Being my bully's only trigger

Kyla Jones POV " Kyla Kyla " "Table 4 needs their order taken! Table 7 has coffees ready." Aunt Isabella shouted. "Coming.." I shouted back. Aunt Isabella was my owner where I worked, a small coffee shop. She had always been second mother to me. For almost a year I'd been working in the coffee shop as a part-time job. The place was understaff, so I kind of worked all rounder. I did the waitressing, coffee preparation, sometimes cleaning the place after work. Aunt Isabella helped me in between. I was saving money for the college fees in which I will be going. The Arcadia University. I always dreamed of going there. I heard it was one of the top University in the world. world. Many die to study in that university, from all across the world. It was known for best education and whoever graduated from there, their life would be fully set. Children of high reputated family, celebrities, diplomats and many more studied there. Not many of a poor people like us can study there as everything in there was heavy expensive. My family can't afford it's fees easily. My family's financial condition was very poor. I am not complaining.... but I and Mom were so dependant on my father. We looked upon him and solely relied on him financially. He was a labourer in a steel factory. He daily worked hard so that I could have a good future. I hated to give burden to him. His wages were not sufficient to lead a luxurious life. But we were a happy family no matter what our condition was. We always thanked God without complaining about our life. I loved my father so much. He was a good man without vices, God-fearing, jolly person, a very loving husband and caring father. I loved my family so much. My mother had heart disease. She needed surgery. We fought for her life. We lost our savings and cottage, just to keep up medicine expenses and the surgery of course. By God grace she survived. She had mild pain, still after the surgery. She was advised by her physician not to do strenuous activities. We never let her to work outside. So I had to do part-time job to cope up with my family expenses. Aunt Isabella paid me well, no so well but it was sufficient to meet my daily expenses and some savings for my college fees. I was turning 18 this year. This means I was ready to go to college. Yayyy! I gave college entrance exam this year hoping that I can get selected through scholarship. Arcadia gave chances for few selected poor people like us as a charity work with an entrance exam. It was very tough, many like many competed to enter the famous Arcadia University. I kind of admit.. I was a bit of a nerd. Well I can't help it, I had to study hard to enter that college through scholarship. I just hope I get selected. If I graduated from that University, my family condition will get better and I can treat my family better by getting a decent job. That was the main reason I wanted to join that University. I was picking up some plates and the tips the customer left. Suddenly Aunt blocked me. She looked gorgeous in her gown. "Wait why are you in a gown!?" I raised my eyebrows. "Uh...sorry I didn't tell you, well it's your fault. You were so busy here, you completely ignored me" she pouted. " Fine say now" " I'm going to a ball, my mother's brother has invited us so..." " So....?" " So we will be leaving early..sorry sorryI'm kid, you have so much work to do" she said in one breath closing her eyes shut. " Oh come on, I got it aunty, Go enjoy the party." I grinned. "Are you su—" "Yes Aunt Isabella, GO. We have the day off tomorrow" "Okay just be careful while walking home" she hugged me tightly. " Bye Kyla, be careful" I heard her yell from outside already. I watched her go in her car. I grabbed the dishes and walked towards the sink. I started cleaning the dishes. It was 11pm. Suddenly I heard the small bell above the door tingling, signalling more customers. The cafe became pin drop silent. What stopped hustle and bustle in the cafe? Wait! Are customers coming or going? I turned suddenly, I gasped. A man in front of me. He wasn't that old, he looked like a college boy. He was staring at me. I felt like he was undressing me with his eyes. As I stepped back he took a step forward. My heart was hammering in my chest. "May... I..help you with something sir?" I shuttered. I was hell nervous. I panicked when I felt his large hands on my empty arms, yanking me closer to his body. "How could you do this to me Eva" He asked in a dangerous tone. I shivered by his voice. It's so rough and husky. My brain stopped working. "I...am...not Eva" I shuttered. His glare gave me shivers. His eyes were puffy and red, like he has cried a lot before. Is he a psychopath?!!! " Why do you always lie to me..? Do you hate me that much. Did you forget all things we had!?" He shouted still pinning me to his chest. " I am sorry sir I don't know who you are!! Please leave me" I tried to free myself from his hold. " You f***ing cheated upon me. Is he better than me!? Answer me, Eva" he was way beyond angry now. "I never cheated anyone, in fact I am single all throughout my life... I never had a boyfriend before." I screamed. "You are f***ing lying again" he pushed me away from him and with inhumane strength slapped me so hard across my cheek that I thought I saw stars the way they show in cartoon shows. I stumbled and fell back on the ground. I was feeling dizzy now. Nobody slapped me like this before. I looked at him shocked by his every actions. I wanted to cry....but I should not show my weakness to him. He shouldn’t know I am helpless. I can see the anger in his eyes....the coldness....the hatred... towards me? But what is my fault? I don't even know him! Tears were threatening to fall on the ground. I took a sharp breath and controlled my tears. He was taking large steps towards me. He looked like a maniac. I started jerking back, I was still in the ground. I pushed myself away from him with the help of my hands. "Please.....don't come near...me! Who are you!?" I stammered. Suddenly he grabbed me and pinned me to the wall harshly. I got scared by his behaviour.... Be strong Kyla "Leave..me please, I don't know you mister.." I cried in pain, I was so scared. " Where were you till now!? Don't you miss me..?" He was dead close to me. His breath was fanning my neck. I tried to push him but he didn't move a little. "It's none of your business. And last time I am warning you, if you don't leave me then I may have to file a case against you to the cops" "What" He said in a shocked tone. Yes! I guess he is scared of cops "Yes, please leave me alone, don't make me call the cops" I said biting my lips. Why is he angry? Why is he gritting his teeth? And if he is gritting his teeth why am I feeling pain....in my arms? I looked at my arm and saw a tight hold of this maniac on it. He was holding my hand rather too forcefully. " You can't escape from me baby girl no matter how much ever...or whatever you try" he whispered in my ears biting my earlobe. It gave me chills down my spine. My eyes widened with fear. "Ahhhh.... please... It's hurting" I cried when his hand tightened around my jaw. "Don't worry..... I won't hurt you sweetheart" he sounded like a psychopath. This the end of my life!!!! Please help! Somebody help!... I wanted to shout and scream. But my voice wasn't reaching to my mouth. My whole body froze. My brain was reeling out. He angled his head to kiss me.... No...no...my first kiss..it's going to happen!! I was going weak due to pressure, suddenly someone grabbed him from behind and pulled him. I felt his hold loosened. I was breathing heavily now. " What the f*** leave me alone" the maniac shouted as two boys maybe of his age pulled him. " Dude, she is not Eva...for God sake, you are overreacting." One of the guy said with a concern look on his face. My head started spinning. I was under panic attack. I saw a girl reaching towards me.... " No...don't touch me.." "Please get out....don't touch me...leave" I screamed holding my head. They were holding that maniac with their both hands. He was screaming and wiggling from their hold. " YOU ARE MINE! AND I WILL HAVE YOU SOON " A girl was giving me a concern look, but I signalled her to leave me alone. They went off taking the maniac away from the cafe. They made him climb SUV car and they left the place. My legs couldn't support me no more. I fell down. I was crying very hard now. Eyes were swollen because of crying. I was broken, hurt. I shouldn't stay here longer. What if he comes back!!! I grabbed my belongings from my locker and headed out of the door. I was shaking and trembling. I somehow managed to lock the store and ran down the street.