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Chapter 24

You are not beautiful until your beauty comes from your heart.” [Ifveen]

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[Jacqueline’s POV]:

to come out. My nails dug in the flesh of my fists.

Embarra**ed Jaan mumbled some incoherent words and made way for us. Taking poor Tina with him.

He walked forward taking me with him, while I felt everyone’s eyes on my form. My whole body shook a little and I knew he must have felt it too. Because he was the one who had placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Is there anything wrong with you sweetcheeks? Should I take you to the principal to give you a day half?” He asked as we came out of the door.

“No. No. I am. Fine. I am fine. I don’t need to go home.” I gave him a small smile.

He raised a brow at me looking at me sus***iously.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I am.”

“Good.” Holding my hand he took me to the nearest washroom and I walked inside without looking at him again.

The light was dim, and There were no large mirrors in our washroom. Just a small one. As small as a book. That was also broken from its sides. I tried to a***yze my face through it opening the flashlight of my phone.

I didn’t even realize I had cried if Rohan didn’t tell me. Are my tears this worthless that they flowed without my permission?

Looking at myself in the mirror I noticed it wasn’t big deal. My face didn’t look that horrible, because I don’t use any makeup. Nobody could tell I had cried if only my eyes, nose, and cheeks were not that red. They were as red as a tomato. It seemed blood might pour out of them.

I splashed water on myself without actually noticing it might even wet my Kurti.

After I was sure, I looked presentable. I walked out.

‘Rohan must have left. But where should I go now? The teacher must have been giving a lecture and I go now, I might be scolded. And worse maybe Jaan and Tina will kill me .’

Without noticing someone was in the way I walked forward causing me to knock into someone’s chest. I froze right at the spot my head hurting a little. Very slowly I looked up and found Rohan staring at me.

Confused, I uttered.

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“You! I thought you must have left.”

“I didn’t. I was waiting for you.”

Gently I tried pushing him away from me, but he sneaked a hand behind my waist securing me in the same place.

My heart hammered inside my chest at an irregular pace ordering me to stay in the same position while my mind ordered me to push him away.

“Why?”

“What why?”

“Why we’re you waiting for me?”

“Ah! That. So that I can look after you.”

My mouth formed an o shape and my eyes widened at his statement.

“Okay. I understand that and Thank you for helping me earlier. But Now can you let me go pleased?”

“Huh. Is that how you talk to your savior?”

“But I didn’t do anything wrong. I am just requesting.”

“No. I won’t.”

“Huh. What do you mean?”

“I mean. I won’t leave you.”

“Why did you protected me earlier From Jaan?”

His hold tightened upon me as he snuggled closer to my ear and I felt his soft lips pressing firmly just below my ear on the neck. I shivered. I tried to push him off me but to no avail.

“Mmm. You don’t use makeup. This is the best thing you do sweet cheeks.” His mouth opened a little as he licked my ear.

‘Eww. ‘

“What’s wrong with you Rohan. Just let go of me. You. You are overshadowing your good actions by the bad ones.”

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“I don’t care about that sweetcheeks. I saved you from him because only I can be the one to bully you.” After completing his sentence He bit my ear.

‘Wow and here I was thinking about him so great things. I am stupid.’ Done with his stupid words and actions I pushed him roughly away from me because previously I was trying to not be rude to him but now that he had revealed his real intentions. I shouldn’t feel bad about it.

He stumbled a little from my rough force.

“You are a jerk. Stupid. Crazy boy.”

I yelled through gritted teeth. He smirked. He f***ing dared to smirk at my words.

‘What is he? A mental case. How can he be so unreasonable?’

“f***ing jerk.”

“I like it when you are angry sweetcheeks..”

“Arggh.” Done with his stupid antics I ran back with my backpack on my shoulder. While he yelled.

“You can run, as much as you want. But we will meet again. And the next time it won’t be just a bite, Annie.”

“Oh, God! Why did I even get his attention? It would have been better if we had not met.”

After a long while, when I saw he wasn’t behind me. I stopped and sat down on the cemented chair.

I panted heavily. ‘Oh God, when will all the problems disappear from my life! Please God, Make it soon!’ I complained to God for a few minutes. And then Opened my backpack and took out my phone

from the bag. And opened it wanting to play some games to play but ended the opening facebook.

“Hey.”

“Jacky!”

“Why are you not replying to me? What’s wrong?”

“Okay, sorry Baba. I shouldn’t have said those words. It was just some healthy flirting.”

He is weird. He changes his words so quickly. First, say something wrong then ask for sorry.

“It’s Okay.”

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I hadn’t even replied to all his texts when I received another one from him.

“Great. Where are you?”

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[Writer’s POV]:

“In school. How about you?”

“Same. How are you using it?”

“A cla**mate of mine had held my wrist earlier and. Um.”

“Yeah? What happened then?”

“He was trying to drag me out but a new cla**mate saved me. So I ran out of the cla**room.”

His hold upon the phone tightened. A boy held her wrist trying to drag her. Why would a boy do so? If he is not interested in her.

“This is bad. But I don’t understand one thing. Why was he trying to drag you?”

“I don’t know. But he has some serious issues with me. Even the last time he had done the same but his girlfriend had saved me.”

Reading her text made him frown almost unknowingly.

“Does he like you?”

“Haha. You must be kidding. I am too ugly.”

He found himself staring at the screen. ‘Is she saying this so that I a**ume she is ugly? Or is she ugly in real?’

The only reasonable explanation he found is, she was just joking about her ugliness. Because being a boy he could contemplate no boy will save a girl who he thinks is ugly. And no sane boy will try to drag an ugly girl twice once in front of her girlfriend and once in front of the whole cla**. Does that mean she is insecure and doesn’t know she is beautiful?.

Confused Remo, sighed. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Can I see you once Jacqueline? Can you show me Your picture? I don’t know why I feel, but I feel like you are beautiful.”