Chapter 6
1500 Words
Daniel’s POV-
I smiled watching Olivia’s cheeks turn slightly pink color, I think that she would have been bright red if she wasn’t wearing all that make-up. I wanted to see just how innocent she was, especially after what she had said.
After what had happened in the corridor, seeing her stand up for herself finally, made me all sorts of messed up. She crushed Sarah with her intellect. Blocked a strike from Dana, and shoved her away.
What interested me most about that moment was that Olivia didn’t flinch, and she waited till the very last second to block Dana’s strike. It impressed the hell out of me. I was surprised when she told everyone listening that she was a virgin and hadn’t even kissed a boy. The remark she made about her step-father was also interesting. The fact that she stated that Sarah probably wouldn’t last five minutes against her stepfather, made me wonder whether he was violent.
When Olivia lifted her sweater to show her abdomen, just to show how slender she was. I wanted to rip her towards me and kiss her hard, show she was taken, especially after how some of the other guys in the corridor looked at her. It made me angry, possessive. When I saw the way they were looking at her, I nearly lost it.
She is mine, even if she doesn’t know it yet.
When they went off to class, I knew I had to follow. I had to sit close to her. I had to stake my claim on her.
The moment I sat next to Olivia, she started staring. I knew she was trying to figure out why I sat next to her. I never had before, so I told her that I liked her.
“Say something, or I will shout that I like you and no one is to touch you,” I smirked. She remained frozen.
I opened my mouth to shout it, but her hand shot up clamping over my mouth, I faintly heard the sound of a pen dropping to the floor. I couldn’t hide my amusement that she had done that.
Her eyes went wide when she saw what she had done, and pulled her hand away. She tried to glare at me and said, “You are only saying that because you want my cherry.”
Well, I can’t deny that she is partially right. I want to be all her firsts and her last, her only.
I watched her look down, as the pen she had dropped. She bent to pick it up, and that was when I saw the marks on her neck, mostly concealed by her turtle-neck sweater. They looked like fingerprint bruises from being strangled. It made me angry to see her hurt, but this was not the time nor the place for me to bring it up.
When she had sat back up straight and met my gaze, I said, “You are partially right. But it is true that I like you. So, I want to be all your firsts, your last, your only.”
I watched at her cheeks flush pink a little. But before she could answer, Mr Harris began the class, and we had to shut up.
I know Olivia, she doesn’t say a single word during class, unless she has to. She is a very studious girl. I like that about her, that she always has her nose in a book. At least I know where she would rather be on a Saturday night, unlike that stupid girlfriend of Mike’s.
Mr Harris handed out paired assignments, so I ended up paired with Olivia, who was trying to hide her blush from me. We were given time to talk amongst ourselves.
I immediately said, “Can I have your number?”
She nodded, and pulled out her phone. She showed me her number, and while I was typing it into my phone, she got a message notification from Harry. I am pretty certain that the message was cussing her out and demanding she come home tonight, or he would hunt her down.
“I have got it. Let’s put your name down as Olivia, in brackets my Queen. By the way, who is Harry? I just saw a notification with his name flash up on the screen is all,” I said.
“Oh,” she gasped, turning her phone screen to look at her, where she then drained of color. She had literally been blushing mere seconds ago, when I had said that I had typed in brackets my Queen. It is what I want her to be, not that she would believe it right now.
She cleared her throat, and said, “He is my stepfather, and an asshole.”
I placed my hand on the center of her back, as I asked, “Are you okay? You have become really pale?”
The moment I rested my hand on her back, I felt it, even through the baggy sweater and top she was wearing underneath. Bandages, wrapped around her ribs. I was familiar with that feeling all too well when I had to support fellow brothers through the clubhouse to the clinic, due to the injuries they sustained during club business or during a fight.
She moved away from my touch, slowly, like she was torn between staying or moving as far away as she could. I noticed her jaw clenched as she gritted her teeth, probably to fight through whatever pain she was in.
She put her phone away, and returned to focusing on what we had to do for the assignment. We arranged a time to meet up and complete the assignment together. Just as quickly as it started, class came to an end.
Olivia was very quick to tell her friends that she was going to the bathroom and headed off. I left the class to follow Olivia, but I ran into Katie. She was grinning from ear to ear. The mischievous grin that she always had when she did something, none of us would ever think she would be able to do.
“What did you do?” I asked, as she pulled me over to the other side of the corridor away from too many ears.
“So, Olivia is going to her locker right now, and then I am going into the bathroom in a second, but you should know that I may or may not have broken into her locker, and stolen a few things,” she replied.
My eyes widened as she spoke. I was shocked that she could do it, though it shouldn’t have surprised me.
“What did you take?” I hissed.
“I pulled a large amount of hair from her hairbrush, found a bloody rag, like she had, had a nose bleed or something. I have them in a ziplock bag in my bag. Anything I should know about,” Katie said.
“I think she has bandages around her ribs, that is what it felt like to me. She also has finger-shaped bruising on her neck. That is probably why she is wearing that turtle-neck sweater,” I told her, quietly.
Katie nodded, “I will go hide in the bathroom, before she gets in there.”
“Let me know what you see,” I said.
Katie nodded, “I will.”
As she ran off, Mike walked over to me with Phoenix and Devil.
Mike growled lowly, “What the hell is going on with you?”
“The short answer is Katie helped me figure something out about Olivia, and we are investigating it,” I replied.
“Why the hell are you so hooked on Olivia?” Mike asked.
I sighed, “Even Devil figured it out and how come you can’t?”
“Figure what out?”
“It's because he has never experienced feelings like what I have for Phoenix or you have for Olivia,” Devil interjected.
Realization dawned on his face, as he whispered, “You like Olivia?”
I nodded, whispering, “And, I think she is being abused by her stepfather. There is also a possibility she might be related to a ranked brother.”
The moment I mentioned abuse, their postures stiffened, as with all us Knights, our instincts to protect kicked in. But when I mentioned that she might be related to a ranked brother, their heads whipped towards me in shock.
“Who?” they all asked.
“Gold,” I whispered.
“Oh my god, her eyes. I knew I had seen them somewhere before,” Phoenix gasped, her hand covering her mouth.
But before we could continue anymore, Olivia hurried from the bathroom, as Sarah and Dana came over to us.
A moment later, Katie comes out with an expression that could kill, on her face. She looked ready to tear the world apart and kill anyone in her way.
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