My Roommate, My worst Nightmare

Chapter 3...*Another day in Hell* pt 2

||*ALEXIA*||

Guess the person is really strong and well built because the collision sent all the books in my hand flying and they scattered all over the place. To say it pissed me was an understatement. I was furious, not taking a glance at the i***t who bumped into me, I bent down to pick my books while I cursed,

"Watch where you're going dumbass, you don't just bumped into someone and then you stand there like a f*****g mor...,"

I cut my sentence off midway when I raised my head up to look at the culprit, and I gasped, horrified. Oh my, did I just call Tobias a dumbass and moron? Oh no!

God must be so in love with me (note the sarcasm). He stood there with a scowl on his face and a death glare that screamed 'you're so fu.cking dead'.

"Can you repeat what you just said to me?" He questioned with fury clear on his face.

"I'm-or-rry, I didn't know it was you," I stuttered.

"Oh, I see. Were you expecting it to be someone else? You've got some nerves, you know," he said while moving closer to me.

With each step he took, I took a step backward, one step closer, and I another step backwards. We went on that way till I my back hit the wall.

He stepped forward and slammed his hands on either side of my head. I look everywhere but at his face; I try to stay calm and not show any fear, but I failed woefully because my breath was coming in pants and my chest rose and fell with speed.

My heart was beating like crazy that you could hear it a mile from here. I guess he noticed the effect he had on me as he dragged me by my wrist to an empty classroom down the hall.

Bam

He slammed my back against the wall and closed the door. I scurried away from him like a scared rabbit, but before I could move any further; he caught me with my hood and flung me back.

Fu.ck! I really must be light as a feather' with the way he throws me all around the place.

A slap landed on my left cheek as I tried to get back on my feet. By this time, I didn't even care where my books were, all I knew was that my face was stinging.

Before I could register the slap, another landed on the right cheek, sending back into the wall, he moved closer and landed a punch on my stomach.

I couldn't take it anymore, I broke down crying with my hands clutching my bruised stomach and yet another slap on my cheek. I fell down curled up into a ball, shaking with tears free falling down my pink rosy cheeks.

"I-I'm sorry" I muttered. Those were the only words I could come up with.

"Oh, you're sorry? Shut the f**k shut up. Why do you always have to say you're sorry, is that the only English word you were taught?"

I could only sniff and clutch my stomach tighter.

"Tell me, b***h. What the fu.ck are you sorry for?" I looked down, shaking my head, not knowing what to say.

"What!! You can't find your voice again?" he yelled with anger clear in his voice.

"I'm sorry Tobias. I'm sorry about everything."

I wasn't sure why I was apologizing or what I was apologizing for; It confused me as well. Why I had to apologize for being beaten up every day, when I did absolutely nothing wrong.

I guess that only pissed him off more because the next thing I knew he picked me up by my hood, glaring at me like a predator would to its prey.

"Just fu.cking get out of my sight before I commit murder." He shouted in my face and I needed not to be told twice.

Shaking like a five-year-old who just got spanked, I picked up my books and backpack and I sprinted out of the classroom, like I was running for the Olympics.

I ran for my dear life before I get strangled. As much as I would love to die and end this torture, I still loved living, so I ran, finding my way to the bathroom like I was about to s**t my pants.