Chapter Forty-Three: In The Storeroom

"Mmmhff....."

Other than these muffled sounds that were escaping through the hand that was covering my mouth, I was not able to speak anything more.

Since we were on the second floor of the library and it was time for the lunch break, there were already very few students in the library, and the worst part was that there was barely anyone on the second floor.

I was pushed inside a small storeroom in the very back of the library. The darkness disappeared as a very faint light bulb was flickered on.

The hand that was covering my mouth all this time finally left it for a few seconds, giving me enough time to shout for help.

However, as soon as I opened my mouth to shout, I found not a single syllable leaving my lips.

There was no sound, only dead silence as my attacker stared at me with raised eyebrows.

Even though I had the perfect opportunity to call for help or at least to try running away from the attacker who dragged me inside that small storeroom filled with dusty chairs and tables, I was left totally speechless as words refused to leave my lips as my eyes registered the identity of the person who was standing in front of me.

It was none other than that silver-haired boy, Rylan. He was the last person I was expecting to be my attacker, or maybe not.

"Why? Not planning to call for help anymore?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips while his icy eyes held me captive.

My back was flushed against the wall but it was still unable to create much space between me and that boy.

"What do you want?" 

It was a pure miracle that my voice came out steady and not full of quivers. Even though, in reality, I was shivering from inside.

"A question in reply to my questions? Interesting!" Rylan said as he played with the pen that he was holding in his hands.

It was the same pen that he used just a few hours ago to create a hole in my back and even though my mind was not focused on the pain that I was feeling on my back, I still could not help but flinch a little at the sight of that pen.

Rylan probably registered the flinch and the change in my facial expression as he showed me the pen while speaking.

"From your performance back in the chemistry period, you almost convinced me that you are immune to pain. However, your strategy of ignoring me has made me curious. Now, I want to know exactly how strong you are. Shall we try?" 

I could feel my heartbeat increasing as the boy started walking towards me. My eyes staring at the one that he was holding in his hand.

I watched in horror as he raised the pen high before bringing it towards me with a huge force and speed.

It was like he was planning to pierce the own right through my head and instinctively, I raised both of my hands to cover my face to protect it from the attack of the pen.

My body was shaking, my breathing was coming out in short puffs and I could feel my eyes getting heavier as tears started forming.

I waited and waited but the pain that I was supposed to feel, never came.

The lack of pain and any other kind of sound in the room, made me open my eyes which landed directly on the silver-haired boy who was looking at me with his icy blue eyes.

The only emotion that I could pick from his expressions was the curiosity that was shining from behind the facade of indifference that he had put on.

It took all my willpower to not shed the tears that were filling my eyes. Once again I was filled with humiliation.

"L-leave m-me alone!" I said in a whispered tone and it only made me feel worse. 

No matter how fearless and strong I tried to pretend, but in the end, I was even afraid of my own shadow.

I looked up at the boy as he let out a deep sigh while shaking his head continuously.

"Bullying you were supposed to be fun..." Rylan said as he walked closer to the girl that was looking at him with her beautiful green eyes that were shining with unshed tears.

He could not help but feel a sudden pain piercing through his heart as he witnessed the state that she was in.

Did he seriously scare her that much? Rylan thought as he stuffed the pen in his pocket, hiding it from her sight.

A few minutes before she was looking like there was nothing in the world that could bother her and her calm attitude.

However, her current condition was telling an entirely different story.

Rylan could not understand the sudden but huge difference in her attitude and at the same time, he could not understand the reason that was making him worry for that girl.

"A.....are you....alright?" Rylan finally asked the question out loud as he observed me with his keen eyes.

I just shook my head in reply as I looked around the room to find an escape route. However, he was standing right in front of the door which was the only escape route in the room.

"Fine! I won't bully you anymore. Can you stop shaking like you just witnessed a murder or something? You are scaring me too." Rylan said with a huff as he folded his arms together and gave me a sharp look.

Even though I wanted to do exactly what he wanted and to get out of the situation as soon as possible, it was like my body was beyond the point of cooperation.

I could not help the shivers that were running through my body and neither the paleness and sweat beads that were covering my face.

I did not get the chance to understand what was happening and I had no idea exactly what Rylan was thinking, but the next thing I knew I was pulled into a warm embrace that felt strange but so right at that moment.