The Cursed Beauty and his Beast

Irvin’s POV

“Hey! Tristan wake up.” I shake him from his bed. It is already seven-fifteen in the morning and he is still on his bed when I checked his room.

I met Tristan before I enrolled into college. It was entrance exam day when I bumped into him. I couldn’t remember the whole details but we became friends. Get even more comfortable with each other when he offered me free accommodation in exchange for cooked meals. 

He’s not a big fan of fast food nor likes the price that any restaurant offers, that’s why when I mentioned that I live alone and cooking is one of the chores that I am good at, he immediately proposed this idea.

“Yeah.” He groaned. He was waving his hand at me to go away but I didn’t. I know he will skip his class again just to sleep longer.

“The breakfast is ready. Wake u-“ He immediately pulled me closer to him and hugged me tightly like a teddy bear. “Tristan, you’ll crumple my uniform.” I whine. But he just cuddled me.

“Just five minutes.” He pleaded. He is always like this.

We stayed in his bed until he decided to take his breakfast. I didn’t complain. I know that he was still awake around three in the morning when I came out of my room to get some water from the fridge. The light emits from his door and the subtle sound of the music of his mp3 can still be heard. Which only happens whenever he’s studying relentlessly.

“My class is in the next building so I have to go.” He said, then ran off to the different direction. And I continue my way to my locker.

As usual the bullying started just when my day started.

“Hi bitch. Can I have my good morning kiss?” One of the guys greeted me a few seconds after Tristan and I got separated.

As I walk past the hallway another student would say random things. Some will just grope or slap my butt. Some will stare at me like they imagined me naked. And sometimes they even forced me to make out with them. God! These people doesn’t know when to take a break.

Ever since I enrolled in an all-boys school, every day has been a nightmare. Because of this pretty face of mine that I inherited from my beloved mother. Everyone thinks I’m a girl ‘cause I look like one. I remember when I was thirteen and I went to the mall with my mother to buy something for my school projects. We were looking for the color pens when one of the sales ladies walked towards us and showed us the pink set of magic pencil that was on sale that week. Saying that it is the trend for girls like me to have it. Don’t get me wrong. I like the color, but it has a lot of flower and ribbon design. And I know from there that I look different than the other boys my age.

Both of my parents passed away in an accident three years ago. My younger brother that my parents adopted when he was five, returned to his biological family after the incident that made me an orphan. Fortunately, Mr. Williams, a family friend, insisted on helping me finish my studies by sending me here to an all-boys school. Though I don’t want to, I chose to shut my mouth and didn’t complain.

As I opened my locker to get my stuff for my first subject I noticed that my surroundings became quiet. Too quiet. I looked to my left side and saw the true situation. Henrick Evans of third year section A is leaning on the wall a few steps away from my locker. Probably waiting for someone since his class is on the next floor. Where the VIP student classes are.

From the name itself, Rees – Evans High School, you could tell that he owns the Campus. Maybe one of the reasons why Henrick and his friends have its exclusivity when it comes to classes. They have their own floor for their academic classes, gym for their P.E. subject, they can use the swimming pool whenever they want and even got their own chef and server inside their own cafeteria. The privilege of being born as one of the elites.

While my attention was pinned on Henrick, someone instantly closed my locker. The sudden impact that the metal created made me jump on my feet. I turn back to see who’s the one who did it and an unfamiliar student gives me his devilish grin. 

“You really turned me on. I will fuck yo-“ He cut off when someone kick him on his torso. The bully guy fell on his butt. And the owner of the kick is none other than, Finn Thompson, one of the elites that are part of the VIP class.

“Sorry. Just taking orders.” Just like a queue, Henrick tapped his shoulder. “Done. It’s quiet now.” Finn smiled proudly at Henrick and stared back at the guy that he kicked still on the floor.

I can’t move my feet on what I just saw. DId they just save me? The guy stood up with defeat on his face and decided to walk away while rubbing his stomach where Finn hit him.

“Thank you.” I’m still in shock when I spit out these words to them. Not sure if the shock is because of what I just witnessed or the fact that two of the elites are in front of me.

“No problem, sweetie.”

I would roll my eyes inwardly if this came from someone else. But with my current state I don’t think it’s the right thing to do.

“A kiss will do.” He showed his eye smile as he leaned closer to me. I try my best to dodge his lips until someone grabs his collar and pulls him away from me. It was Henrick.

“Finn. Don’t waste my time. We have a lot to do.” Henrick drags him and I find myself smiling just looking at how close they are. Reminds me of Donnie, my younger brother.

“Rick, you can’t blame me. He is truly a beauty.” Finn whined.

Third person’s POV

Everything goes as usual until the last bell rings. Irvin cleans his stuff from his desk and exits the room last. But before he reached the door the guy that was kicked earlier pushed him on the floor. And the other two students from behind the so-called leader lock the door.

“I haven’t finished yet. I was trying to say earlier is I wanna fuck you so hard that will make you crazy.” His eyes dilated as he stared at Irvin as if a fresh, tasty meat was served in front of him. He slowly walked closer but before he could do so Irvin kicked him on his right leg and ran to the other side of the room where the other door is, but the other guy who already guarded the door punched him on the stomach that weakens him. He kneeled as he bare the pain. “Looks like someone gonna taste pleasure today.” He showed his evil grin.

The other two guys grab Irvin both hands and tie his hands with his own tie while the leader unbuckles his belt. Irvin is still feeling the pain on his stomach. He tried to shout for help but before he could, the other guy put the handkerchief on his mouth.

“Whoa. Nice body. This milky skin is so tempting.” The guy on his thigh successfully took off his shirt. The three of them laugh in excitement as they enjoy the view of Irvin’s half naked body. The minions helped each other to fully unclothe the poor victim. “Look what we have here. The princess is hiding a sword.” And the other two burst in laughter.

The leader holds his member and licks the tip before he sucks it fully. This is the first time that Irvin experienced this. He feels disgusted as the hot sensation starts to build within him. The guy continued at first it was slow and eventually became faster that made his length hard. He tried to struggle but he couldn't overcome the strength of three guys. All Irvin could do is cry in despair.

“Oh come on don’t cry.” Still holding Irvin’s member. “Okay then. You really want me inside that bad. I can’t blame you.” With his devil grin the guy that on his button part pushes his legs closer to his torso. While the two minions teased his nipples while they secured his hands and legs that were now above his head. The leader licks his three fingers before he slides in his first finger on his puker. Irvin moaned about the foreign feeling. He thrust it as fast as possible, then inserted his second finger and scissored Irvin inside.

“Nngh...”

“I would love to hear his moan when you come, Boss.” The guy holding his hands suggested.

“He would probably shriek like a girl.” The other guy bragged.

“Too bad. I have stopped you from here.” The three look in surprise to the owner of the voice.

“T-Tristan? W-we’re just having fun.” The leader pulled out his finger from Irvin’s ass and his minions released Irvin from their grip. Tristan is seated on the open window and enters the room from there.

“Fun? Don’t give me your stupid alibi.” He talks calmly as walk closely and sits in front of naked Irvin who is still crying and covers him with his coat. Seeing his bestfriend at the very moment that he needs him the most, makes me want to cry even more. His fear disappeared in an instant.

“I-I just want to take revenge on Henrick. H-He helped this bitch.” The leader reasoned out.

“I know.”

Irvin’s brows furrowed. Wondering how on earth Tristan knew what happened this morning. Has it spread inside the school like wildfire?

“And I know that they kicked you because you’re fucking noisy. Am I right or I am so fucking right?” Without seconds to wait for his reply he then punched the leader straight on the face. He fell on his butt for the second time today. The two minions help their leader to stand and start to run towards the exit. Got beaten again but this time by the ordinary student. “Be careful next time okay?” He get the handkerchief on Irvin’s mouth and unties his hands. Irvin just stared at the floor as he sat up.

“Thanks.” He utter. Almost in a whisper. A tear fell on his left cheek. Tristan drys it with his hand and hugs him so tight. As usual it gives Irvin comfort and security.

“I won’t let anyone do this to you again.” Irvin buries his head on Tristan’s broad shoulder and tears start to fall. Ever since he entered this hell, he endured the bullying but he never thought it would come to the point that they would cause harm to him physically. Fortunately, Tristan is always there to defend him. Especially now.