Care! It's simply a word to me

After that episode.

Paul dragged me into a boy's locker room and locked the door behind me.
I was terrified to see him in that situation. I took a small step backwards and came to a halt as I hit a wall.

What am I supposed to do now? I'm completely aware of his anger issues.

"Paul, listen, I'll tell you everything," I tried to convince him.
"Now you know that someone in your life is thinking about you. Who cares if you exist?" Paul became enraged and spoke aggressively. "Did you know I didn't even shut my eyes last night?"
Care! It's simply a word to me. Did my father feel the same way about me as you did?
Paul abruptly caressed my waist and gently lifted my frock. I attempted to stop him. You were just claiming you were worried about me and that you cared about me, but now you're engaging in filthy behavior.
"Please, Paul," I pleaded as I tried to escape. "Do you even know what happened last night? "Last night, I went to the police station because of you," Paul stated.
With my brows narrowed, I said, "What?"
He said, "Because I went to Ron's house to beat him."
"Are you crazy, Paul?" I said fiercely.
"I'm crazy about you," he said. While we were talking, Paul began to smell my hair and gently rubbed his nose on my neck.
"Paul," I murmured, making a little movement.
Paul said, "Last night, I waited for you. Where have you gone, honey? But, I'm happy you weren't with Ron."

"I-I was with Eva," I stuttered.
He continued to bother me. As his head pressed against my neck, he licked it. I clutched my frock tightly in my fist.
"Did you say that to make me jealous?" Paul asked.
If I tell him the truth, he'll kill me here. I'm terrified I can't tell him the truth.
I took a deep breath in.
He came to a halt and asked, "Tell me?" as he rested his head on my shoulder.
I pressed my lips together in fear.
"Tell me what was that? Whether you like him or not "He yelled as he tightened his grip on my neck.

The other side.
"Are you no longer in love with me, Ron?" I asked, tears streaming down my face.
"Eva, what exactly is your problem? I'm a little busy right now, so please excuse me, "Ron replied, frowning at me.

I grabbed his hand and cried. "Nooo, I'm not leaving until I get my answer".
Ron screamed at the top of his lungs, "It's enough, Eva!"
"If you love me, Eva, prove it to me first, and then I'll think about it," Ron said emphatically.
"Ron," I murmured.

Ron pushed me a little and walked away. You can't just abandon me like this, Ron. I will go to extremes for you.
"How about I hand Elena over to you for one night?" I asked, lowering my head.
He came to a halt as he heard it.

Ron's viewpoint
I was confused you wouldn't agree, but you did.
"I'll patch things up with you again," Ron said before leaving me alone there.
Why is it Elena? Niki was right; Elena snatched Paul and now Ron. But I'm not going to give up my love that lightly.
"I told you Eva," a voice suddenly came from behind me.
When I returned my gaze, I noticed Nikita standing there, smiling. "Doesn't it hurt when someone you love starts to ignore you? "I know it hurts," she said, placing her hand on my shoulder.

"Paul has already slipped from my hand, but Ron, he is still in yours. Hold on to him, Eva, or you'll lose him, "Nikita said as she walked away from me.

The opposite perspective view.

"I was lying, Paul," I admitted.
"I knew that babe," Paul's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe what I said.
"You said it to make me jealous, right?" he asked.
With a glance at him, I nodded yes.
Yes, that was quite true. I said that to make him jealous, but it's true that I really wanted to get away from you. Why can't I enjoy myself as much as you do? If you can hurt me, why can't I do the same to you?

But right now, I'm afraid that if I tell him the truth, he'll hurt Ron. I don't want anyone to suffer because of me.
Paul was about to say something, but he stopped himself.
He looked at me with his eyes squinted, as if he didn't believe what I said. He then grinned and gently stroked my cheek.

God, thank you! He is completely convinced.
"I ask for compensation," Paul stated.
What exactly is he on about? "Wh-what?" I was stuttering.
He made an unexpected kiss on my lips. He placed me on the countertop and kissed the top of my collarbone.
I attempted to stop him by saying, "Paul noo."
He was tightly gripping my waist, preventing me from moving...he softly bit my neck and sucked the region for a while...my body shuddered, so I closed my eyes.

Paul gazed at me after breaking the kiss. With his thumb, he smashed my lip-gloss on my lips.
I tried to get down from the countertop, but he grabbed my arm and forced me to look at him. I did as he did, looking intently into his blue ocean eyes. Paul, my mind becomes blank when I stare into your eyes.
Paul's point of view.
Elena, all I want to do is be with you. Those tempting lips of yours are utterly enthralling. I don't get enough satisfaction from it no matter how much I touch it. I wish I could hold you in my arms at all times.

Paul looked at me so intensely. I quickly restrained my gaze from him, but all of a sudden, he spread my legs, stood between my thighs, and placed his hands around my waist.
I was instantly poked by something hard. You're a jerk, Paul! I gritted my teeth as I realized you merely want my body, and I'm the fool who thinks you love me.
I pushed him to the limit, but I couldn't make him go any further.
"Let me go, Paul. I have a class to attend ", I decided to give up because I knew it wouldn't work.
"Did you forget, Elena?" "I told you I'd bang you, but you deceived me last night," he said, grabbing my face.

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