Slaves of Unforgotten Past

WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?

CHAPTER EIGHT

I blinked my eyes multiple times in confusion.

“Why are you here?” I asked.

But before he could open his mouth to respond, Amara and Delilah stood in unison.

“Is he Troy?” They asked in chorus with their eyes in astonishment.

Troy looked at them with a handsome smile on his face.

Ugh! Why is he smiling like that?

“Yes, my name is Troy, and I am Cassandra's fiancee,” he said in a “not so loud but everyone can hear” voice.

I could certainly die at this moment.

And there he goes, so perfectly, fixing his hair with his hand.

Just by looking at him, my stomach became full and it looked like the sun's light enveloped his whole body and he seemed to be glowing.

His eyes meet mine and staring at his kissable lips makes the butterflies in my stomach go wild.

The way he parted his lips made me think of that kiss. He is so tempting.

Why was he being like this?

"Hey,"

Troy tapped my shoulder.

Oh goodness, gracious!

I was about to hold his hand that was resting safely on my shoulders when he suddenly shook it, which made me a little bit confused.

‘But, wait?! What the fudge was I about to do?’

Ugh! Why do I become dumb when Troy's around?

"Hey, are you okay? I've been calling your name but it seems like you're spacing out. Would you like to go out with me? I know how much you missed me and I miss you too,”

I stared at Troy's eyes, firstly because I wanted to argue with him but as soon as our eyes met, I felt extreme sadness in my heart. I know it sounds cliche but it was true.

Troy's eyes indeed speak a thousand words that I wasn't able to hear but could certainly feel. I am completely puzzled as to why he kept on saying sweet things his heart wouldn't approve of.

This is for sure that his eyes speak differently from his mouth.

"I know I am handsome but will you please refrain from drooling over me,"

My attention immediately diverted to what he just said as I couldn't accept it.

'Me? Drooling over him?! Is he nuts?! I only met him a few times, and yes we're engaged but it couldn't prove that I am already in love with him,'

"In your dreams," I rolled my eyes at him.

"Let's go together," he said as he held my hand.

I was electrified. I immediately withdrew my hand from holding his.

"Did you feel it?" He asked.

I nodded.

"It was the mate bond that pulled us to be together," he whispered.

"Hey! I know that we are destined to be together because of that so-called mate bond, but will you please... not here? I want to finish my studies and be the most famous fashion designer so will you please stop and refrain from showing your affection here in my school?" I whispered back.

I couldn't believe that I would Troy see Troy in my school.

Wow! I think I am a warrior who was able to save many people's lives in the past.

It was such an honor for an average pretty woman like me to have a devilishly handsome fiance'.

Ugh! Thank you universe for giving me such a wonderful gift!

“Will you please stop flirting in front of us, singles? At first, we thought your actions were sweet but right now, you can make us puke. It's an eyesore!” Amara said.

“Yeah, give us singles, some space,” Delilah added.

However, the man winked his eyes and only smiled at me.

He then held my hand tightly and I could feel the electricity flowing in every inch of my veins. At first, it hurts but after that, it feels great.

“Stop holding my hand,” I said.

“But, I know you like it, right?” He said.

“Who wants to be electrified?” I retorted.

I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at him as I could feel that he was mocking me.

But he seemed to be unbothered by my look as he simply faced his back at me.

"Hey!"

I yelled at him as he began to walk confidently inside our school campus.

However, he seemed to pretend that he was not able to hear me shout. So I decided to chase him.

"Are you planning to enroll in this school because of me?"

I am a bit excited to hear his response but Troy indeed loves to play suspense.

Geez! This man had some attitude.

Why was I not aware that such a pretty boy got into the same school as me?

We were walking in the lobby close to each other and I somehow felt good about it.

However, due to Troy being the most handsome man on our campus, it was inevitable for me to receive a lot of cursing gazes from women who saw us walking together.

I wonder how they will react if they know the truth of me being betrothed to Troy.

I sighed at the thought of me dying at such a young age.

'Why is he so handsome? Is he even real?'

After taking a few more steps, I arrived in my room.

I immediately went inside and purposely didn't say goodbye to Troy to avoid the questioning faces of my classmates but this fvcking moron id*otic sh*t who doesn't know the struggle of getting bullied shouted my name just to say goodbye.

And guess what's worse? He winked at me before leaving.

How I wish I could throw deadly weapons at that jerk.

The dissatisfied look of a woman who was also mesmerized by Troy's hotness immediately stabs my ego and confidence.

"Lame,"

Sure enough. I knew from the start that they would disapprove of me just walking beside Troy.

I couldn't help but heave a sigh of disappointment as I would no longer have peace in my senior days.

Well, you might also be thinking of me calling off our engagement but I would certainly not do that.

Want to know why?

It's simply because he's mysterious, sweet, kind, and handsome. Just my type.

I'm thinking about my kid's future.

If I were able to have a family with Troy, it certainly would be a high probability that our children would somehow look like him. And it's great.

I am pretty and Troy's also good-looking so… more chances of having good-looking offspring.

I know I may sound dumb for having such a simple and shallow explanation and reasons for marrying Troy but I do have deep reasons for marrying him too. But those deep reasons should remain as it is... deep.

Deep that's only for me to keep.

Moving forward, our classes ended and I was so happy that I got complimented by our professor.

I'm so glad that she liked my new designs and concepts.

It's been an honor for a student like me to be noticed as "a student with not just beauty and attitude but also as a woman who has talent". What a good description of a woman like me.

Moving forward, as I was about to go outside, Chelsey along with her three mean minions, blocked my exit.

"Who do you think you are walking and flirting with? That boy is mine, Cassandra!"

Chelsey was raising her eyebrow at me.

'Who do you think you are to call him "your man? Don't you know that he's my fiance?'

I retorted as I showed them the ring on my finger.

Just kidding. I don't have an engagement ring on my finger and I also don't have the confidence and time to argue with these spoiled feeling-pretty brats.

"It's just a coincidence and certainly won't happen next time,"

I replied as I bowed my head not because I was afraid of them but because I just didn't want to have a bad record here in school, you know?

I am already halfway through my senior year in high school.

Well, as you all know, I don't have a lot of memories during my junior year in high school since I do have amnesia but this time, I really would like to have the best out of the best in my senior year.

"Make sure to keep your distance from him or else…"

Chelsey leans her face closer to my ears and whispers.

"Got it?"

I creased my forehead as I didn't have any idea of what she just whispered to me.

I am not a slut! I don't even have boyfriends in my entire teenage life.

So how am I having naked pictures?

Oh yeah… How stupid of me to forget about the use of technology.

"Whatever suits you. My conscience is clean and besides, if I use your tactics against you, I know for sure that people will believe me compared to you. Bye,"

I immediately went outside the room.

Thankfully they didn't chase me.

I never knew that it felt great to fight back.

I giggled when I thought about what happened earlier.