My Mate That I Don't Want

Chapter seven: Trapped

LIBERTY’S P.O.V

As I walked into the cafeteria I saw Fran sitting at the same table we sat at yesterday. She had a calm look, but I could see past that. She was annoyed and about to cause a scene. Then I followed her eyes. And I felt a feuming anger inside of me as I saw him. 

He turned around and I shoot him a glare that could melt seas. Honestly, I didn’t know why he had that effect on me, but he did, so there was nothing I could do about it. That's not true, but I don’t want to change my behavior towards him so… 

I got my food and walked as calmly as possible over to the table where he still sat. When I reached the table I looked between the two people that already sat there. Based on their looks Fran had the upper hand in the conversation. «I think it’s time you leave us,» I said in a dangerous tone. 

He ignored me and asked me worried «Where were you today?» his eyes annoyingly studied me. I just answered him short «That’s none of your business. Now leave.» I gave him my coldest gaze. He must be in some trance cause he didn’t even acknowledge me. «Didn’t you hear her! Go away!» Fran shouted at him. He finally looked at us with a strange look then he walked away.

JEREMY’S P.O.V

I didn’t understand why I listened to my mate’s friend. I needed to find out what she was. But first I needed to talk to my mate. I stood right outside of the cafeteria and waited for her When I smelled her I stood ready. The moment she walked out of the doors I grabbed a hold of her. I dragged her with me and pinned her to the wall of an empty hallway.

«What the f**k! What the actual f**k! Let go of me!» she screamed as I looked into her eyes that were shooting daggers at me. I just smirked at her. «You know what? I’m not gonna let go of you. Because then you're just gonna run away from me again.» I whispered to her as I leaned closer to her face. 

LIBERTY’S P.O.V

I was trapped. He held my wrists in his hand, they were stuck over my head. He leaned closer and closer to me. I felt his hot breath at my skin. With all of that s**t going on he had the nerve to smile at me. I suddenly became aware of just how short my skirt was. With me being me I was so focused on my short skirt that I didn’t even notice his other hand that shoots up to my face and caressed my cheek. It sent that weird yet wonderful tingle through me. 

That was the final straw. I was so mad that I acted out. I spat him right in his face and kneed him where the sun doesn't shine. He was shocked cause he let go of me and I sprinted away from him.

Well, he was right about one thing, I was gonna run away from him. I was so frustrated. What to do, what to do? I needed to get my a*s straight to class! Now focus on that Liberty I said to myself. Focus on the mere task of getting to class. When I finally managed to find my classroom I went straight to where Fran had seated herself and dumped down on the free chair.