His ruin

The line between love and hate

Emilia’s pov:

The next few days didn’t feel any better.

I was halfway down the pavement which leads to the school entrance when it happened. A car sped past, too fast

Dirty water splashed all over me , ruining my uniform

Laughter erupted around me

I wiped my hands on my uniform, my jaw tightening and I turned towards the road where the car was now parked.

And there he was, behind the wheel

Baron Damien Spencer, watching me.

“Asshole” I muttered under my breath

Ever since that day in that room, he had made it his mission to ruin me.

The first bell rang. Ten minutes, that’s all I had before I would be marked late.

I rushed inside, heading straight for my locker

But the moment I got there, I stopped.

Damien has his girlfriend pressed against my locker, kissing her.

Moving closer I cleared my throat

“Ahem”

“What?” He said lazily not even breaking contact with her

“ my uniform is in that locker”

“Cool” he didn’t move, instead he kept kissing her, while staring straight at me,daring me.

“Mister Spencer, I need you to move away from my locker”I said firmly

He pulled back “what you need to do is to go home and do my f*****g laundry,help”.

He said loudly, his voice echoing through the hallway.

The hallway for a moment went quiet, then exploded

“Wait, is she his maid?”

“No way”

“She’s on scholarship!”

Laughter,whispers,judgment and everything in between all hit at once.

But I didn’t back down

I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. Before I could open my mouth to defend mysel.

She spoke… Georgia

The perfect, polished and poisonous Queen bee,

“You’re a poor little scholarship girl” she said with a smirk “And Damy is the richest guy in school”

She stepped closer to him, looping her arms around his

“ you’re not in his league”.

I smiled, even though my chest was tight

“His league?” I said lightly

“I’m not even playing his game”.

My eyes flicked to him

“I don’t fight dirty to win”.

Heavy silence fell

For a moment I thought I have the upper hand. But then I saw it, something dangerous flicked in his gaze

Not anger but something interesting

“You will” he said quietly

The confidence in his voice sent a chill down my spine

“ once I push you far enough “

I tried grabbing my locker handle, but he pushed my hands off and blocked my way.

“ please move away from my locker” my voice came out steady. Mister Spencer didn’t move, of course he didn’t.

Instead he tilt his head slightly studying me

“What?,” he said lazily “ you gonna fight me?”

A slow smirk followed “ Go for it, stand up for yourself”

For a second,I really thought of doing so, but reality hit me . Stand up to him and my mother will pay the price and Charlotte won’t get the treatment she needs.

My hands clenched at my sides

Don’t risk it

“Why are you torturing me Mister Spencer?” I ask quietly.

In one swift movement he grabbed me, my back slammed against the nearby locker

A gasp tore from my throat as his hands firmly pinned me in place, like he had no intention of letting go

“ Because I can “ he says, his voice low and controlled “and I will “

His grab tightened slightly

“ because there is nothing you can do about it”.

My breath caught, our faces were now inches apart

Too close, that if either of us moved even the slightly bit, our lips would touch.

Heat rushed through me,which got me confused

Why am I feeling this way?

No no no Emilia, snap out of it, I forced myself back to reality

Before I could think twice, I drove my knee straight into his groin

He groaned, his grip loosening instantly

“ I hate you “ I snapped

And before he could recover

I ran

My heart pounded as I rushed down the locker room hallway, barely seeing where I was going.

I just needed some space, air and distance from him.

Before I could make it far, I collided with someone.

I braced myself for the fall, squeezing my eyes shut.

But it never came, instead strong arms caught me.

“ whoa easy” the voice was warm and calm unlike the devil’s own.

Slowly I opened my eyes and found myself staring at a boy I had never seen before.

He’s cute, got soft eye.. nothing like him

Why am I comparing the both of them ?

“Who are you running from?” He asked

I didn’t answer, but my eyes flicked to the side, instinctively

“Damien huh” his tone shifted slightly.

And there Mr Spencer was, standing and watching us. The look in his eyes wasn’t just anger, it was something darker and sharper, like he didn’t like what he was seeing

“ don’t let him get to you” the boy said, pulling my attention back to him

“ He’s my friend and also the biggest asshole I know”.A small unexpected smile tugged at my lips

“I’m Cole, by the way”

“I’m Emilia” I said

We walked down the hallway together, talking about nothing and everything at the same time .

And for the first time in awhile, I felt normal,I wasn’t judged nor targeted .

*Back at the locker room* Strangers pov:

…..

“ Damy look at me” Georgia’s voice cut in, impatient

“ don’t get worked up over that poor little girl”She stepped closer yet again, looping her arm around Damien neck

“ You want to skip first period?, I have got something planned”

But Damien wasn’t really listening, his jaw was tight

His face distant, still fixed on the direction Emilia had ran to .

And without a word, he pulled away and walked off

………

Damien’s Pov

The music was loud, the light too bright .

I came to this party with the sole purpose of cooling off and relaxing, without the thought and reminder of what happened earlier .

But that didn’t last long, because Cole showed up, not just only him but with Emilia, draped in his arms,giggling and laughing.

She must have noticed someone watching her like a predator , because she slowly turned and looked my way

Her smile faded instantly

Throwing off the girl on my laps, I slowly walked towards them, meeting them halfway in the middle of the room

“I told you not to bring her”I said, slicking my hair back, being frustrated already

“What the hell is your problem” Cole snapped, stepping forward “we’re just hanging out, got a problem with that” he said, raising one eyebrow up

“We’re settling this now and try not to cry when I break your face this time “ I slowly say, smirking.

Only for the smirk to wipe off my face on hearing the defensive voice of Emilia .

“Back off Damien”

Amusement and disbelief consumed me, is she seriously defending him?

“Didn’t I warn you to stay in the servants quarters…help?” Adding the last part to break her more

My gaze shifted back to Cole

“ Now he have to pay, this is your fault”

Everything happened too fast, Emilia swiftly and carefully being pushed aside by Cole

And then there came a punch

My face snapped to the side as Cole’s fist connected to my face

The sound of the punch echoed

The music didn’t stop, but the room did

Silence fell, people watching and anticipating on what will happen next

I raised my face “well, you do hit like a b***h”

And then every restraint in me broke loose.