Scarlet scars

Chapter 14: Handsome Bachelor Billionaire

Scarlet

I had gotten accustomed to my phone as I browsed the internet, social media and I had also learnt to take selfies. I did like most of the ones I took but I wasn’t going to post them anywhere.

As I surfed the internet, I found something that made my eyes go wide in surprise.

People’s choice most handsome Bachelor in the country.

Underneath it was Mr Grumpy in his Almighty attire, his suit. He looked really dashing and I wondered how many women were swooning over him. I felt a rush of jealousy as I thought about those rich ladies on their ponies having their eyes on him. Why, I had no idea. He wasn’t mine to begin with.

What I know was that we were both from different worlds now. He was famous and was wanted by millions of women, to which even if tried, I couldn’t compare to them in terms of looks and class. That alone made me so angry I didn’t even know why.

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I stood at my locker mirror for a few minutes staring at my reflection. I had decided to go against him and tied my hair in a tight bun the minute I stepped out of the first class. My hair was a tangled mess,disturbing my peace, entereing my mouth and what not. I retied the tight bun and then layed my edges exactly how Adeline had taught me. I got some lip gloss and puckered my lips. It was so frustrating that suddenly, I cared about how I look to someone else.

So conscious of the way I dressed. Not that I didn't like my clothes, I'd still go for those same type of clothes even if I had money, except more, not worn out. Maybe I was lying to myself. I straightened the wrinkles on my clothes, my black hoodie and my ripped jeans, which are not really ripped jeans but perfectly normal ones that were just worn out and got damaged on the knees.

I know he saw me in these same clothes in the morning but hey, I just found out he was a very important person. A billionaire for that matter. How was I supposed to behave around him.

I covered my hoodie over my head, grabbed my back pack and went out to the parking lot after receiving a text, that he was there waiting for me.

I walked out of the building and there he was, leaning on his car in all his glory. Sun glasses on his face, black jeans, white T-shirt and vans on his feet. No one has ever looked hotter in jeans. I thought. I stood still at a distance gawking and not daring to move a muscle.

Every ones attention was on him and I could even hear his name on some of their lips. Some, were even taking pictures and he just stood there smirking and looking at me without moving an inch.

"What is Jerald doing here?" I heard one ask

"I don't care, I just wish I could take him to bed" another said making me scrunch my face. Jerald smiled and I felt the urge to punch the girl who had said those words.

"Could he be here to see someone? his girlfriend maybe?" Another voice said.

"Isn't he Jerald? He must be! Youngest successful business tycoon in our country" this time a male voice, I didn't care enough to look at them. "This will be all over the news, he came to our university, let me ask him for a selfie" he continued. The first one ran to him and they all surrounded him in a matter of seconds.

I turned away and stormed off in the opposite direction. What was he thinking coming to my school under the pretext of having lunch with me. When all he wanted was the attention he was getting. What was the need for all of that. Of course he was used to it. I decided to leave, I wasn’t cut out for this. The fact was that, I felt sad because I didn’t think I would never be able stand beside him and take a selfie freely without ridiculed.

My thoughts were interrupted when I was pulled back by a force, I stumbled and hit my head on a hard sturdy chest, Jerald’s chest to be precise.

I looked up at him, mesmerised by his eyes, lost in them for a moment but then remembered I was I still in the schools lot. I tried to take my hand out of his grip but he held on tightly.

"Let me go.. What are you doing?!" I whisper yelled

"Uhm... Did you forget about our lunch date?" He asked lifting an eyebrow, holding my hand in a tight grip.

"What was the need for all this" I said through gritted teeth. I thanked the heavens for making me wear this hoodie which covered my head and face quite well because I could see the students still taking pictures. He eyed me in confusion. Was he playing dumb with me?

"Let. Me . go" I said enunciating every word through gritted teeth, "your woman fans won't like it if you are seen with me.... Also it won't do your image any good" I said looking him straight in the eye.

"Oh oh do I smell jealousy over here" he said jokingly and I glared at him making him gulp as he let go of my hand. "Look, I've never cared what people think about me okay, I said I'm here for you, so why should I be ashamed of being seen with you? " he said looking so damn serious, I felt small.

"You know what! I don't have time to argue with you.. Alright. I'm leaving.. So please enjoy this attention you're getting which you seem to be enjoying and leave me out of it" I said turning to leave but he grabbed my arm again, but this time gently.

"Cally .. I" he started but I didn't let him continue, he looked sad. I moved away from him and left. I had a job to go to anyway. For some reason the students had given us a distance and I kept my head down so as to not be recognized. I took a shortcut, making sure nobody followed me among the student body. I didn’t want any unnecessary drama in my life.

I put on my earphones and sang along to some raggae songs I had found online, as the short cut led me to the foot path leading to work. I had decided to walk to Mr Grande's even though I would be 2 hours early. I hummed to the beat and I hadn't even gone far from the university when I was grabbed and thrown over someone's shoulder. I panicked.

"Hey!.." I screamed and I was met with a masculine back wearing a white Tee. Mint and Forest pine scent engulfed my nose and instantly relief washed over me. Great, I wasn't being kidn*pped by some psycho.

"Put me dow.." I was cut off by the sound of a car door opening and I was placed in the front passenger seat of a car. I turned to look at him and he looked indifferent. Scary even.

"What are you.." He closed the door on my face before I could even finish my sentence. And suddenly the relief I felt earlier was replaced by anger.

'How dare he kidnap me? Who does he think he is? I'm getting off of this car right now' I thought to myself. I tried opening the door and of course he isn't stupid. He got to his side and I counted down not looking in his direction. Immediately his door opened, I opened mine and was quick to step out but he caught my arm and I was about to jerk my hand away but

"Please" he said and I felt everything melt inside. I sighed in defeat and turned to him.

"Talk" I said looking him straight in the eye and he gulped. So it seems I can be intimidated at times huh!. I inner smirked.

"Uhm..uh... I- I don't know where to start from .." I rolled my eyes and put my other leg back inside the car and closed the door.

"Let me help you...you can start by apologising for k********g just now" I said crossing my arms over chest and boring my eyes into his black ones. He sighed, put the keys into the ignition and started the car. He turned to me looking serious as hell.

"Look, I didn't mean to... But you left me no choice..."

"I left you no choice? What do you mean I left you no choice! You freaking come to my school to impress those darn girls and you... You.. You are here now .. Why don't you go and get the attention you deserve from those ...those freaks who want to take you to bed"

I yelled and when I looked at him, he was speechless albeit surprised at my liitle outburst. I felt all the weight I had placed over my chest lessen. It was really clogged in there.

"Are you done?" He asked raising an eyebrow and that left me flabbergasted. I drooped in the seat and looked out the window, though the car wasn't moving.

How could be so stupid. I forgot my place by shouting at him, where did my self control go. I've learnt to control my talkative self over the years, because I know the consequences of getting someone angry, but whenever I see Jerald, I don't know what happens. It's like my real self just appears.

To top it all off, I made myself look like a fool. I sounded like a jealous wife or girlfriend and he even took it with indifference.

"Hey.." He started but I was still not facing him. I felt so ashamed. I wanted to cry and say sorry for yelling. I didn't mean to. I felt his hands on my shoulder turning me to face him. I opened my eyes and found his looking at me. He looked sad.

"I'm sorry" we both said at the same time

"Why? ..Why are you saying sorry?" He asked and this time, a tear escaped my eye..

And he was quick to wipe it, as his hands left my shoulders to my face.

"For.. For yelling.. I-I didn't mean to. I'm sor-"

"Shhhhh shhhh... Don't" he said caressing my face.

"It's my fault... I shouldn't have come to your university like that. The problem is that I never think too much about what I do, which is why I came up with the idea of k********g you, as you put it.. The point is, I didn't think. But let me make a promise today.."

He cupped my cheeks and continued "I won't do anything that you don't like and I will always ask you before doing something but I want you to promise me, you will trust that I'm here for you and that I never want to hurt, especially not intentionally" he said, our foreheads meeting.

I nodded bumping our heads in the process and we both laughed.

We stopped and he looked at my lips and I felt goosebumps rise all over my body.

"I kind of liked you when you are shouting at me.. You sounded jealous.. Aaaaand you ..looked hot" he merily laughed and I smacked his shoulders as we drove off to who knows where, laughing.