Chapter 35: Devil’s Punishment
Brandon’s P.O.V
“Brandon!” Cole and Sagar caught a hold of my arms and hauled me off of David, who was lying almost unconscious on the floor.
His lips were busted and the red patches all over his face told me that my punches had been very well effective. But I was nowhere near satisfied with his punishment.
“Take him.” I whispered to Cole, motioning towards David. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
Turning towards Faith, I saw her lying unconscious, her entire weight on Debby’s shoulders as she struggled to hold her upright. Her dress was torn down the middle and the jacket that Debby gave her was hardly enough to cover her up.
Going down on my hunches in front of them, I pulled the jacket onto her properly and zipped it up, before taking her into my arms and getting off the floor. Debby gave me a weary look, but she didn’t say anything for the time being, even though I knew she wa
Chapter 36: Better This Way Brandon’s P.O.V I threw the half-smoked cigarette onto the ground and squashed it under my boots, killing the spark. The lights in her room were turned off, but I knew she was awake. How many days had it been since I had last seen Faith? One day? Two? Why did it feel like it’s already been an eternity? I placed a hand on my cheek; the sting from my father’s slap still resonating in my mind. He had found out about David. Of course he had. David had turned out to be the son of one of his old employee’s. That’s how he had gotten a scholarship into the University in the first place. But just like last time, luck had been on my side this time as well. Because the employee had been bound by an NDA and he had breached it, after taking a handsome amount of money for keeping his mouth shut as well as his son’s scholarship… So this time as well…I had gotten away easily
Chapter 37: Taking Back ControlFaith’s P.O.VOne Week Later…Bullying…that’s the excuse that they used; Debby and her parents.My aunty broke down crying at my side, holding onto me tightly as she and George continually kept on apologizing for things they had no control over.Bullying…I wanted to laugh at Debby’s words.I wanted to scream. I wanted to rip everything to shreds.I wanted to curl up on myself and die…It felt like I was on autopilot and everything was just…happening all around me.I had no will to speak to anyone about anything and I had stopped talking to Debby as well since that day. Was she even my friend, when she was doing everything she could to save Brandon?I had been locked up inside my room all week, feeling so numb that I couldn’t even focus on thinking. And what really wa
Chapter 38: Better Off Without YouBrandon’s P.O.VThe first thing I noticed, as soon as I reached the hideout behind the school cafeteria, was Faith Millar in a green turtleneck sweater and blue denim shorts…standing in front of the boys who made the bets. Samuel and Stefan and the rest of the group.“Fuck.” I cursed under my breath as I started to walk faster towards the group. What the fuck was going on and why the fuck was Faith even here, at a place like this, all alone?“It’s fun, isn’t it, betting on my virginity?” I head Faith’s voice loud and clear and it made me stop dead in my tracks. “Then tell me, since I’ll be labeled a whore the second the deal is completed…what do I get out of it?”“What the hell are you talking about, stupid girl?” Samuel laughs, standing up from the bench to move closer to her, making her t
Chapter 39: Don’t Change Because of MeFaith’s P.O.V“Because…I’m not better off without you.”The words reverberated inside my head like a broken tape-recorder. How was I even supposed to reply to this?This was Brandon Wolfram. The quintessential bad boy International University of Florida, the boy who never apologizes; the boy who never shows remorse for anything he had done wrong; the boy who sleeps around without caring about anyone’s feelings; the boy who makes bets on women’s virginity…the boy who never falls in love. Was it the same Brandon who was telling me that he wanted me beside him? Or was I being a delusional fool once again? Reading too much into his words without taking them at just face value?How could I even be sure that he was speaking the truth? And not because he felt guilty about what happened with David?I couldn’t go through that all over again…the last time I was here; in this room with him…he made me feel things that I had never felt before…he made me feel
Chapter 40: WorthlessBrandon’s P.O.VWhy do I keep doing this? Why do I always keep on hurting her?And this time, I had done it intentionally…There was no excuse. No excuse other than the fact that I was mad at her. I was angry that she went on to deal with Samuel and the boys on her own and early got into humongous trouble because of it.What did she think would have happened? What would’ve happened if I hadn't been there? If I didn’t reach her on time to save her from those goons? Did she think they would let her go because she was a girl?How many innocent women has that gang preyed on already? Countless. How many times have they even gotten punishment for their crimes? None. Because they were all sons of Billionaire businessmen who contributed millions to the college, or because some of them were sons of high ranking politicians or officials.No one could touch them. Not even me. So the best we could do was avoid them at all costs.“I’m a fucking asshole.” I muttered to myself,
Chapter 41: Rekindling a Friendship Faith’s P.O.V It was around ten at night when I heard a ‘knock’ on my window. I had been in bed after having gone through the Professors notes for the day. After everything I had to go through with Brandon today, I had hardly been able to concentrate in class. Thankfully, I still had been able to take notes. I was already behind schedule…I didn’t want to fail class because I was having ‘boy trouble’. Getting up from my bed, I walked over to my window, half expecting it to be Brandon standing outside my house…just like he used to this past week when he thought I wasn’t looking. But instead of Brandon, I found Debby, standing in her tank top and shorts, hands folded across her chest as she looked down at the ground, probably looking for another stone to throw at the window. I don’t know why I felt disappointed at finding out it was her. I hadn't expected Brandon to show up after what I told him today…after the way we parted…but still my stupid h
Chapter 42: AftershockFaith’s P.O.VI paced around my room impatiently, keeping a lookout at the wall clock in my room.Every second that passed by seemed like a decade and the more I waited, the more it felt like my heart would burst out of my chest in anticipation.I wish someone would just call me already. Be it good new or bad news…any news at all would be greatly appreciated at this moment.The clock struck two in the morning…and the sound made my nerves even more jittery.When I had first heard the news of Brandon’s accident…it had felt like my world had turned upside down…like I had just been abandoned inside a cold, dark room without any doors and windows and I couldn’t find my way out no matter where I turned.It was the same feeling I had when I had lost my parents…a feeling of complete numbness…complete disconnection from everything around me…that was until Debby had told me that he was still alive, still breathing. And I had seen a ray of light inside the darkness of that
Chapter 43: Waiting for YouFaith’s P.O.V“Skipping school?” Debby raised her eyebrows. “Do you think that’s a good idea?”“I just want to be next to him, Debby.” I told her honestly. “I know you told me that he’s okay right now, but I can’t help feeling anxious. I really need to see him.”“Is it because I told you that he was going to see you before the crash?” Debby bit her lip. “You really don’t need to feel guilty about it, Faith.”“Debby…are you going to take me to him, or do I have to go around looking for him in every hospital in the city all my myself?” I folded my arms across my chest and gave her a serious expression. “Look…I really do appreciate you looking out for me, but stop acting like my mother! You don’t need to tell me what’s wrong or right for me because I got myself into trouble once. I think I’m old enough to have some kind of common sense.”Debby’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at me from the stairs of her front porch where she was sitting and tying