Elites of Vanderbilt high

5. WHAT IS SHE DOING TO ME?

Kevin

What the f**k? She’s fainted. The driver too. I reached in and pulled out her limp body into the rain. Her phone was on Alex’s number. Was she trying to call him? I scoffed. Little girl, nothing can stop me from you. You should know that by now. I didn’t mean to scare her that much that she will faint though. It’s a good thing she’s scared of me then. I couldn’t catch her at school since I was suspended. I had tried several times to catch her alone after school but she was among the first to leave every day. Today was the last day of school and Dylan’s party. I had to stop her from going to that damn party. What better way than to block her path on her way home. Since I couldn’t stop her if she goes home and Alex was there. Dragging her out in the rain, I contemplated on what to do with her. I hadn’t planned on getting an unconscious Ella.

She owed me her life. I knew what to do. I was just having second thoughts. Maybe it was too soon and if I killed her all evidence will point to me. I will be present in the crime scene. The timing is not right. For now, a cold and being sick should satiate my hunger. I placed her in the middle of the road like a dead body the rain and took her phone with me. I’d text Alex with it once I get home.

I asked her to wait for me at the parking lot but she had the nerve to disobey me. I got in my car and began to drive back to the mansion.

I’d warned Dylan on several occasions to stop associating himself with her, but   the fucker had to go the extra mile with her on Monday. Being all lovey dovey with her and hitting on her. The fact that she was getting affected by it and not repulsed was sparking something deadly in me. I had to sit in front of them and endure the torture with my c**k straining against my trousers thanks to her. I was going to get blue balls later. f**k her. After the teacher was out of the class I had wasted no time in approaching them. I had to keep my good image in front of the teachers if I had to be their employer one day. That was the only thing preventing me from Yanking Dylan away from her and out of the class like a caveman. After asking the daughter of Jezebel to wait for me at the parking lot, I gave Dylan my last warning and turned to go after her but the fucker just had to make a comment about how he planned to f**k her at Friday’s party. I had restrained myself from snapping his neck right there. She was mine. Mine to hurt. Mine to break. Mine. If I couldn’t pop that cherry, then no one would. Dylan could be pretty annoying. I knew he wouldn’t do it actually. He was just trying to get a rise out of me. I tried to push the image of him and Ella out of my head and continued moving but the i***t had chosen that moment to go into explicit details of how he was going to f**k her from behind. I saw red. All civilization be damned. I punched him in the nose and felt the crack of his nose. It felt amazing. I didn’t stop there. I threw punch after punch against his face. The fact that he still wore his s**t eating grin fueled my anger. I was seeing red.

“Fight me motherfucker” I had growled at him. But he still continued to grin.

“You want to f**k her because she doesn’t want you?”

When I said she, we both knew I wasn’t talking about Ella.

The playful glint in his eyes had vanished replaced by a cold look. The wind was knocked out of me and I crushed into the next table breaking it. That’s right, motherfucker. Hit me. Bring it on. I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with my bruised knuckles. Dylan was an underground boxer whereas I practiced Martial arts. I needed to channel this s****l frustration elsewhere before I did something unthinkable to that girl. He came charging at me and I sprang up prepared to meet him head on but a voice called out to us freezing us in our tracks.

“Stop it now. Both of you. That’s enough.” My grandfather and the principal stood at the door. My grandfather giving us disappointing looks whilst the principal looked anywhere but at us.

“Take down the security camera and delete the video. Don’t let this issue out. They are both suspended for the rest of the week.” He said sternly to the principal.

“I’m very disappointed in the both of you.”

“You’ll be spending your suspension period at my house. I’ll inform your fathers about this.”

“There’s no need to sir.” Dylan said.

If Dylan’s father knew he was in a fight, he was screwed and every one of us knew it.

“Then I expect full cooperation from you.” Grandfather said in a menacing tone that my dad and I had inherited from him. It ran through the family.

“Of course” He agreed. I didn’t dare bargain knowing my father would still find out and that will be pushing me further down grandfather’s grace.

But Ella was waiting for me in the parking lot. I’ll drop her home and go to grandfathers.

“I have someone waiting for me. I’ll come over by myself.”

“No” Grandfather refused in a final tone. I could tell he was very angry but I couldn’t leave Ella alone in the parking lot. What if some prick decides to give her a ride? I didn’t feel safe asking anyone to pick her up too. I had to do it myself. I’ll send a mechanic over to repair her car tomorrow, first thing.

“I’m sorry” I said and turned away.

“It will be two weeks for you if you don’t return here this instant.!!” Grandfather yelled at my back as I moved to the parking lot.

I could hear Dylan trying to calm him down but I did not turn.

I reached the parking lot. Only to find out Jezebel’s daughter was not there. I didn’t think she was bold enough to defy my others so I had stood at the parking lot for minutes like an i***t before Lexi told me she had seen her take a cab home.

She was really the epitome of stubbornness.

It would serve her good to lie in the rain.

The rain poured on heavily. Thunder lighted the road and struck a tree.

I swerved the car back like I was being chased by the lightning. Fuck

What is she doing to me? I couldn’t leave her there.

I drove back to the scene and saw her body shivering on the cold floor. Drenched in rain. She was still out. Her face twisted as if she was having a nightmare. The muddy water running around her and tainting her creamy thighs. I got out and picked her up, holding her frail cold body against my chest. Her lips were blue from the cold and slighted parted. Her eyelashes doing little flutters as I walked to the car and placed her in the back seat. I looked around and saw that the driver of the cab was still in the same spot I saw him. I went to the car, took out Ella’s bag before calling an ambulance and giving them the location.

I drove to the mansion quickly and carried Ella inside. she had started burning from fever. I should have sent her to her own house but I didn’t. I should have sent her to the guest room or called Mira but I didn’t. Instead, I took her to my room and turned the water heater on and started running a bath. I took off her heeled boots that she loved to wear and her school shirt. I began taking off her skirt when someone knocked the door and opened it a little. I turned to snap at the person but saw that it was Mira, our housekeeper. I then noticed how the scene must be looking. I was standing over Ella on my bed with her in only her pink lacy bra, goosebumps covered Her breast mounds, her pebbled n*****s poking the bra and giving me an eyeful whilst my hand gripped the skirt at her hips. Her pink cotton panties peeking beneath my fingers.

My c**k twitched. Down boy. She was looking very desirable even in this state. Such a temptress.

“Young Master Vanderbilt. I’m sure She would prefer if I undressed and bathed her.” Mira said cautiously.

“Fine” I agreed and went out of the room taking along the whiskey I had been drinking earlier along. I headed to the balcony and sat down. Closing the door behind me and giving them privacy. The wind blew against my wet clothes and ruffled my hair. I took a long swig from the bottle.

What was I doing in there? Taking care of her like she was some princess to be cherished. I had to know better. I was aware of her other side. The Jezebel side she hides from everyone. I knew that fact better than anyone.