Trapped with the demon.

Your end is near

Aiden glanced back at what was happening, got down from the table, grabbed Tiffany by her waist, and pulled her away from Declan.

God, that lady got some strength.

"What the fûck is wrong with you?!" Aiden successfully pulled her off, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her out of the classroom, leaving everyone in awe.

Tiffany said nothing and allowed Aiden to drag her along. Goodness, how the hell could she succumb to the voice within her?

Aiden walked inside the vacant space where students make their coffees and made her sit on one of the chairs.

"Why are you so violent?" Aiden rested his body on his left leg and placed his hand on his waist.

"I... I don't know," Tiffany sniffed.

"Did you want to give yourself a bad name already? You still have a long way to go in this school. Why would you lose your temper over that?" Aiden scolded.

"I..." Tiffany started but thought twice, why was this guy scolding her for what was clearly his friend's fault?

"Hey, how dare he try to hurt me? I was on my own, he came at me!" Tiffany retorted and stood up from the chair.

"I don't care whose fault it is. It didn't change the fact that you attacked him brutally. Do you not think at all?" Aiden furrowed his brow.

"And who do you think you are to scold me?" Tiffany raised a brow.

"Sit down, just sit down," Aiden shook his head and beckoned to her to sit down which she did grudgingly.

"Listen, Declan won't back down after what you did to him today, I hope you know that," Aiden inhaled and walked towards the coffee machine.

"I don't care," Tiffany looked away.

"Ugh," Aiden glanced at her then proceeded with what he was doing.

"But, why do you care? Are you not one of them? You all are rich brats who love to bully," Tiffany glared at his back view.

"Well..." Aiden started then walked towards her with two cups of coffee.

"I don't know why I care though. You ack all fierce, deep down, you are fragile. That is how ladies like you are," Aiden said and handed a cup of coffee to her.

"Fragile? Who? Me? Hey, I'm not fragile at all. Know that and know peace," Tiffany rolled her eyes and Aiden chuckled.

"Still. I know how it feels to be acting all though. Trust me, I've been there," Aiden smiled then sipped his coffee slowly.

Tiffany said nothing but only stared at him as she drink her coffee.

"Declan is not bad either. He is a good guy if you get to know him, okay?" Aiden turned to look at her and their eyes met.

"Hmm," Tiffany cleared her throat and looked away.

''That doesn't mean I'll do nothing when he tries to attack me," Tiffany mumbled.

"I know," Aiden chuckled.

"Well... It will be fun to watch," Aiden laughed.

"You are a psycho, aren't you?" her forehead puckered.

"Well..." Aiden mumbled then laughed loudly.

''Tsk tsk," she shook her head.

A short silence ensued and Zoey barged in after a few seconds, breathing heavily.

"Dämn, girl!" she screamed and then rested her hands on her knees, breathing heavily.

"Zoey!" Tiffany stoop up and hurried towards her.

"What is wrong with you?!" Zoey stood up and hit her arm.

"Ah," Tiffany bit her lower lips and grabbed her arm.

"I'll leave you two," Aiden stood up, dropped the cup on the table, and walked past them.

"Were you worried?" Tiffany faked a smile and pull her along with her and have her sit on the chair in the room.

"How could you act that way?! I don't even know what you would have done to him if Aiden hadn't pulled you away?" Zoey frowned her face.

"I'm sorry. It happened so fast and I..." 

"It happened so fast? What are you even saying?" 

"Okay, stop nagging me now. I'm sorry, I won't do that again, okay," Tiffany smiled at her.

"Tsk, you better not!" Zoey eyed her.

"Is something going on between Aiden and you?" Zoey leaned forward with a mischievous giggle.

"Me?! That guy?! Hell no!" Tiffany defended.

"Do you need to get worked up over that?" Zoey leaned backward and grabbed the remainder of her cup of coffee and gulp it down her throat.

"There's nothing between us! He just likes to poke his nose everywhere," Tiffany added.

"Are you still talking about that?" Zoey gave her a suspicious look.

"Well... No..." Tiffany scratched her forehead.

==

Aiden entered the lounge and met Declan rubbing his neck with a wet towel and sighed deeply before he entered fully.

"Does it really hurt?" he drew his lower lip between his teeth.

"Where the héll did you go with that bîtch?!" Declan yanked the towel off him and stood up angrily.

"Should I have watched her kîll you? It seems like you lost every strength in you," Aiden shrug his shoulder and fell on the couch beside him.

''That gîrl was fûcking strong!" Declan yelled and Xyler entered with a bottle of soda water and threw it at Declan who caught it immediately.

"Honestly, I can't help but suspect this dude, do you like her?" Xyler threw a bottle at Aiden aggressively and the latter managed to catch it.

"You can't blame me," Aiden said with a smile and opened the lid of the bottle.

"She is cute. She is totally my style, fierce, cold and hot!" Aiden smiled then drank from the bottle slowly.

"Don't you dare go there. How dare you think of having feelings for my enemy?'' Declan dashed towards him.

"She's your enemy. Not mine. Besides, it's going to be so much fun watching the fight between the two of you. No worries, I will always pull her away when she is on the verge of kîlling you," Aiden chuckled at his words, and Declan couldn't help but curse at him inwardly.

"Asshólé," Declan groaned and Aiden laughed.

"Don't you dare think of loving any lady, got it?" Xyler frowned.

"Why?" Declan and Aiden chorused.

"Don't tell me you're planning on falling for some bîtches," Xyler widened his eyes.

"Speak for yourself, dude," Aiden rolled his eyes.

"Well, you need love, Aiden. Growing up, I bet you lack love," Xyler shrug his shoulder sarcastically and placed his mouth on his bottled soda.

Aiden shook his head, cover the bottled soda with the lid, and threw it swiftly at Xyler which met him mouth and he threw the soda he was drinking away in anger.

"Bàstàrd!" Xyler screamed and touch his lips then cursed again as he felt blood dripping from his lips.

"Well, I might lack love growing up, trust me, I'm better than you," Aiden winked at him and Declan shook his head.

"I still can't understand the reason you guys hàte each other so much," Declan shook his head.

=

Next day.

As Tiffany strolled inside the school gate the next morning, she could practically feel all eyes on her.

¶¶

"I can't wait to see her reaction."

"Oh my, walking confidently without knowing what is ahead of her."

"Tsk... I bet she will go on her knees before Declan today."

"50 bucks?" 

"No way, 100 bucks."

''Deal!"

¶¶ 

Tiffany had no idea what they were talking about even though she could hear what they were saying but whatever it was, she cared less.

As Tiffany stepped into the hallway that led to her class, she noticed the students making way for her hurriedly. She stopped walking, tilted her head with a furrowed brow then resumed walking.

Oh, whatever.

After a few steps, she suddenly felt water poured on her from above. However as she stood in awe, a large amount of muddy water poured over her and she widened her eyes in shock.

She looked down at her body and cursed inwardly at the mess her uniform had become. 

No one dared to do this to her.

Well, someone could.

"Declan," she whispered slowly.

"Declan!" She bellowed, not minding the students that had gathered, laughing and taking pictures of her.

"Your end is near!"

*

TBC...