chapter 43

"If you have come to look for my trouble, I'm sorry, I don't think I have the strength to argue with you this morning. Please, go" she mumbled.
"Wow, our strong and vibrant girl is so low spirited today, I love this" he shoved the key into his pocket.
"You have to open that door, someone might come in anytime to use the toilet and you will put me into trouble" she requested.
"Is that a command?" He jested, but kept a frowned face.
She shook her head, blew out a breath and put her hands together, "Tyler, I know I have wronged you, I beg for your forgiveness right here and now, and I promise not to offend you again. Please, open the door" she threw her pride out through the toilet's window.
"What exactly are you afraid of, Molly? Is it people coming here and finding it locked, thereby putting you into more trouble, or your heart pounding when I am so close" he asked, moving slowly towards her.
"Why am I so unlucky today?" She whispered and moved backwards until her back went against the wall, there's no escape this time.
"Tell me, it's just the two of us here. I admit, I came to see you, because I like you. So answer me, why is your heart racing?" He asked, putting his hands at each side of her on the wall.
"Don't be so ridiculous! Your brain must be so muddled, it is normal for the heart to beat so fast in the face of danger especially when it comes to the opposite sex" She blabbed.
"You are blabbering, Molly" he whispered, gazing into her eyes, he brought his face close enough to hers that their breaths mingled and their nose tips touched.
"Tyler, what do you want from me?" She swallowed, breathing rapidly.
He reached out and took hold of her hand, he took away the rag from her hand and threw it aside, then squeezed her hands and angled his head to look at her lips.
"I want so many things from you, I want to hold you in my arms, I want to kiss you, I want to touch you all over your body. Molly, I'm being serious about liking you" he said and slid his right hand to her waist.
She tore her eyes away from his and looked away, "you were all over my friend, stop deceiving yourself"
"No! Okay, yeah, like I told you, I once had a crush on her, which man wouldn't? But what I feel for you is stronger than that, I don't really understand it but I know that it exists in here" he said crossing his heart.
"How can I believe what you are saying when you and your friends always find reasons to trouble me and my friends especially after what happened to Sophia. And your friend raped her too, who knows if you are not here to do the same thing to me�� or it could be a bet��" She stammered doubtfully.
"Look at me, Molly," he said, hurt by her accusations. He touched her cheek, but she refused to look at his face. "Is that really what you think of me? Am I that ugly?"
"Birds of the same feather flock together," she mumbled.
"True, should I say the same about you? I mean, you have friends too, they are from different families, they have different behaviors, and ugly past too, but they are your friends. Does that make you have the same character as them? Or you are hopping and dancing together with them to hell?!" He interrogated and fought back his anger.
"Maybe, it is said, show me your friend and I will tell you who you are. What? Are you not used to being rejected by girls? Are you pissed off now? Do you want to hit me? Wait, maybe you will go out there and tell your friends and you all will come to put me in my place, good! I won't fall for your tricks, period!!" She pushed him away from her.
He bursted into hysterical laughter and surprised her. He brought out the key from his bag and opened the door.
"I guess I will have to put more effort in my practice, you are more witty than I thought. Molly, I will have you in my bed one-day, it is a promise" he said and left.
"Good luck with that!" She murmured and continued her scrubbing.
"Is this not supposed to be the work of a cleaner? What is the essence of employing cleaners in this useless school?! I must tell my Mom to get Dad to accept the fact that I don't like this school anymore!" She soliloquized, shedding tears for no just cause.
"Why are you so emotional now, didn't you just tell him to go? Someone you have been crushing on finally makes a move and you stupidly chased him away, idiot!" She murmured.
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"Fred, you are not telling me the truth! What happened to you last night? I thought you have already stopped working as an investigator because I know that is the only work that puts us in danger and we have to change location hundred times in one year!" Angelina hissed.
She knew something was wrong somewhere when he came home panting last night, he even raised his voice at her because she took the kids to their neighbor's house, something he never bothered about.
She stood watching him pace around their bedroom and sweating profusely. Angelina thought her nightmares were over when he finally quitted his job and they moved down here to start anew.
Last night, her nightmares returned, and this morning, he stood right before her and tell her that she and the kids will have to go back to Florida and live with his mother until he figures out what to do.
She knew he has started what he calls underground investigation because she saw the documents in his briefcase last night when he finally went to bed. Even if she has to leave, he should tell her the truth.