Bad Boy Isn’t My Type

Jennie Wilson POV

I felt nauseous, suddenly overwhelmed with fear, as his terrifying dangerous eyes drilled on me.

Vincent stepped towards me, anger blazing in flames, I couldn’t breathe properly feeling like my heart was going to burst from overexertion any second.

Tears were dripping out and I took a sharp breath to control my tears but I couldn’t. He was taking large steps towards me. He looked like a maniac.

I started jerking back, I was still in the ground. He suddenly hovered over me and then he lifted me up like I was nothing but a feather to him, making me stand on the ground.

” Vincent!” I stared wiggling from his hold, scared and petrified by his behaviour, clueless about what was waiting for me next. ” Please let me go! Why are you doing this!!!?”

Vincent suddenly pulled by my neck, scaring me to death. ” Why am I doing this? Didn’t I f***ing say you, not to play games with me? It’s not only dangerous but bad for your health too?”

His grip became tight on my neck, suffocating me ” Being all brave in there my love? What happened now, where’s your false bravery go? Should have thought before crossing my line…… isn’t it?

I was shaking uncontrollably by his grip and death chilling voice.

” No matter how much ever I try to control myself, you just open your f***ing mouth…… it triggers me completely. How many times I have warned you?” I staggered when I saw the hatred like never before in his eyes, complete darkness.

” Please Vincent! Please let me go!” I cried out, I hated I had to deplore him.

” Why? The fun is yet to begin Ms. Wilson. I am not done with you yet, not yet…… did you forget I won’t leave you till you are devoid of everything? ” He hissed at me in death chilling voice, making me miserably shake in fear.

He started pulling me with him by my arm, towards…… where? his grip tight like a steel, searing my skin painfully.

” Vincent! Where are you taking me?” I cried out, fear sprouting out even more in my body. I could hardly breathe, my pulse drumming madly against my skin.

I hit him how much ever strength I could muster but it was in vain, hitting him was like hitting a brick wall. My throat closed up on me, fear piercing through my every single pore, when my eyes landed on something.

Boy’s shower room!!!

There were few slots. It was basketball boys shower room, not to forget Vincent was the captain of our college basketball team, he definitely had exclusive right here.

” Vincent!!!” I cried out as he dragged me with him towards a slot of shower.

Horror gripped my insides rattling me deep to the core when he suddenly undressed his messed up shirt flashing his bare skinned chest, throwing the shirt recklessly on the ground.

What the hell is he doing!!!!

He entered the slot pulling me with him, and pushed me inside completely hovering above me and I dashed into the wall. I sucked my breath, noticing how close our bodies were. His 6’2″ frame daunted me.

The shower slot could barely fit two persons, thankfully I was quite small compared to him, leaving me little space to maintain a distance from him, otherwise I would have been squished here.

An unusual sense of nervousness twisted my gut. A voice of intuition whispered to me that something bad was going to happen now, there’s nothing I could do.

Cyclothymic disorder was again hitting high on him. He looked so mad-so lost in his fury and darkness-his facial features twisted into remorseless violence.

My entire body stiffened, the muscles in my shoulder tensing as I sensed what he intended on doing.

He suddenly turned on the shower, gripping my arm in a steel grip making me stay exactly below the shower.

To my absolute horror, water started flowing right above my head, completely blurring my vision, drenching me slowly, again drowning me into old despair.

The water blinded my vision, burning my eye, drenching my head completely, I cried out pushing him but he locked my wrists with his single hand.

There was nothing he liked more than to see me in pain. He was feeding on it and my cry and plead fueled him do even more worse things.

” Vincent! ” I yelled at him, wiggling from his hold, but he didn’t budge a little, neither did his grip. ” You are hurting me Vincent!”

He suddenly managed to remove my shirt, leaving me in camisole which I was wearing inside it. I was completely shocked by his behaviour.

The water started drenching me completely, I felt complete powerless, miserable, his nearness was way too much for me.

He started scrubbing my hair as water flowed through it. I try to pry off his hands, crying heavily but he pushed my hair, scrubbing it vigorously with his fingers.

” What are you doing Vincent!! Why are you acting like this!!” I wiggled, crying out, but he pulled me by the back of my neck against his fingertips and made me stay in place. “Why do you have to be so cruel!? I hate you! ”

Suddenly Vincent blocked the shower completely hovering above me, the water gliding throughout his broad shoulder. ” Why? I am cleaning you out. Weren’t you going to do same thing with that piece of shit? Why would it matter to you if it is me or him…… since you are a slut……”

I flinched and drew back against his arm, his words cutting deeper than they should ever have.

” Sooner or later you would do this wouldn’t you? Being all romantic with him in the canteen……” Anger radiated off him in thick waves. ” Why do you act so much when it comes to me? Your motive is same anyway……. luring a rich boy……”

His grip was now on my neck and it became punishing, his eyes dark in fury . “Trapping them in your web…… I can give much better than he can…… since you can’t stop wh*ring around. I can fulfill all the needs than he can…… what do you want…?”

” Money? Luxurious life? Each and everything you couldn’t get anything in your broke life?”

His words sliced through me, how he was degrading me. I put a mask on my face not to show how hurt I was as we stared at each other in agonizing silence, but on the inside, I was in the middle of a storm…… And I didn’t know why or the way out.

” Name it…… and I’ll throw it on your face, just end this…… don’t hesitate, as I already know how much of a gold digger, attention seeking b*tch you are.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

His words were like razor and it ripped my heart into pieces. How can he say those words to a girl.

” You……” I hissed at him, returning his glare.” You are completely disgusting. How much more low can you get? You will never change no matter how much I believe you would. You never fail me to execrate you, despise you completely!!!”

” You bloody egoistic rich people are all the same! If a poor girl finds even a small piece of happiness-”

” Happiness?” Vincent interrupted me, giving me a taunting chuckle, in motive of degrading me ” Your small happiness…… is some pieces of moment you spent with him, is that it?”

” Even I can give that…… why is it only him? I will do everything he does.” Vincent stepped even more closer to me, but I couldn’t take a step back, because of the space.

” If you are so f***ing desperate for finding somebody, then let it be me! Then just let me be that man. Let me be your man.”

Heh??????

Everything froze in me, his words took me by surprise, paralyzing me completely shocked. A sudden heat in my body sparked into flames, my heart flapping like fish had come out of its bowl.

And then I realized what he’d said. His words sounded horrifying yet jealous. Was he jealous of……?

Silence fell upon us as pure shock settled both of our faces.

” Si…… sin… since you can’t st… stop wh*ring around, you are a slut…… I… I know how much of a cheap girl you are.” Vincent shuttered, his grip on me increasing more than ever.

What is he blabbering……?

” If money is the problem I’ll send you every week, instead of you wh*ring around. You are a gold digger and I am ready to give my all money and wealth, assets to you, just stop whatever you are doing. ”

Seriously……!