Wings of Destiny

Ch - 12 |Freya|

He scares me,

Like no one ever before,

He is alluring,

Just like a forbidden door.

Freya

After throwing away several cottons and tissue I finally got the bleeding to stop. I didn’t go to nurse and answer her questions. Tessa and Haylien helped me out. And on that thought I was also relieved when I saw Haylien really just wanted to be my friend, because he stares at Tessa, a lot. Sometimes I had to laugh in my head to see how oblivious Tessa was.

So I was grateful when he dropped me off to Barney’s later. I cringed mentally when I saw the goons aka my other bullies in the diner. I didn’t want them to see that I work here and make me jobless by their personal vendettas.

All evening I successfully avoided that table but my luck just isn’t that good. The last order for my shift was from that table and I was the only one free that moment so I had to go there. Taking the risk I walked in with speed, kept the dish and was about to walk away when I tripped over someone’s leg.

“New Girl, where are you going?” A boy among them asked and I held back a curse.

“I have to get back to work.” I mumbled the reply and got up from the ground, probably hurt on my lower back.

“Not so soon, you always entertain Lex. Now it’s our turn.” Another boy with sandy brown hair said.

I was feeling humiliated and angry. Besides that my head was spinning, I had two injuries today, my head and now my back. I was sore all over and I wanted the day to end. But I guess it was going to last longer.

“Do you want to get punched in the face?” Tessa called over my back in a seriously dangerous tone.

Boys snickered at her question but then something awesome happened and I saw Tessa’s tough side as she punched the guy with sand brown hair. Everyone in the diner gasped and the boys looked shocked when they saw their friend injured.

“Need any more punches, I have got back up.” She said and pointed towards Haylien who walked in the local diner like a freaking god.

So needless to say everything went back to normal.

“Are you okay?” Tessa asked and I nodded not feeling too good.

I was nauseous, my head was paining and I was on verge of passing out.

“I can drop you home, I will be dropping Tessa home who dragged me here to play hero.” Haylien wanted that to sound like complain but there was amusement in there somewhere.

Tessa scoffed at him while he shook his head.

“I will be fine , I can drive back home.” It was not that far and I can drive, I thought so.

I reached home safely and crashed on my bed. My mother called me out for dinner but I was no condition to eat or to move. The pain of injuries was slowing seeping in and I was kind of glad that it was weekend now. I allowed myself to close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

I am burning, literally, like in the fire of hell burning and there is nothing but pain. I scream but I have no voice, no energy. I tried to cry but I am drained out of tears and all I could think of is him and his eyes hoping that he will rescue me.

And then he was there, and the pain was going away too soon. I was being healed, but I saw him change and I lost him there.

With a terrible feeling of loss I got up trembling. I was sweating and my head ached even more. As I got up a wince escaped my mouth making me realise that I had a blue bruise on my arm. It was way past midnight and I saw my mom left some snacks next to me. I smiled and actually feeling hungry now I started munching on them.

My cell phone vibrated and I picked it up and saw thirteen miscalls with the new one that missed now. All from Alexander. Where did he get my new number from? The guy harassed me because he wanted me gone and now he was harassing me because I am not dating or in his words hanging out with him.

I switched off the phone not in mood or condition to talk to him. I seldom hate people but when it comes to him, I was in borderline hate territory.

I tried to go back to sleep, hoping that this time I don’t dream about violet eyes because as much as it scares me , it thrills me as well.

***

The next day was a free day. I had no school, no shift at barney’s because of some construction it was closed for the day and nothing else to do. I didn’t plan on disturbing Tessa today since that girl loved holidays and sleeping till mid afternoon.

So I decided to do what I mostly do on a free day. I set out for library , get a book and then find a nice alone place to read. Earlier I used to sit beside Dad’s grave and read. Some people, including my shrink said it was weird and I should avoid doing it but you know how it is. You listen to others when you want to listen to them.

And now I was even away from that. Just thinking of that was making me short of breathe so I tried to think of something else that could occupy my mind even more, like Alexander. He had made my life since I came here. And yet, no matter how hard I try to deny I felt a pull towards him. Was Isabella right? Was I truly going insane? Because feeling a pull towards your bully was not normal.

My back was still paining and the bruise on my arm looked even uglier. I took a direct bus to the area near the library. I got down and saw a cool looking bike outside the library. And even though I had a bad feeling about this, I entered the library and saw the devil himself, Alexander.

I cursed under my breath when he noticed me almost immediately and  turned around to leave without getting a book.

Don’t follow me, don’t follow me,  I mentally prayed.

But when did my prayer ever work, it seems like God only listens to my mom. But then again all she did was praying.

I heard the sound of chair screech on the ground and quick footsteps behind me. I walked at normal pace not wanting to look like a scaredy cat.

Before I could vanish into thin air and escape from him , he caught on my upper arm pulling me to a stop.

“For once, just listen to me.” He said in an agitated tone.

“What?”  I snapped.

He had no right to feel agitated.

But he didn’t say a word as his eyes registered the big blue bruise on just below my elbow.  And Stupidly I blutered out, “And that’s not it , I think there is worse one on my back.”

He closed his eyes and his eyebrows furrowed together in a deep frown. Was he angry? Was he concerned?

And why am I bothered?

“So Haylien was not kidding.” He muttered.

Damn, Haylien to report everything back to him.

“Now, if you are entertained enough, let me leave. As I might have said zillion times,  I do not like you presence around me.” I said as brutally as I could manage.

He looked conflicted, clenching and unclenching his jaw he finally let go of my arm. As I started walking away, he started walking next to me which is annoying.

“Don’t bother, I will talk to the guys and beat them up if necessary.” He said slowly.

I ignored him, I was a pro at ignoring people. I don’t do it purposely, I zone out a lot after I started going through stress problems. But ignoring him was hard.

“Just so you know I didn’t ask them to do that.”

I remained silent.

“I don’t even know why I am defending myself.” He sounded troubled.

“You don’t even try to give me a chance to heal you, you said if i wanted you gone I should make you whole again.”

He was trying all the tricks to get me talking but like I said, pro.

We were outside the library now and he yelled out in frustration.

“How many times? How many times do I have to tell you? Do. Not. Ignore. Me.”

“Same amount of time I told you leave me alone. But you still don’t listen now, do you?” I answered back with as much sass as I could put in my words.

“Why are you this difficult?” He sounded more in wonder that angry.

“I am difficult, I am the easiest person to make friends with unless you start bullying me and hurt me enough to make me violent.”

He sighed as if he was lost at this point.

“I am trying here now, aren’t I?” He almost looked like he was pleading.

“By hitting me with a ball on my head, making people feel I am free for bullying and that I could be used for entertainment?”

This made him shut his mouth yet again. I am never this angry but he always managed to do that.

I sighed and tried to be calmer, “See , Alexander, I don’t like you. It is pretty clear that you hate me so why don’t we just let each other live and pretend that the other don’t exist.”

This made him angry, if he wasn’t angry before.

He grabbed my shoulder harshly and turned me towards him.

“That is the DAMN problem! I am trying here, I am trying to pretend that you don’t exist but it is not happening.” He almost growled out his words as if he was angry at himself.

But for some stupid, stupid reason I felt a weird tingling feeling in my gut at his words.

“So tell me, what should I do?” I asked him not sure if this was even my problem.

But my nature of helping made appearance now and then.

He looked up at me with those unnerving violet eyes and for a moment, I forgot he was Alexander my bully. I just saw those violet eyes that gave me a warm sense of protection. He looked back at me with and held my gaze.

“Breathe Freya.” He reminded me yet again and the trance broke and I gulped in a large chunk of air.

He looked at me as he wanted to say something but decided against it and walked away. As much as I was relieved, a minor almost negligible feeling of loss hit me.

***

Without a book, without my I-pod I ended up at the orphanage and decided to teach the kids. And believe, teaching eccentric kids is a deadly mission. While most of them were docile and sweet but then there was some who could Alexander and Hailey junior.

The time passed by easy as I was doing what I was best at, helping. It was kind of cute that these little kids were using all the brain power to multiply two numbers. I wish I was a kid, free from all the complexity with increasing age. Like a girl just pushed away mini-Alexander who was pulling on her hair. He fell down and she ran away laughing. I wish I could do that, just push him away and run.

“When are you coming home Freya, it is getting dark.” My mom called for the fifth time in the day.

“I am walking out now, it will take almost an hour or so.” I told her.

I was in the edge of town with few buildings, a church, a supermarket and lot of farms and orchards. And it was an some half an hour if we take the car but I left it home for mom and now with the bus I have to wait for almost twenty minutes before next came in.

The evening breeze was a little chilly and I shivered in my clothes. It was really dark now, past eight . Next bus was at eight thirty and I waited alone. There was no other person around and I kind of felt anxious. Suddenly I heard honking of a car coming from side of the town and perked up to see someone  in this deserted location. But my relief vanished when I saw the car stop right in front of me.

Three boys stepped out, they seemed familiar somehow and the sly smile on their faces made me cringe.

“New girl, Hailey sends some greeting and a warning.” One of them said and i knew I saw them around Hailey or maybe her friends.

“Great, tell her I will see her at school.” I tried to sound calm but I was freaking out my palm turned cold.

“So about we get a little something for our hard work.” Another guy said as he stepped forward with no so good intentions. They surrounded me and closed in.

“Leave now or you will regret later.” I gave them a hollowed warning.

And they knew that too well and laughed. One grabbed on to my wrist and I tried to wriggle out of his touch that was making me queasy. Tears were filling my eyes, threatening to spill. This was a freaking nightmare and all this because of Alexander.

As I jerked my hand away with all force, I stumbled and my back hit another guy making his hand form a grip on my waist. I was hyperventilating now. Earlier when my father died I had panic attacks when I saw nothing but black in front of my eyes. Right now, my vision was getting blurry and I was gasping for breath.

It felt like this has happened before, the terrible feeling of being scared, the hopelessness of no one to help me.

May the angels be with you, my mom said. Where are they now?

I felt my knees go weak as energy drained out and I felt myself losing consciousness. But then the weight was pulled off me and I heard someone’s angry growl. Clearly someone was hitting those three guys but my vision was still blurry and I was forcing myself to breathe. Tears were flowing down and I was trembling uncontrollably.

After a while there was no noise but I was still dizzy and on ground my head buried in my between my knees. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I flinched but the touch was gentle so I looked up. The person was still blurry, the blackness persistent in my eyes but I knew who he was because I have never seen with such intense violet eyes like his.

Unexpectedly, I leaned into Alexander’s touch for comfort.