Chapter 2

I got inside the locker room and head straight to mine which is located behind the first block. And I mentally slapped my forehead when I saw Tyler leaning against the locker. He automatically grinned when he saw me.

And before he could move towards me, I took an about face. But when I did, I saw Brett and Cole leaning in each side of the entrance.

Crap. I'm cornered.

Oh Loraine, where are you when I needed you?

"I have forgotten something in the classroom, I'll check it." I lied and resumed walking.

"Close the door." I heard Tyler spoke and to my horror, they complied.

"Uh, let me go out first." I said and head towards the closing door.

"You're not going anywhere Allen." Tyler spoke rather authoritatively behind me and it pissed me off, but I ignored him and still stepped towards the door.

"Didn't you hear me?" Tyler said just behind my ear as his arms snaked around my waist.

"Hey what are you doing? Will you please get your hands off me." I snapped and lifted his hands from my waist.

But he made them tighter.

"Tyler, will you remove your hands? Please." I said.

But he pushed me towards a nearby locker and pinned me against it. My bags and other paraphernalia fell on the floor as he secured my hands above my head.

"Not gonna happen." He whispered behind my ears. Dang.

"What do you want?" I asked.

He chuckled. "I just want to hear you moan."

"Moan?" I raised my brows. "Why in the world should I moan?"

"Because you are affected by my presence." He said.

"Excuse me?" I rolled my eyes. "You do not affect me in any sort other than annoyance. Now please let go of me and for once in your life grow up and stop bugging me."

"Like I said, not gonna happen unless you do exactly what I said." He said.

"I won't moan." I said firmly and silently wishing that Loraine would come.

"Oh really? Are you challenging me because I know some ways to make people moan and I'd be happy to apply them on you." He said as he slowly gave small bites on my shoulder.

What exactly is happening? "Ouch." I groaned.

"Just moan, baby." He whispered then one of his hands slid under my shirt and landed on my stomach.

"Hey!" This time I really screamed.

He just laughed and led his hand to my left nipple. He synchronized it with the movement of his tongue against my earlobe.

Damn. My knees are wobbling now. Okay I admit, Tyler is hot, so hot and though I really hate him, at the back of my mind, he is really a stud.

And the wall that my hate has provided is slowly wavering with his every touch. Loraine, help.

"Tell me Allen, you don't want to moan because you want to stay long under this treatment from me." He teased.

"F*ck you!"

He chuckled. "My, my, what should I do next?" He asked huskily behind my ear.

"You are to remove your hands from me." I said, answering his question.

"Don't outsmart me Allen, I'm not a fool." He said.

"Who says you're a fool, you're a douchebag in case you have forgotten." I reminded him.

"Really?" He snorted. "Well let's see how much of a douchebag I am then."

He then moved his hand down and slid it under the hem of my pants.

Oh, great god.

"Whatever you have in mind, please stop." I said, I'm beginning to sweat a lot.

"Nope. I won't unless I hear you moan." He said.

I felt his hands creeping on my groin and as a reflex, I curled my body, but it caused to push my behind on his groin.

Dang.

"Ah, so you want me to bang you?" He said.

"No!" I exclaimed and tried to pull myself away from him but the bastard is so strong. Arrrgh.

"Really?" He asked huskily and pushed his hips against my butt. And my, I could really feel him hard as steel.

What on earth is going on with this guy?

"Tyler please let go of me." I pleaded.

"Say it again." He said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Please Tyler let go of me." I repeated.

"You missed the tone." He said referring to the 'moan.' Then he slowly slid his hands deeper.

"F*ck Tyler, remove your hands off me." I snapped.

"Oh yeah?" He snuggled closer. "I can feel that you seem to like this."

"No, I don't!" I snapped angrily at him and partly, I'm angry at myself for being so heat up at the feel of his body pressed behind me and with his hand on my pelvic area.

He chuckled. "You are so adorable."

"What? I thought you hate me. Let me go and make up your mind first." I said.

"Actually," he removed his hand from my pelvic area and used it to cup my chin so he could tilt my head to face him. "I wanna kiss you right now."

I rolled my eyes. I don't believe him. This guy surely knows how to talk, but definitely, it's not going to work for me.

"I assume you don't believe me?" He asked.

"You got it right. Now please take yourself off from me."

"Why do you push me away?" He asked.

"Oh, you're asking me? Why don't you ask yourself?" I snapped and struggled again to get out of his hold, but he began giving little kisses on my neck.

F*ck. So, this is how it felt to be kissed.

"H-hey!" Ugh. Did I just stammer?

He chuckled as he kissed me then continued moving upwards towards my chin.

oh, great god.

"Tyler, please stop." I begged.

"Moan." He said and kissed me again, this time in my chin.

Ugh. I have no choice. I closed my eyes and was about to do what he said when there was a loud bang and the door slammed opened that startled us both.

For me, it was a relief. To him, it was an annoyance.

He pulled me with him towards the door and we saw Loraine with her hands on each one of the ears of Cole and Brett.

"We tried to stop her." Cole managed to say with his face showing pain.

"Are you okay Allen?" Loraine asked me, releasing the two.

I looked at my wrist which is still held by Tyler. "Uhm, not really." I admitted.

She followed my gaze and then looked at Tyler in the eye with her brows raised.

Tyler let out a sigh of defeat. "I'll get back on you." He murmured then left.

I hugged myself unconsciously.

"What did he do to you?" Loraine asked as she checked me.

I sighed. "Let's forget it." I said. I don't want her to know what Tyler did. It was so embarrassing.

"Oh, come on, tell me." She said.

"The usual, he pinned me on the locker and said unpleasant things." I sort of lied, well basically all of it was true but the details are lacking.

She narrowed her eyes at me. "Allen, there's something you're not telling me." She pressed.

"What?" I asked without looking her in the eye for I know she will find out. I turned to pick my bag on the floor.

But she stopped me by holding my shoulder then she get her eyes closer to my neck.

"What is this?" She pinpointed something.

I immediately covered my neck with my hand. "What?"

"Allen Gerard Mackendrei Green!" She snapped. "He kissed you! He fucking gave you a hickey! And you are not telling me?"

"Aw crap." I muttered. It's rare that Loraine would snap like that added with the recitation of my full name and when she does, I'm doomed.

I raised my hands in defeat. "Fine. He did kiss me and I'm thankful that you came, or my first kiss would be a waste." I sighed.

"You should have told me earlier so I could teach him a lesson. He does not have the right to harass you like that. This is definitely on another level." She said and pulled me. "Come with me."

"Where?" I asked as I almost trip along the way.

"To the scumbag of course." She said.

"Oh no. Please, I don't want to see him." I admitted.

"And why would that be?" She stopped and turned around with her hands on her waist.

"I just don't want to see him after what he did because it kind of reminds me."

She sighed. "Fine. But next time, tell me immediately."

I nodded.

There won't be a next time. I don't want him to see my weakness.

We headed at our usual spot and what happened in the locker room was never talked about again.

...

Loraine and I parted ways that afternoon. I climbed on my bicycle and started heading home.

On my way, I saw a guy driving a big bike with a helmet on. He was wearing a leather jacket and faded jeans with Alex shoes.

I just felt my heart raced. Who was that?

I shrugged. I really have a thing for guys in bike and helmets.

"You had a good day?" My father asked as I entered the house.

"Why do you say?"

"You're smiling." He said with a hint of tease in his voice.

"Smiling?" I remembered the guy in helmet. "Ah, I guess I had a good day." Minus the locker incident.

I shook my head at the thought.

Then somebody cleared his throat and I saw Mr. Hayes, my father's best friend.

"Oh, Good afternoon Mr. Hayes." I greeted.

He nodded his head and smiled. He is indeed a man with a few words or no word at all.

"I'll go upstairs." I said.

"Okay." My father said.

As I was changing my clothes, I heard father saying good bye to Mr. Hayes and I peeked at the window and saw Mr. Hayes putting on his black, long coat he always has with him.

I remembered him visiting in the house in a certain interval. And ever since the first time I saw him, I could really sense something from him. He seems to emanate an aura of authority.

On my surprise, he looked back and caught me staring so I gestured an awkward wave. And as usual, he just nodded and disappeared in my view.

I tilted my head and saw the full moon already up in the sky even with the sun still in the horizon. It was beautiful.

Then I snapped as I felt the same nagging feeling of being watched and this time it came from everywhere.

I stepped away from the windows and went down and saw a note in the table.

I'll be home late. I have an appointment to attend to. Dinner is on the cupboard. Don't stay up too late.

-Marcus

I sighed. What appointment does he have this time?

Maybe he's on a date. I snickered at the thought.

I was about to eat when I heard an unusual rustling outside, so I went out and checked it.

The night is so wonderful with the moon above. Just as I stepped outside, the nagging feeling took over. The rustling didn't come back again but I took a step towards the "restricted place " because of curiosity.

The cold wind sweep and I automatically hugged myself but despite this, I continued on walking towards the forest.

I stepped inside and was welcomed with large roots of the trees that was looming above me. I could feel the moist foliage under my feet although I have slippers. As I went in deeper, I started to see fireflies. And In spite of the thick canopies above me, the narrow way seems to be so clear and the feeling is starting to get stronger.

I looked back and saw that I was already several meters away from where I entered. I think I won't loss my way. I continued on walking where I think I'm being pulled or something like that. It's like there is a giant magnet in somewhere just a few meters ahead of me and I'm like a small pin attracted to it.

Added with my curiosity. I guess it's time to prove if curiosity really killed a cat.

After a few minutes of slow-paced walk, I arrived at a small clearing where only a carpet of moss and other sorts of flowers that I do not know the name except for the roses, grow. And they all glow under the moonlight with the fireflies flickering everywhere.

It was beautiful. I stepped inside and found myself enjoying the view.

However, the feeling is still there. I disregarded it. Maybe I am just overthinking things. But when I turned to pick some flowers, I heard something behind me. I turned and saw a huge wolf looming above me. So huge.

I gasped. "Oh god."

Its eyes were staring at me. But when I stared at them, I found myself lost. I felt my hand touching its fur and it felt good. The wolf lowered its head to level at mine and nuzzled me so we're forehead to forehead. And again, it felt good.

But it suddenly stepped away and growled then jumped into the darkness outside the clearing.

What just happened?