Bad Boy Isn’t My Type

Jennie Wilson POVC0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

” Hello?” I enquired.

*” Where the f*** did you wander off? Didn’t I f***ing warn you to not set a foot outside!!!”*

Vincent!!!!!

I cut the call instantly, my heart beating fast. How did he get my number????

Vincent called me again and I cut the call.

He kept on calling me and I finally received it fuming up. ” WHAT!!!”

” You little twerp where are you?”

” In the university!!!” I blurted out without thinking and I clamped my mouth cursing myself. Stupid idiot girl!

” In the university? What are you doing there? I am coming there, you stay where you are!”

” No you are not! I am in the library for god sake! Nothing will happen to me for your kind information! If you come here I will run away somewhere else where you can’t find me I am warning you”

I felt a pause from his side for second. I can imagine he was getting pissed right now.

” You really know how to piss me off don’t you? Despite my warning …… Come straight to my house right now.”

” No! I am going to read, you can’t stop me from reading mister! I am not coming now! ”

After a second I felt him sigh ” Why do you act like this every time…… Fine then don’t cut the call, I want to listen everything you do. Atleast you can do this if you don’t allow me to come to you and watch you. ”

What???? Weird guy!!!!

” No thanks! I want personal space, you can’t invade it every time you want Vincent. I. Am. Not. Your. Slave.!!!!” I yelled out and cut the call.

What does he think of himself!!!!!!

Egoistic bastard Moron Lunatic!

He called me again but I cut the call. I saved his number as ‘ Trouble maker’. I walked back to the library to read the books.

*2 hours later*

It was almost evening now, I yawned and closed the book. I guess it was time for me to get out. I got up and took my library card from the librarian and walked off merrily.

I was walking by giving the library books, but then I started hearing some cry and shouts at the corner of a campus, like someone was pleading.

Why does it look like somebody needs help?

I saw someone gathering of students. Since curiousity was hitting me high, I walked towards the direction of the noise, my heart pummeling.

My eyes widened in horror and shock, and I couldn’t believe my eyes for what I was seeing.

A boy from what I could say by haircut and dress was kneeling on to the ground, weeping and pleading, his head was suppressed by a foot of …… a senior.

There were 5 girls in total bullying a single boy and I could tell they were seniors because I could recognise Christene. Once upon a time a fling of Blake, but not anymore now. She was with her gang enjoying the cry and pleads of the boy.

He looked kind of weak and short for a boy though, he was little fragile and young type. Is he from 1st year just like me?

I looked around to few students passing for any kind of help but they were ignoring the situation like these vicious people were completely invisible to them.

All were afraid to make a move, because each and everyone were bound by fear and power. Since the holidays had begun for engineers, there weren’t much students around too.

I felt completely powerless and I looked at them in horror. They had beer bottles and cans with them, and some were smoking illegally in this college. My stomach turned with repugnance and fear.

” Please let me go! Please……” The boy voice was shrill and weak as he implored to them.

” I think we need to scar his f***ing brain, how to behave further with a girl isn’t it Ivy? ” Christine formed a crooked grin looking at him lethally and signalled another senior something which I didn’t knew what.

Horrifyingly one of the senior brought a iron rod and two other girls held the boy tightly, suppressing him to the ground.

He screamed out wiggling but they suppressed him with their foot, he didn’t stand a chance against them.

Oh no what should I do!!!?

Christine took the rod and eyed his knees, positioning the rod and the boy’s begging were ragged, interrupted by his heavy breathing.

No! No!!!

Everything froze in me, my heart pounding at an alarming rate. They were going to break that boy’s kneecap!

Christene swung the iron rod high, ready to hit the boy’s knees but Ivy came in between signalling Christene to lower the rod and ironically Christene did.

She looked hella dangerous, her hand little tatooed and bottled hair colour. I guess she was the leader here. She bent down squatting to the boy’s level and ruffled his hair smoothly, but her gaze was death chilling.

” Christene…… Why are you hurting such a lovely, cute fragile boy? Boys like him should be handled delicately and make them understand with love and care Isn’t it?”

She said fondling his cheeks with her thumb disgustingly making me cringe witnessing the situation.

” Please let me go. I promise I won’t snitch anything from now on. I have learned my lesson please let me go Please Ivy…… please.” He cried out even more.

*Phatttttt*

She slapped him so hard that he hit his head on the ground in response and his nose started bleeding rendering me shocked at her behaviour.

” YOU DARE CALL MY NAME FROM YOUR F***ING MOUTH! YOU LOW LIFE, SON OF A B*TCH!” She screamed at him grabbing his hair.

” Snitching about my sister to the principal! You really have nerves to be so imprudent despite knowing about the outcomes! ” She barked at him making him shrink in fear.

The boy was crying heavily, and it broke my heart into pieces because I knew the pain, when people bullied you making your life miserable and no one to help.

” Now…… now……” She patted caressing his hair pushing it back like she was suppressing her anger. ” Which man cries like this ha? You are making me feel bad now baby boy ” She pouted wiping his tears with her thumb.

He was shivering badly in the presence of her, hiccuping and crying more than ever. She smirked tilting that boy’s face, like she was scanning him.

” What kind of boy has such a pretty face like you do? I wonder what my sister saw in you …… instead of appreciating her you f***ing snitched to the faculty????? Didn’t your Mama teach you how to behave with a girl ha?”

The boy shuddered in fear and

pain. ” Ma’am…… I politely said her I was not interested, but she wasn’t stopping. She bullied me, insulted me in front everyone but I still endured it.”

” But then she was making my life miserable day by day torturing me and forcing me to accept her and it became unbearable, that’s why I had no option but to snitch to the faculty ”

Ivy’s muscle twitched in anger, and I sensed danger now. Oh no! She pulled his hair with a force, arching his head back and got into his face.

” Talking and defying my sister …… I appreciate your guts though …… I’m impressed but at the same time why is it killing me? WHY?” Ivy hissed increasing the grip on his hair making him yelp in pain.

Then she chuckled like a maniac, feeding onto his pain eyeing him dangerously. ” Are you a virgin pretty boy? It looks like your fickle mind doesn’t know how to cherish the moments which walks readily to you. Isn’t it? ”

He whimpered choosing to remain silent crying and trembling but it didn’t stop her obnoxious mind of hers to say the next words.

” I wonder what precious you are hiding beneath you, being so egoistic, protecting it completely from all of us. Why not disclose it in front of everyone here shall we? We are curious you see…… What’s say baby sister?”

She smirked turning towards the girl who was sitting on the bench smirking evilly watching the show. I guess she was the reason for all of this.

The boy whimpered hearing them, trying to wiggle of the hold but they suppressed him.

No!

They were going to rip that boy’s dress in front of everyone. They were going to expose him, shaming him in front of whole university!

Their malevolent looks made my blood run cold. No. I looked around, my tears welling up but none of them stepping up for help.

” No! No please no!!!! Please Iv-ma’am , please don’t do this, please I beg you ma’am please. I will do as you will say please don’t do this……” the boy cried out, breaking my heart into pieces.

His screams and shouts didn’t reach these vicious b*tches, two girls towering over him ready to pull his hoodie off.

He resisted pulling the hem of his hoodie down curling up on the ground, screeching and pleading them to stop and it was heart-breaking.

I felt like I was going to cry, scared to even imagine what would transpire in a few seconds.

I can’t go there…… Please, somebody help him… please!

Nobody even dared to step ahead, only whispers growing around. These rich people and their friends were highly protected, allowed to wreak havoc whenever they wanted and bully whomever they wanted.

The boy suddenly wiggled from their hold somehow and tried to run, but Christene swung the rod straight aimimg his leg and he fell loosing his balance straight right in front me.

He winced trying to get up but then our eyes suddenly met and I felt like everything completely muted around us, just him and me.

His drenched long eyelashes, his nose bleeding little, face covered with dirt, his bleeding lips, it was horrifying sight to see. It was cutting my soul deep within.

Our eyes never straying out of each other faces. I felt like his pain and sorrows reverberated to me and I felt connected to him. I knew how it felt like to be bullied by these vicious rich people.

His look was terrified and pleading. Without even thinking I lifted him up and made him stand. He was of my height ironically or perhaps a inch or two taller than me, and his body was trembling vigorously.

But then my eyes shifted to the girls who surrounded us instantly, making my blood run cold.

The boy hid behind me trembling and

my chest tightened, a scorching pain suffusing it.

” What the f***! …… Step aside, b*tch.” A senior barked at me.

Oh no, I’m scared. Breathing felt like suffocating. Don’t be like the rest of them, Jennie.

Don’t look the other way. Don’t be a coward.

” No.” I was shaking in fear, expecting an attack from any side.

” Wait……” Christene chuckled scanning me. ” Isn’t it our famous bullied girl…… Jennie Wilson …… trash can of our university.” She said sarcastically and everyone laughed.

” Oh yeah she is……” Ivy chuckled looking at me, as if I was of no worth. ” What’s up with you and Vincent anyway? A fling of his? ”

The fits of vicious laughter coursed through the air, and I felt cold fear all the way.

” Step away kid …… you have no business here. ” One senior barked at me making me and the boy both flinch in terror. I grew queasy, my heart pumping too fast under everyone’s eyes.

No! Don’t satisfy their obnoxious mind!!