All Chapters of Living With The Bad Boy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Mykel's pov: I opened my eyes and blinked in order to get rid of the blur sight. I found myself in my bedroom again and tightly covered up on the bed.There was someone beside me and for a moment, I presumed her to be Rissa but her hair was brownish and she seemed taller.A book was over her face. She was reading a book which had pictures of syringes at the cover.Immediately, the book dropped and a fair smooth face was staring at me. Her eyes glistened."Hi" She said softly and adjusted closer on the bed.I couldn't speak just yet as I looked heavenward gazing at the blank ceiling."I'm Selena, your doctor. I will be taking care of you till you fully recover from the head injury" She stated brimful of smiles.I sighed and turned to rest my head on the other side. "Can you please tell me how you're feeling?" Her so

Rissa's pov: "Don't be ridiculous, Rissa. Why should I fire one of the best doctors at the hospital?" Mom asked sounding amused.I sighed paced around the room for a second."Did she do anything bad?" Mom's voice again and I bit my lower lip. I can't possibly tell mom what really happened. She'd think I'm jealous or something which I'm clearly not."Not really. She's just flirting around" I blurted."What??!! Flirting around with who??".Gosh! I'm so inexperienced."No one In particular. She's just being too nice and smiles too much. God! She's annoying mom" I peeved and she chuckled.I rolled my eyes like she could actually see me."It's not funny, mom. I want her gone" I bickered and she laughed again."Oops! The board of directors are here. I'll speak to you later, sweethear

Rissa's pov:Gosh!! I can't seem to understand myself right now. Why are my hands shaking? Why is my heart racing??This isn't the first time I'm seeing something ungodly. I must be going crazy.I raised up my head to catch them staring at me. I shrugged my shoulders like I didn't care and swiftly gathered the textbooks back into my hands and continued my journey to my bedroom.So, Mykel has the guts to be doing it with that lady in public - in my father's living room. He has no shame at all!What more do I expect from someone who has been behind bars for three years?... He must have been jailed for raping someone. I can't wait to ask mom what he's done.Thinking of mom, she hasn't called back.This is so frustrating!I can see this household falling apart.Mom's too busy to even have a minute call with me while Dad traveled to a

Mykel's pov: I walked out of the class with Austin and his new friend, Merlin following me. We were through with the extremely easy exam and result will be out next week.I'm sure we all made it.The last thing I'd need now is moving to another school and starting all over to get familiar with the place."I really love what Mr Barnes is doing! He's so cool and still wears glasses. You should see him operate the computer. His fingers move like lightening and thunder" Austin blurted."Yeah...I'm pretty sure if he actually worked like that on the computer, it would have exploded" Merlin chipped with a scoff.He tied a red handkie around his head and had more of a bad boyish vibe. The way he folded his black leather jacket and all. I'm sure he feels like his the baddest kid around. He should visit a juvenile center sometime, that's were the real monsters are."I know! I jus

Rissa's pov"Mom, dad? What the f***k took you both so long?" I asked leaning on the couch.Mom's jaw dropped while dad's lips twitched. I remember clearly dad banned the use of bad words in the house by there are moments when rules needs to be broken."Rissa, what's the meaning of this?" Mom asked coming close."I'm sure Caleb's son has influenced her with bad traits!" Dad blunted heading for the dinner table.Mom ignored him and went ahead to check it I was alright.I hope this works. I'm not sure I know my parents too well.Oh Gosh! What if dad simply hires a psychologist to talk to me.No...thats torture.Why didn't I think about this before? Well, its too late to turn this ship around."What the he.ll are you doing, mom? Do I look sick to you??" I asked sternly."Shut up, Rissa! What has gotten into you??" She asked with curiosity writte