Her Betrayal His Revenge

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VINNI,

After getting done with all the important paperwork, I sauntered towards the cafeteria. I had decided to take a tour of the institute, but after my horrid encounter with those man-eaters, I obviously dropped that plan and instead came here to calm myself down.

I was still a bit restless. I’ve always been the type to lead conversations and make people agree with me just with my words. However, after what happened a few minutes ago, I am unable to process it. All the four guys were weird, yet they were intriguing. Especially the one who was so close……. him, the guy with Black eyes.

Well, I hope we never cross paths again, I’d like to only focus on my work.

I was just thinking to myself, when someone brought me to earth.

“Is this seat taken?”, a girl asked me.

“Yeah…I mean no, please sit,” s**t!!! My dear brain, please come back to me.

“Thank you, by the way I’m Erika, I am an Arts student. And let me tell you, you gathered quite the attention on your first day” She remarked.

“Yeah, tell me about it, well it wasn’t intentional. Anyways I am Vinni Malhotra and I am a fashion designing student” She seemed friendly.

 “Don’t worry, just be a little safe from the gladiators, I did say.” She suggested/warned.

“Gladiators? , seriously?”, I scoffed. “ Are they some gangsters or mafia or what?”

“Well they are" she said seriously

I looked at her confused as she continued

"They are the sons of the four biggest mafia families of America, they are kind of colonials, they handle mostly every business in New York. They rule the whole city. They can destroy anyone with just a flick of a finger. Even the police respect them or I should rather say, they fear them.” She mused

Wow, really now...

“What do mean the police fear them, they should be under someone’s control right? I mean how can they just be in charge of everything? Is this even allowed in the 21st century?” I asked annoyingly.

“It's not that simple, this entire mafia base is ancient. They have been indirectly controlling the city for ages now, generation by generation. And they do it in a manner that might gather attention but never damages anything. It's almost like they have a share in every big business and company in New York, and the final decision about everything is in their hands. So in short, the whole economy of New York City is in their hands. Well you can also call them vigilantes, the only difference is, no law applies to them and they can do anything. If you have a problem, deal with it or be docile enough to ask them for help”.

Oh my god !This isn’t a movie right?

“Amazing, my first day and I bump into a bunch of gangsters, who can do whatever the hell they want and I can’t do anything about it. Great! Phewww!!!” I hushed

“It’s not such an issue though, they never really disturb you until you obviously intrude on them, like you did." She said the last words carefully

"They just mind their own business and ask you to do the same. The thing is their business can be really messy and if it involves you in any way, you’d have to oblige them.” She pressed more into the topic.

“I just don’t understand this, how can they treat us like objects. Just because they are some rich spoiled mafia dons? They can’t ill-treat us like this. They can’t be above the law, no one is right?” I asked suspiciously

“Well, the law has never stopped them, and the tragedy with us is that we share the same institute as them. It wouldn’t be a problem if we were in a different institute," she said.

I got heated up.

“So because of their nuisance I can't even study in the college of my choice. Is this even fair? Who gave them the rights? Money can’t be the license to just do about everything, right? There must be a way right?” I asked more to myself than her but she just looked down. Well, I guess I got my answer.

I was fuming with anger now. I was already processing what happened in the hallway today and now this s**t. I couldn’t take it anymore.

 I was now standing in my seat and I had again invited eyes on me. So much for the fresh start.

“Okay, fine just calm down now” Erika asked me to sit down and drink some water. So I just sat down and drank some water.

“See I know it's difficult to digest, but no one’s asking you to be their slave, just mind your own business and keep your distance from them. If you want to fight them, then go ahead by all means, but it will only bring you trouble. I did say keep away from them. That’d be much easy and peaceful, I bet” She vouched

“Yeah, I don’t care about them anyway, so I will keep my distance, but if they trouble me I will take a stand, I won’t let them dominate me”, I said

“Yeah sure. See, it's not that complicated. We just have to avoid them or ignore them. We can enjoy all we want. But for now, let's just go to our classes as it's almost time”.

We started to leave but just then a group of guys in black hoodies walked into the cafeteria and the atmosphere again got tense. They took their table and sat, owning it and chatting amongst them.

They prance around like tigers and create an unpleasant environment around. But it's also true that you can’t take your eyes off them. They literally take your breath away.

Just as I was musing, one of the gladiators glanced at me with his big black eyes, and again I had that uneasiness wrapping me. We both stared at each other like hunters, well I was more like his prey but I won’t let him have that over me.

“Hey, let’s go,” Ericka shook me.

“Yeah, let's go.” I deterred my stare from him and went along with her. I could still feel his eyes on me but I didn’t turn back and walked out for my first class.

I walked into the class with all my stuff. I had my classes in the C-block all the opposite the cafeteria. I didn’t get late though, as the professor hadn’t arrived and I took my seat in the front. Settling in I looked around the whole classroom, which was an off-white well-furnished room with proper seating arrangements. I liked my desk and the vibe was so positive. It helped me cool down the tension I had just felt.

“Hey”, the guy on my right waved.

“Hello”, I smiled at him. He was looking smart, with his casual T-shirt and khaki pants.

“I'm Carter, so glad to finally have someone in the front row”. He chuckled

“I’m Vinni, and why don’t people sit in this row? It's quite comfortable actually. And wouldn’t even have to be vying for the teacher’s attention” I said

“Yeah, but still people never sit here, actually the professor’s really strict. She won’t leave you anyways and sitting in the first row makes you an easy target” He warned

“Umm, I see, but it's cool. I ‘ll do my best to impress her” I confidently said.

After the class I and Carter walked out in the hallway talking about the assignments. The class was pretty good actually. Yes, the professor, Calvin, is quite strict and I bet she believes in first impressions. However, my first impression was a rather mixed one. Seeing me for the first time in the class, I was already under her radar and being over excited made her a little annoyed. But my knowledge with styling concepts impressed her and my collection of fashion work also added a feather in the cap. So, I was quite happy.

I went to my room after discussing everything with Carter. I was lucky that I didn’t have to share my room with anyone. For now I must say. Cause the unoccupied bed and cupboard surely told me that I might get a roommate sometime soon.

My scholarship won’t cover my hostel and overhead expenses. So, I would need to find a part-time job as of now.

After getting freshen up I went sight-seeing, moving through the streets. I already fell in love with this city. I got my dinner packed and tried for a job in a few book stores and fashion galleries. I got the job in the book store, but the fashion gallery’s timings clashed with my college time. So unfortunately, I had to let it go. In the book store I’d be working for 4 hours after college, which would give me enough time after that to work on my assignments. Salary wasn’t much so I still had to think of how-to work out my hostel fees.

I came back to my hostel at 9pm and had dinner. As I was going to take a shower, I heard a noise. It was coming from the basketball court. I went towards the window to take a closer look. I saw two guys in black hoodies laughing about something. And as far as I could see I realised these two were the same guys from the morning. I looked at them for some time, as they were laughing and talking, the other two of the gang members joined them. My eyes dropped to him. Being on the first floor I got a better view of the court. These guys were extremely shady, but I couldn’t understand why I was so interested in knowing about their activities, when I should be keeping my distance.

Just when I was about to leave, one of the guys glanced at my way. My whole body shivered. For a moment he kept staring at me but then continued talking to his friends.

I went for a shower and got into my night-suit. I started working on my assignment which was quite tricky and I had no experience with its technicalities. After some time of working and thinking, suddenly the light went off. I went out in the hallway to check and there was an overall power cut. As I was walking back to my room, I heard a noise, as if there was some movement of furniture. And after a moment the sound got louder, and I realised it was coming from the other side of the hallway. I moved towards to see what was happening. As I got closer, I heard a sound of a girl’s screaming and thumping of furniture.

“Ah!! ...Harder. Harder you monster” The girl was shouting. And I realised they were having s*x. Oh god!

“Give me more, I want you more Black. f**k me harder” She kept moaning and shouting. She was calling that guy Black.

I tried moving towards the room and toward the door. I saw the door was slightly open. I should be going back to my room and I knew I’d regret this. But I just wanted to see what was happening. And something in me kept telling me to walk forward.

As I went closer and peaked through the door, I saw the girl was half naked and was holding the table and the boy was standing behind her and was pushing into her rapidly. I felt shocked at first, for I had never seen people having s*x in reality. Yes, I have seen p**n but  seeing  this in reality was disturbing, or I should say gross actually. But at the same time, I wanted to feel what she was feeling. The teenage hormones in me were overflowing.

 “Yeah! Yeah! I need you more.” She panted and kept moaning his name which I assumed to be 'Black' by now.

“Black”

She shouted his name again. No, I shouldn’t be doing this. As I decided to leave,I lost balance and stumbled into the room opening the door a bit more. The boy turned around looking at me while the girl quickly turned away. The boy wasn’t shocked as though it was so normal for him. He just kept looking at me to see my face clearly in the dark.

But looking at him I was gobsmacked. He was the same guy from the gladiator gang. The same weird one with black eyes who tried to chase me away this morning. He too seemed to have recognized me by now. Looking at me, he seemed irritated but also grinned smugly, poking his inner cheek with his tongue. Somehow he looked too sexy.

But I was so embarrassed that I instantly stood up and ran out of the door, through the hallway, like a shot, into my room. I closed the door tightly and stood there with my back resting on the door. I was panting so rapidly that I could have had a heart attack. Watching people f*****g was already embarrassing and now being caught watching is like dying. And holy mother, why did that guy have to be him? I just kept standing there for a moment and then just as I was about to go to bed, my door was thrown open with such force that I got pushed towards the floor.

 I was already coping with one shock and now this.

 I turned around and saw…….

 Black was standing at my door.