My Tainted Devil's Love

Chapter 11: You Dumbhead

Nervously, I waited for Theo to come and pick me up. I was pacing the floor length when Amy glared at me asking me to stop.

“You’ll tire yourself girl and your feet.” She pointed towards the three inch heels I’ve worn.

“You’re right.” I sighed and slummed on the couch un-lady like.

All I wanted was to undo my hair and rub my palm on my face to ease up the tension but I’ve restrained myself because Amy has worked hard on it.

My hand was plastered again and this time it was a full blown fracture. According to Amy, that sexy professor of ours carried me all the way to the first aid and back to hospital ‘gently’.

HA! Only if I haven’t have known him better, I could’ve believed it.

We were in the same hospital and Jacky (The Doc.) was about to strangle my professor but I interfered telling it was just a student. I like Jacky though. He was really a gentle person and was too careful to me.

I didn’t go to class but was dropped home by him because he said he lived in the same direction. Good that he offered me a ride because I was in no mood to drive back with the Devil who watched me with disapproval.

Arriving back, all I did was sleep. My hand wasn’t paining much now and Amy came by to help me get ready to meet my grandparents. At first I dropped this idea but Theo wasn’t picking up my calls or answering my texts so I’ve got to get dressed up.

A loud honk startled me and I fidgeted watching over to Amy. She was nervous as well but assured me it will be okay. Picking up my purse she hung it on my right shoulder and pushed me outside, halting at the door watching Theo step out of the car and coming to the front door.

Her doubtful eyes turned dreamy as a blush appeared on her cheeks. It annoyed me. Here I wanted her help and she didn’t have the curtsy to put a full stop to her delirious heart’s fantasies about my brother.

I nudged her sides when Theo’s eyes widened before setting with a frown. He clicked his tongue and rushed to me almost ending up in a hug. Maybe he realized what he was doing and stopped awkwardly.

“What happened?” he asked worrying and checking for other injuries.

The close proximity must have made my friend mute as she just blushed making me appear hopeless.

“Nothing. Missed a step in the college.” I said avoiding my gaze.

He narrowed his eyes at me and turned to Amy.

“What happened? I know she’s lying.” He glared at me before requesting an answer from her.

She was stunned at his gentle voice and blushed again.

“She was pushed by a student.” She said before biting her tongue giving me apologetic look.

Surely now you realized.

“Pushed by a student? Who dared do it? Why didn’t you complaint? Tell me the name of the student, I’ll make sure he or she learns to live like civilians.” He seethed in anger yet hurt was seen on his face.

“It’s okay Theo. Stop acting like this, you look scary.” I laughed nervously but it was just me.

Okay, maybe I just made a fool of myself.

“No Sari. I will talk to the management.” He said shaking his hand and watching my plastered hand.

“Please don’t. You guys promised!” I said annoyed.

No way can I ask him to throw away everything just for this little thing. I was mature enough to handle things of my own even if I was just 17.

He was unconvinced but nodded his head before turning to Amy. Thanking her, he took me to his car as I waved back at Amy.

It must have made her day. Theo was her crush from the first time she had seen him on the magazine cover. She is like a crazy fan and trust me it is awkward to hear her say-

‘Oh my god, you’re brother’s voice is sexy and damn sweet.’

‘f**k! He is so hot and handsome. I wish he loved me so that I can give him as many kids as he wants.’

Ewww….

It’s hard to be believe that she is the same girl who agrees with me on all pages; except this!

“You know it’s the best gift you’ll give to grandparents.” His sarcasm laded voice made me cringe.

Sure enough it was.

As we stopped at the Anderson Residence, the loud music and laughter were heard outside. It made me feel small because I don’t like parties. No scratch that, I didn’t like business parties.

We rounded to stop at the backside; more likely- the sideways. Theo looked unexpectedly happy and it made me suspicious. He guided me safely inside and avoiding everyone’s eyes, we climbed upstairs. Once we were there, I rushed towards Papa and Mama who stood there smiling widely at me.

Their smile dropped once they saw my hand but I ignored it and embraced them tightly.

“Papa… Mama… I missed you sooo much.” My voice muffled feeling heavenly in their arms.

They patted my head and kissed my temple saying-

“We too my child but what happened to your hands.” They asked giving me an overall glance.

“You know you look so pretty and gorgeous.” Papa said pecking my cheeks again.

I smiled widely ignoring their first question.

“Can we have a group photo then?” I asked and they nodded chuckling at my excitement.

We asked our photographer for two pictures before another family interfered. The Thomas family.

I became nervous hoping Logan wasn’t here but he was! He was standing right infront of me and staring at me. When our eyes met for a second, he winked and I blushed looking away.

He looked dashing. He had a dusty blue suit on and perfectly hugged his muscular body. His long hair pulled in a half pony and dare I say; he was looked artistic. I am now confirmed that this guy was a charmer. My grandparents were already mingling with them and it wasn’t something easy. They are picky regarding everything and I mean EVERYTHING.

Theo was still standing by my side and I turned to watch him just to avoid the pair of eyes teasing me from few feet away.

My smile dropped and face lost its color when my eyes fell on the last person I wanted to see.

He stood at quite a good distance from us. Standing behind the pillars that were now decorated with fairy lights and flowers in spiral way was the Devil. His eyes squinted, watching me with utmost hatred with clenched jaw.

My eyes stopped at the hand which held a wine glass in a tight grasp that was ready to break and the other on the railing, showing his knuckled raised.

Fear kicked in as I avoided my gaze and excused myself from the family who might not have even noticed me slip away.

I ran downstairs and towards the long corridor. It was a little quite in here; as I opened the door of a spare room and rushed inside it closing it after. With eyes shut and back to the door, I sighed in relief while my mind raced with all kind of thoughts.

I hope he hasn’t seen me. I wish he thinks he was mistake but from the look it was evident he had recognized me because I know he hates me and none else.

Oh lord! Please let it be mistaken. Let it be just a false alarm. Please Jesus!

I was praying when I heard an urgent knock on the door. Thinking it must me from the family, I opened the door and regretted. My deliciously handsome professor stood there with unreadable expressions.

“You…!” I stuttered and watching his displeased face, I turned around to shut the door back but he had held it with his hand making me cringe.

“Si-um… The party is at the front.” I said trying to be confident but my hands were trembling.

I was in a catch-22 wondering to shut the door tight but then his hand would hurt in the process.

So what? He hurt yours as well. The devil side of me argued.

But then, he isn't like me. The angel side refuted.

While I was contemplating what to be done, he was already pushing the door startling me. With a swift movement, he shut the door behind turning me around to cage between him and the door.

His manly scent messing with my senses and my mind was lost in it. Suddenly, it reminded me of the second time I bumped into someone when the person pushed me away harshly. It was him!

No doubt as to why he was being mean to me. My eyes opened only to get my heart beat faster. He was too close to my liking. His nose inches away from my cheeks and my eyes shut again to avoid making any mistake that would end up in something I’ll regret later.

Really? My mind played as my heart screamed it to shut up.

Oddly, he was being silent. Didn’t utter a single word but I felt his hand on my waist caressing it before gripping the skin tightly making me wince inwardly.

Why?

Something cold touched my cheeks near to my lips and I shuddered feeling ashamed of how my body reacted to him. Taking a sneak peek at him, I saw his smirk and mentally cursed myself to have responded that way but my own body was traitorous.

His nose tip rubbed my cheek and my head fall backward as it felt strangely- pleasant? I don’t know what it was but it wasn’t that bad.

Before I could’ve wrapped my mind around it he squashed the skin on my waist with such straight that I doubt it must have scratched my skin from there.

“Aahh-uch!” I groaned in pain writhing to get away from him but the devil has already planned everything.

He had pinned me tightly to the door with his upper body.

“Does it pain? Tell me…” He asked breathing heavily.

I glared at him but not for long, watching his grey eyes turn darker and mysterious.

“Oh so little Sari is angry, uh?” He asked faking concern rubbing his nose on the crook of my neck.

The way his breath was fanning my skin made my lower region tingle with foreign sensations. Unaware, I was twitching my legs trying to balance my wobbly legs.

“Answer for f**k’s sake you dumbhead!” He seethed through his teeth like he was holding himself back.

Suddenly he pulled back making me lose my balance. Just as I was about to fall, he held me up but then slammed me back on the wall hard making my head hit the wall. Before my hands could reach to rub it, he was already doing it making me open my eyes and stare at him.

He looked furious and hatred emanated from him but yet he was rubbing my head to ease the pain.

What is he?

I couldn’t take it anymore. I hate seeing hatred in his eyes for me. I didn’t deserve it and nor did I earn it.

Gathering up the courage, I pushed him away with my right hand and turned to walk away glaring at him.

I was quick to leave him behind and walked hurriedly to escape him. His furious face not leaving my mind and my eyes closed to forget the hurt I was experiencing right now. It was infuriating why it bothered me in the first place. Not every professor is meant to treat you well right?

But not every professor treats you like trash!

My logical part only deepened my wounds.

Who is he to ask me about my love life? He was nothing to me to receive an answer for it.