Stuck between two bad boys

DEVIN’S POV

“Bacon,” Emilia said as she gave some to me.

For a while, I stared at the bacon them her pretty face. It’s still a big surprise and joy for me that I am seating literally close to her.

From the first day I saw her, I couldn’t get my eyes off her. I know it’s kind of weird but I enjoy staring at her all the time. The day she bumped into me looking like she had just done something I don’t want to think about, I felt like killing the person.

Ever since then, I can’t get my mind off her, thinking about how reserved and beautiful she is. Unlike other girls, she never goes into the squad except with her brother that brings her to school and takes her back.

It was just a coincidence that I happen to beat up an unfortunate boy that had the guts to say ill things about her. After making sure to give him black eyes, I prepared myself to rest in detention for a while not knowing that I would meet Emilia.

The way her pink lips moved slowly as she chew the bacon was so interesting. I can as well stare at her all day without getting bored and that is what I intend to do.

“It’s not poisoned” Emila muffled as she began to chew the bacon in her mouth and swallowed “If you don’t want, I can eat it all” She retrieve her hand and took another bite “I love a few things but I don’t joke with food” she added.

The way her mouth moved was so good that I wish I could do something I had always been waiting for. I know it’s illegal, she is a minor, and I don’t want issues with Xavier but aside from that, I would have loved to make her my own and nothing else can stop me.

I am sure that I didn’t get anything else she was saying but seeing her eat and get her cute pink mouth messy is enough to make me lean closer. Let’s not think about the rest because it won’t happen, not when she is a minor and XAVIER’S STEPSISTER.

Before I could realize what I was doing, my palm was already on her chin as my thumb brushed the side of her lips. Immediately our skin touched, she flinched a little then began to turn a light shade of pink before getting worst to tomato red.

My gaze homed on her slightly parted lips as I robbed of the tiny grease from the food. I could not get myself to remove my hand as the next thing I knew my thumb brushed her lower lips before caressing her chin with my fingertips.

She swallowed nervously before looking away from my face. Something in me wants to hold her face back and claim her lips but I had to be myself. I can not rush into things especially when I am planning on waiting for her to reach at least 18 before letting her know who she belongs to.

By that time, Xavier would need to come clean!

Slowly, I lean closer. I didn’t know what to do at that moment but I can be able to peck her lips, I would definitely be the happiest person ever to live.

“Uh?” Emilia licked her lips as she looked away “Hi?” She added unsure of what to ask.

It was obvious that she was getting scared and I don’t like that about her, not even a bit.

“I am sorry” I muttered as I moved my hand off her face “It’s the grease” I added.

I tried to make a free face but each time I try, I always feel like I am not giving the right impression. My lips formed into a thin line as I looked at my wristwatch and sighed.

Lunch is over and we might have to go to our classes which means I won’t be near her for now until we meet again in detention. I smirked, although no one likes detention I am loving it. The fact that I have to be alone with her other than sighting her brother staring at her from a corner is so good.

At times I wonder how they managed to get into the same family. The Xavier I know can be so bossy, mischievous, self-centered, and cute at the same time. It reminds me of years back in Florida, when we would come back from school together and play video games till we get tired.

At first, I thought I had the family I never had until he let me know I can not belong anywhere.

When I was six, my parents died in a car accident. Since I was the only child they had, I was given to my uncle who ended up turning me into his drunkie vendor. He would get drunk, beat me black and blue, and send me out to sleep in the cold.

I thought the government would be of help so I happened to meet a man that took me to a foster home and abandoned me. For almost a year nobody wants me until my uncle came back with his wife this time. It happened that he had married in the space of that one year and had a son.

Long story short, I became a punching bag for my uncle till I turn thirteen. For the kind of beating bi received and the heavy chores I do, I looked bigger than my age. Since I would not love to get bullied in the house and also outside, I decided to attack first.

Whosoever comes my way gets a taste of my wrath and with time, I became a street fighter. When I had enough money at the age of fifteen, I ran off and collide with Xavier who later did something I don’t want to even remember.

“Are you always like this?” Emilia asked in her small voice.

My brows lifted as I said nothing but stared directly into her endowing eyes. Frankly, this girl could be my doom and I can as well not regret it, not for one day.

“Are you always like this?” She asked again.

“Like what?” I looked away from her face, that alone is more than the greatest distraction.

“I don’t know!” She shrugged “You are kinda mean, evil-looking ” she paused for a while “Are you ever nice?”

My heartache. do I really look like this or is she just saying it because I had refused to smile.

Slowly, a fake smile spread across my face as I placed my palm on hers and smiled sweetly this time. I caress her fingers, feeling how tiny and soft they are. She still even have food grease on them as she had finished eating, it’s just a shame I didn’t get to notice that on time.

“You look better now” she smiled, her eyes moved to my neck as she drew closer “A date tattoo?” She asked.

My heart skipped a bit. Had she noticed this in Xavier’s body and asked the same question or have not seen it at all.

“What about your overprotective brother?” I asked instead.

“I am right here!” Xavier’s familiar angry voice thundered “You fvcking bag of shit!” He increased his pace.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

My gaze was on Emilia who seem scared than shocked. She was rushing to Xavier who moved her aside and did what I have been expecting from him since last week Friday at the old library.

Xavier’s fist connected to my face harshly before he pushed me to the ground and began to brain punches at me.

I heard Emilia’s scream as she jumped on Xavier’s back and held his two hands.

“Please stop it, Xavier” she sniffed “This is insane!”

I didn’t expect Xavier to listen, as I was expecting him to move her and resume hitting me while I lay still refusing to fight. He stood up with Emilia on his back and walked away.

“Wait!” Emilia panicked as Xavier kept moving “Put me down” she attempt to jump down but Xavier held her thighs “Let go of me, Now!” she demanded wiggling her legs.

Xavier’s cold gaze remained on me for a while before he dropped her, pull her by her arm, and walked away without saying a word.