Once, my paranoid love

Paul whispered in my ear, “I won’t let my doll betray me or leave my side.”

I took a deep breath and said to myself, ‘I’m just tired of your paranoia, Paul. Why can’t you trust what I’m saying?’

“I swear you will never see me again if you force me now,” I said.

“Elena,” Paul said, clutching my jaw in his palm, “You belong to me. I’m not bothered by your swearing. I’ll find you if you hide underneath the dirt.”

Our gazes met each other. Our hot breaths mingled with each other. I could hear his breathing. His fragrance was so strong that it could intoxicate anyone. But when Paul was on the verge of kissing me at precisely that time, someone knocked on the door.

“Who’s that?” Paul asked, covering my mouth with his hand. No one responded, but I kept banging on the door.

‘God, thank you! It appeared like someone had come. I can finally get rid of him.’ I closed my eyes.

[Bang! Bang!]

“Who is it?” Paul asked vehemently.

Paul’s gaze was fixed on me. “This isn’t the end, Elena. We’ll continue later at night.” Paul kissed my lips with a sneaky glimpse. When he let go of his grip, I gasped for air. As he let go of me, I shoved him aside and dashed towards the door.

Paul narrowed his eyes while thinking, ‘Why does she appear to hate my touch? Humph!’ He took a deep breath. ‘Whether or not she likes it makes no difference to me.’

I opened the door and saw Ron standing there. I said his name, “Ron.”

Ron stated, “Elena, you’re here.”

Ron spotted my smashed lip gloss when I tried to leave the room. He asked, “What’s the problem, Elena?” Ron put his arm over me. Suddenly, Ron hugged me as a gesture of consolation. I was kind of shocked to see him in that manner.

“What’s the matter with you? What exactly are you doing in the boy’s locker room?”

Paul was in the locker room. He was scrubbing his neck and cleansing his face. But he came to a halt when he heard Elena’s voice.

‘He’s here, and I’m going to break his nose today.’ Paul tightened his fist and dashed out the door, where he saw him hugging Elena.

When Paul saw them hugging, he became enraged. ‘How dare he hug you, Elena, but you let him hug you? How could you possibly do that?’ Paul gritted his teeth.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Elena, I’m here; don’t be scared of him.” Ron patted my head.

“Ron!” I said with an annoying face. “I am okay. You don’t have to hug…” But before I could finish my sentence, Paul grabbed my arm and dragged me over to his side.

“How dare you hug him?” Paul yelled at me.

I nodded and tried to say, “No, Paul, I did not…” But suddenly Ron shouted.

“How dare you touch my Elena?” Ron shouted as he pushed him and wrapped me in his arms. I lost my balance, and to balance myself, I clutched his hand as well.

“What did you say? Are you insane?” Paul arched his brows and asked in a calm tone. My head was on the verge of exploding as I heard Ron say what he had just said.

Paul stared at Elena and thought, ‘She seemed to relish his warmth. I knew it; everyone was the same as my mother.’ He clenched his teeth and yelled, “What have you done, you whore? Come along with me.”

“You bastard! How dare you call her a whore?” Ron retorted.

‘Whore!’ I locked my gaze on him. ‘He now refers to me as a whore. Because of your actions, Paul, my hatred for you is growing day by day.’

I shut my eyes and inhaled deeply. In the meantime, I regained my senses. I became conscious of the fact that Ron’s arm encircled me. I tried to untangle his grip as quickly as I could.

I said, “Ron, please leave me.”

Ron expressed his affection for me by saying, “Let me deal with it. Enough is enough. No one is going to be able to touch you.”

“You son of a bitch!” Paul shouted.

“Paul, shut up. Elena is my responsibility now.” Ron shouted. As he said, he grabbed my chin.

I narrowed my eyes when I heard him and became shocked when he started leaning on me. I widened my eyes when he was about to peer at a kiss on my lips.

‘What is he going to do?’ I thought, and before he kissed me, I slapped him without thinking anything.

‘No, I thought he was an admirer of Eva. Then why did he want to kiss me? What will Eva’s reaction be when she hears it? It seems everyone takes me as taken for granted’

I clenched my fist and shoved him. “How dare you?” I snarled at him. Since the first time we met, I have had doubts. I would never let him hurt Eva.

Ron pressed his hand against his cheek. I gave him a cold stare and said, “I didn’t expect it from you, Ron. I thought you liked Eva, but I was mistaken.”

“Elena, please stop and let me explain,” Ron said as he looked at me. I arched my brows and went away, completely ignoring him.

“Elena,” Ron called out her name.

Paul said with a grin, “Ron, she just loves me. Why don’t you just leave her alone? And I am so proud of my girl that she slaps you.”

Paul stepped out of the room, giving Ron a cheeky grin.

Ron gritted his teeth as he rubbed his cheek. ‘Elena, you’re the first girl to turn down me in front of him. I’m not going to let him win. I’m going to make you my girlfriend and show him.’