My Dangerous Boy's

Part 45 - The Scared

"Sick," Shella complained as she felt pain running through her leg. He was rough and kept trying to move his feet to get out of his bed.

"That fucking *******. I will kill him," he said.

He glanced at the clock above the nightstand, then gasped in surprise. Because of her shock, Shella suddenly stood up from her place and immediately fell on the floor because of the pain that whack.

"Shit," he said again for who knows how many times.

Shella stumbled downstairs, grimacing in pain. Shit, he was late for college this morning.

Wait and?

Shella stopped moving when she reached the living room, then scrunched her forehead strangely. He just remembered if yesterday he fell asleep on the long sofa, then why he could move to his own room? Did he get hit yesterday with a 'walking dream'?

Shella then forced herself to sit on the sofa while hissing painfully. Is it possible that bastard moved it?

The girl gritted her teeth furiously, then turned to take her bag which was on the sofa. He reached into his flattened object and opened the phone.

However, he immediately sighed as soon as he found his phone had run out of battery. Shella forgot to fill it up last night.

By force, he moved from his seat to go charge his phone first before leaving for campus.

Then, with his footsteps sluggish, headed to the bathroom and cleaned himself up. Her mood immediately dropped dramatically once she realized that today Shella would meet with her lecturer again.

Oh my god.

Shella took off all her clothes, and once again she hissed painfully as she plunged her feet into the bathtub. That damned wound really made him miserable.

Shella ignored the pain and continued to try to plunge herself into the water to the extent of the neck. He poured his favorite soap into the bathub, making the scent of lavender feel immediately burst into every corner of the bathroom.

The fragrance that always makes him calm for a moment.

"Where are you, Shella!" squealing a voice that made the girl who was about to close her eyes suddenly opened her eyes again.

He quickly came out of the bathtub and kept trying not to make the slightest sound. Carefully, Shella grabbed the hanged bathrobe and put it on.

"Shella!" The voice was once again heard, making the fur of Shella's nape instantly goosebumps. Luckily in the bathroom there were so many bottles of soap, that Shella could use it as protection.

He then stepped slowly towards the door and turned the knob, while one of his hands was already tightly grasping the soap bottle.

"Where are you?" the baritone screamed for the third time.

Shella peeked a little and turned her head out of the door, then stared around her room.

Blank.

"You're here it turns out." A sound from behind made Shella jump. He turned his head towards the back quickly and directly hit the person with the bathroom door.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" the man screamed as his handsome face was instantly struck by the bathroom door. Shit, he's been standing in the wrong position.

The man fell back and sat on the floor. He grimaced and rubbed his nose which was painful. The door******* has made his good looks disappear.

Without seeing the man's face, Shella immediately floated the soap bottle that was still filled with soap liquid to her face. After that, he immediately stomped on the stomach of the man several times using his feet.

The subtle ringisan of pain made Shella become more cruel to beat the burly body. The girl's movements began to move to the lower area, the area that the man feared the most.

"Si-shit. Not Shella. Stop it, please don't" the man choked in horror. He tried to get up from the floor and slightly away from Shella.

Shella was about to squeal, but the man immediately covered Shella's mouth with his palm. Finally the screams were immediately submerged, narrating the moons of Shella who was still trying to escape from him.

The calm brown eyes seemed to hypnotize Shella, until not a second, he widened his eyes when he met a handsome face that was not foreign to him.

"Zavier?" shella whispered behind the man's burly palm.

7 May 2020