, coffee at a party." He chuckled dryly. "Everywhere's calm so far" He replied bluntly, his eyes fixated on a familiar brunette who was twirling with the most beautiful and authentic smile on her face. Her brownish gold eyes glistened in the colourful party lights.
Niklaus watched, his Eagle eyes, studying every move, every laugh, every turn, and every sway of her hips. He watched intently as a bead of sweat cascaded down her forehead, dripping down her neck and into her cleavage. He swallowed, wondering why he couldn't remove his eyes from her.
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Noelle felt uneasy. She had this unnerving feeling, like she was being watched. She subtly scanned the crowd and her brownish gold eyes landed on an all too familiar icy blue ones.
Caught in a daze, unable to look away, Noelle stared at Nik, mesmerised by his intense gaze, which gave her cold shivers.
"Dance with me." Leslie laughed, grabbing Noelle as the gaze broke, and Noelle could hear the music again.
Twirling in the large dancing crowd, Noelle feels an arm, grabs her by the waist. She turns to see a large Krampus head.
"Ooh...Krampus, guess I've been a been a bad girl on Christmas" She purred, grinding against him.
His hands move on her as he chuckles, his voice deep and slurry.
Suddenly, she feels a cold metal on her waist edge.
A COLD SHARP METAL.
Her eyes go wide and she inwardly gasps as the knife is pushed deep into her skin.
She closes her eyes, holding in the pain.
"That's it, no screams and I'll make it quick." He threatens, pushing the knife deeper.
Noelle presses her eyes closed, pursing her lips into a thin line, biting on her tongue.
Taking in a deep calming breath, she knees her assailant in-between his legs, pushing him away and running unto the crowd, knife in her waist.
Everyone gasps as Noelle screams for help, running out of the dance floor to the middle of the room.
Falling to the ground in heart-wrenching sobs, Nik immediately comes to her side, holding her up as cameras and phone flashes blind their vision. People gasping, laughing, murmuring as Nik carries Noelle in his arms.
"What TF happened now!!" Christos seethes. "She was stabbed, it's pretty bad, I've gotta get her to the hospital. Do damage control!" Nik booms, placing Noelle gently to rest in the back seat.
"Nik, it really hurts." Noelle groans, her high pitched voice, wailing helplessly in pains.
"Here...can you put pressure on the wound princess? I gotta drive." He coos gently, his voice sultry, bringing some sort of calm to her.
"I'll do it." Leslie chips in, getting into the back seat without hesitation and placing her hands on Noelle's waist, putting pressure on the wound.
"Shouldn't we take out the knife?" Leslie asks, her face contorting in pain at the sight of Noelle.
"That'll make things worse," He replied flatly, revving up the engine and speeding off.
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Noelle's eyes flutter open as she scans her environment, trying to recollect her memories.
Her eyes land on a familiar face.
"Nik...where the hell am I?" She groans, sitting up on the bed. "Ugh!and why am I in such ugly clothes?" She gags.
"Why are there so many flowers and gifts?" She gasped, staring at all the bouquets and get well cards and presents.
"How long was I out for?" She gasped, her eyes widening in horror.
"A week." Niklaus replied flatly.
"You were stabbed in you right waist, extremely close to your spine, its a miracle you're alive and not crippled." He replied his voice flat.
"You sound angry. What?" Noelle asked, raising her eyebrow in question.
" You do know you caused this right?!" He said his voice low and monotonous.
"Caused what?" She asked confused.
"You've gotta be kidding me." He mumbled, laughing dryly.
"Speak up. Mr St.Clausen!" Noelle snapped irritatingly.
"You have a f*****g death wish! You know that! I warned you! I f*****g warned you! Your stupid Pink Party was not a good idea! But no. ...absolutely ignore professional advice from the bodyguard hired to train you!" He boomed.
"You're mad because I threw a party?" She scoffed.
"Because you threw a....fuck!" He groaned. "I'm mad because you could've died! You could be dead by now Noelle and I wouldn't have been able to do s**t about it! DO YOU GET THAT!" He boomed.
"He could've killed you and walked away, scot free and we wouldn't notice s**t! If Godforbid you hadn't been smart enough and strong enough to push him away....." He took a deep breath. "....heaven knows, I couldn't have gotten to you in time" He finished, slouching on the chair, out of breath.
"I'm sorry." Noelle whispered. "What?" He said, whipping his head to face her.
" I said I'M SORRY. I know I should listen to you. You know better and you're just trying to keep me safe. There's no witty excuse or..." her voice cracked. "....or sassy comeback to defend myself right now. I'm sorry! I really am." She sniffed, looking up at him, her eyes red and holding back tears and her nose turning pinkish red.
"Cmon don't cry" He groaned, pursing his lips. She nodded, wiping her eyes and nose.
"But...if we're doing things....." He started.
"....From now own...we do them...MY WAY!" He stated as-a-matter-of-factly.
Noelle nodded, pursing her lips into a thin line.
THIS WILL BE FUN.
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