Asking for the impossible

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
AVRIL
"I am David Thompson", a kid said as he approached me during lunch.
Carried away in my thoughts and not wanting to listen I turned to him with a scorn.
"So what am I going to do with that?" I asked almost in a scream.
"You don't remember me?" He asked back lowering his voice and smiling naughtily.
"Whatever it is you have to say, tell it to the birds as I do not have time to drag words with imps", I replied rudely.
I could easily mistake him for one of my admirers and I hated their courage especially those from a mediocre background like the kid that sat on front of me.
"I wonder what makes you think you can sit at my table", I said disgustedly.
The kid didn't seem hurt, he smiled instead. I wasn't surprised they always do.
I stood up and made to leave as I wasn't in the right frame of mind to banter words with people of such caliber.
"I have something you need", he said hastily. He raised his hand like he wanted to hold me back but withdrew them immediately I turned to him with a fierce look.
"I am sorry", he apologized. "I just know a secret you and your boyfriend have been trying to keep away from the world".
His words hit my chest like an arrow. Does he have our sex tape? Did Chris say anything about what happened on Saturday to him? My mind traveled gar within seconds.
"Think about it, your brother knows as well", he said making me more nervous and scared.
I cleared my throat and stared at him as the rude look on my face disappeared slowly.
"What do you want?" I asked ready to pay off the blackmailer with any amount.
"I want you", he replied disgusting me the more.
"You must be out of your mind! You must be sick! I don't care whatever it is you want to do with the sex tape. You know what go ahead and do it, go fuck the devil!" yelled into his face.
"Sex tape?" He asked looking completely lost. I turned around to see some students giggling behind me, I have never been more embarrassed.
"I wasn't talking about any sex tape".
My mind ran miles, then his name rang a bell.. David Thompson! The sane guy who knows that I and Chris are werewolves, God damn! I'm screwed!
I sat down quickly trying to hide my shame.
"What do you want?" I asked for the second time but this time in a whisper and in a more polite tone. I knew I was screwed if anyone else especially NY parents found out about my identity.
"Please don't say you want me, I already have a boyfriend", I pleaded.
"So sad and you guys had sex already, so sad I'm at a loss", he replied.
"Don't say that!" I said harshly and forced a smile after realizing I was supposed to be nice to him.
"What do you have to offer to seal my mouth forever?" He asked.
"Money", I replied not knowing what else was a better offer.
"Money? You must think I'm a joke!" He replied. "When you're ready to talk please let me know", he added and rested his head at the edge of the chair relaxing his back completely on it and crossing his legs forward.
"I... I.. I honest don't have anything else", I replied.
"You do", he replied with a smile.
I stared at him without uttering a word. 'What does he want?' I thought.
"You've got boobs, a moderate size. And ass plenty of it", he said and I rolled my eyes at him.
"At least a night stand would do", he added and I opened my mouth in awe.
"A night stand? You must be out of your mind!" I replied.
"Really? Then you'd rather die than have sex with me?" He asked.
"I'd rather die than let you hold my hands!" I said, spat on the floor and walked away angrily.
I heard David laughing behind me as I walked away.
"You'd crawl back to me in tears!" He screamed after me.
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"Chris I've been looking for you all over", I said as I walked into the library.
I had heaved a deep sigh of relieve after sighting Chris.
"I came to pick up some books, hope you're good?" He asked and drew me into his arms hugging me tightly. I didn't hug him back I just stood like a log of wood. He pecked my forehead twice before letting go of me.
"David Thompson, I had a chat with him", I said.
"What about him?" Chris asked nonchalantly.
Chris had this annoying nonchalant attitude towards everything, he pretended he didn't care about anything while he comes up with solutions at dying minutes.
"Chris?!" I called him angrily jerking him back to reality.
"Shush", I heard from behind and lowered my voice.
He had a book in his hands which he had been flipping through the pages all along.
"I'm sorry", he apologized sincerely and placed the book on the shelve.
"Wha...!"
"Shush",
"Oh! I'm sorry", I said.
"What is wrong with you Chris?" I asked in a whisper.
"Let's talk outside", he replied and pulled me out by the arm.
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"What!" Chris exclaimed on hearing what David told me. "Where's that bastard?!" He asked furiously making efforts to rush towards the canteen.
"Chris, please! Let's think of ways to handle this rather than approach him in ways that would worsen issues I said.
"You must be a joke! We can't negotiate with that loser or he'll think we are scared of him", Chris replied.
"Chris, you have to calm down will you?" I asked.
"We'd surely find a way out of this mess, but confronting David with the anger in your heart right Noe might lead to something else, besides we have bigger challenges we are faced with", I reminded Chris.
"What other challenge is bigger than the fact that we'd get killed if words get to our parents?" Chris asked.
"Let's not think about that right now, I believe we will get through all of this", I said to Chris placing my hand on his cheeks.
I raised my legs, he was taller than I am so I had to do so whenever I wanted to kiss him.
I planted a wet kiss on his lips, he held tightly unto my waist kissing me passionately. "I love you", I whispered in his mouth.
"I love you more", he replied in a whisper.
We continued in the kiss for seconds before he finally let go of me, we both stared into each other eyes then a soft laughter followed.
Just then our phones beeped and we checked the text immediately.
(First thing tomorrow, I want to see you all) the text was from Tyson, Chris's text read the same thing and I wondered why he wanted to see us.
I texted Ariel immediately (did Tyson text you as well)
I waited patiently for Ariel to reply but he didn't, Ariel wasn't a phone addict and was rarely on his phone but that wasn't an excuse for him to ignore text all the time.
I decided to call Ariel but gave up after three trials. Our phones beeped again and we immediately checked it.. (It's really urgent, do make sure you see me first thing tomorrow morning).
"Were you able to get Ariel on the phone? Chris asked and I shook my head.
"Don't you think we should go over and find out the reason he wants to see us? It seems urgent", I said.
"There was a reason he said today and not tomorrow, besides we font even know if he's home today, if he wants to see us right away or? We don't have to go there today, let's do it tomorrow the way he had instructed".
I bit my fingers and nodded in agreement with Chris's suggestions. I was impatient and I hated suspense so much.
"Why the hell do you not want to pick your calls?" I muttered impatiently.
"He's probably busy and you will see him at home, why not be patient?" Chris asked and I rolled my eyes.
Just then we sighted David, he approached us wearing a smile..
"What are you doing here Sam?" Chris asked him and I turned to them surprisingly.
"You know him? Are you Sam or David?" I asked completely clueless about the ongoing.
"This is Sam, did he say his name is David?" Chris asked me and I nodded, I was over curious to find out what was going on.
"He is David, David Thompson", I said and Chris's eyes and mouth widened.
"Oh! So now you want to blackmail us? You can't use that card on us dear because I already know you are also a werewolf", Chris said.
"Wait what? David is also a werewolf?" I asked in utter amazement. "Wow! Just wow!" I exclaimed.
I was about to say another word when Ariel walked up to me and dragged me away pulling me by the arm. "Our driver is here, he also needs to pick Jumai up from the office, you can continue this conversation later".
I followed him unsatisfied that I was being dragged away without my permission.