CHAPTER 13

It was late in the afternoon as I groggily trudged my way to the dining hall. I bet I looked like someone who just went from an apocalypse. I didn't feel good at all. Gavier was in my head all day making my headache worse. Good thing the classes weren't that hard and nobody really approached me not even a bitch, a jerk or just another fellow student. They could probably feel the bad vibes I was oozing off.

I stopped my tracks, I could feel that someone was watching me. And sure there was, I mean, there were. At the corner of my eye, I saw eight men in black suits, and there was something different about them. Sure they guard this place but I've never seen them huddled together. They usually come by pairs, this time they were eight. Something was definitely wrong.

'You can't trust anyone', I remembered dad telling me. Shit, were these men going to kidnap me and threaten my dad? I was so full of thoughts of Gavier, I forgot that I still have other problems to think about especially the witch, Queen Elizabeth.

I turned to a corner. Where were the people when you need them? I quickened my pace and they also quickened theirs. I need to get to the dining hall fast.

"Wait!" Someone called and I ignored it. Shit!

They were catching up fast, I could feel the heat of their presence even when they were a few yards away. It was probably my adrenaline that made me feel so paranoid all of a sudden.

I was almost there, almost.

I felt a hand grab my shoulder, I immediately caught it and twisted it as I kneed the man's stomach. The man yowled as I pushed him away.

'Remember Clarissa, when you're in trouble make as much noise as you can', Dad told me once.

I screamed surprising them and they immediately lunged for me. I stepped aside, making some of them bump on each other but the rest weren't so easy. Two of them caught me by my arms. I stepped on one of their feet as I elbowed the other man's face. They growled and held my arms again. The other men rushed to me and tried to grab hold of my feet as I struggled and screamed.

"Help! Help! Let go off me you bastards!! Let go!!" I shrieked and viciously tried to get away from them but it was useless. They were too strong and too many.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked glaring at them. They pulled me and were quiet for awhile. "Where?!"

"I apologize Miss Valdez, but we received orders," one of them said.

"From who?" I might as well know who this person was so I could prepare myself. If it was Queen Elizabeth, then I guess it's time to know why she was so against me.

But it turned out they didn't need to tell me. I was pushed in a familiar room, one that I hated, especially the person who owned it.

"Get out," Gavier ordered the men like an alpha and they scurried away.

"What do you want?" I growled, glaring at him. When will he stop tormenting me? Hasn't he had enough?

He faced me, his eyes looking straight into my eyes. "Just one dinner with me."

"Do I even have a choice?" I asked. If I rejected his offer, I knew he would just drag me here anyway.

There was a twitch from his lips. "Nope."

I balled my fists. "Can't you just leave me alone?!"

"Nope," he said casually and beckoned me to come.

I wanted to scream, this jerk was really too much. He acts as if he owns the world.

"You're really conceited you know! You're such a jerk!" I remained in my position, too mad to move. What the hell does he want with me? He doesn't own me, and like hell he will!

Gavier just rolled his eyes and took my hand in his, pulling me in his dining area. "Yeah, yeah whatever," he said.

"You're really annoying! And you're so egotistic and self-centered!"

"Mhmm." He just nodded, still holding my hand. I don't even know why I'm letting him, I'm too mad to care.

"Here let's eat."

I gasped at his dining area. There were candles lit on the table with a white tablecloth, a vase of roses, and food that was designed artistically. "Wow you did all these?" I asked, my eyes twinkling all of a sudden. I was almost going to forgive him, almost.

"Nope, my servants did."

I groaned, as expected.

"Here sit down." He pulled a chair like a gentle man and I raised an eyebrow, not believing it. "Sit down or I'm going to make you sit on my lap."

Like hell I will! I rolled my eyes, I would never do that, ever. I sat down almost immediately. Imagine if that were to happen, I don't think we'll have dinner at all, we'll immediately start fighting.

I diverted my attention to the food and my mouth watered immediately, it looked absolutely delicious.

"Careful not to drool," Gavier said and I glared at him.

"Shut up," I moodily said. I was cranky because of lack of sleep and my nerves were all jumbled up because of the jerk.

I began eating, trying to ignore him but as usual it was impossible. He was watching me, more like staring at me, his head rested on his hand with his elbow on the table.

"Aren't you gonna eat?" I asked, still annoyed.

"Nope."

"Then can you do something else."

"Like what?" He asked.

"Like something aside from watching me."

"Why?" The jerk smirked, making me chew the food sadistically.

"Because it's annoying," I stated the obvious.

"But I like annoying you."

"But I don't like it!" I snapped like a girl on her period, "I'm done, thanks for the food." I stood up. I wanted to sleep, I'm too exhausted. This day was eventful enough for a girl like me.

I went for the door without looking at him. If he just wanted something to amuse him, he should just find someone else. I have other problems to take care of, I don't have time for this.

"Wait." He grabbed my arm.

"No Gavier, if this is about the money, I don't want it. Look I'm not a slut and a girl who likes money, just ask somebody else to entertain you. I know there are lots of girls who are willing. I'm too tired already, let's just end this, whatever this is. If this goes on we're just going to get mad at each other more and more until we actually kill one another" I put his hand away gently, "I appreciate the food, thanks for everything," I finished. My heart was aching, but my head was saying it was for the best.

"I'm sorry." His soft words made me stop my tracks and turn to face him.

"What?" Still not believing what he just said.

"I apologize for assuming you're a whore," he said, his teeth gritting. I could tell he was having a hard time saying it.

"Really?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, a little smile was on the edge on my lips.

"Yes," he sneered, "Now come here." He opened his arms which somehow confused me.

"Come on," He urged me to come, "I know you want it."

"Whatever." I stepped towards him and wrapped my arms around him. He pulled me in immediately and began caressing my hair. I was so glad we made up, all my fatigue immediately vanished.

"Are we friends Gavier?"

"Well, duh," he replied which made me smile.

"You sound forced." I looked up at him.

"Maybe." He looked down at my lips and I did the same with his. The tension suddenly rose, and I couldn't help but desire those lips again. Without even knowing it I began to lean, and he did the same, his mouth slightly open making it more tempting.

"Clarissa." His voice was husky, as if strained.

"What?" I asked, my eyes not leaving his lips. We were inches apart by now, so close. My eyelids closed halfway, prepared to meet his lips.

But just as they were about to touch, he turned his head to the side, making me kiss his jaw instead. He kept going forward and buried his head at the nape of my shoulder. I suddenly heard him inhale sharply. What the hell was he doing?

His hot breath breathed by my ear making it ticklish. "Clarissa you stink. It might be a good idea for you to take a bath," he whispered.

I stoned as he let go of me. Did he just say I stink? I do not stink!

He started chuckling. "Haha, your face."

The desire to kiss him faded in an instant and replaced by fiery anger.

"Gavier!"

I almost forgot Gavier loves tormenting the hell out of me. Ugh!