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3. She slaps him but why?

Several police cars in front of the main gate caught my attention. A person is outlining someone's body on the concrete road which is covered in a pool of blood. Some people gather around to title-tatle, while others take photos, despite police officers shoving them away from the crime scene.

We enter the main gate and turn left for the dean building. Ella keeps telling me something but my mind is occupied by the crime scene I saw earlier. I shake my head and shrug my shoulders to shoo away this uneasy feeling. Once we reach the first floor, we sprint to the notice board.

"So many lists! How will we find our name?" She complains while breathing heavily.

"You start looking from the right side and I will look from the left."

Today we were supposed to come early to get our group number and schedule. The university divides the students into groups with ten members in each one for better education. As I am looking through the third list, I could see Ella jumping from happiness.

"I found it. And guess what, we are in the same group." She pulls me into a hug. Then I take a look at the other student's name.

Group-12:
1.Jessica
2.Charles
3.Steve
4.Mark
5.Melissa
6.Ella
7.Taylor
8.Vanessa
9.Elena

My heart pounds in my chest and my throat runs dry as my index finger traces the next name, Blake. Why does he have to be in the same group?

"We are so lucky Mel. I am so happy." She jumps in happiness while holding my hands. Yeah, yeah I'm so lucky that now even life is mocking me.

"Such a tight schedule!" She exclaims. I walk to her and look at our schedule.

'First class (8:15 to 11:00)
Anatomy (Main building, 101)

Second class (11:15 to 12:30)
Physical Training (Basketball court, Sport's building)

Lunchtime- ( 12:30 to 13:15)

Third class ( 13:15 to 15:00)
Physiology ( Main building, 308)

Fourth class (15:15 to 17:00)
Biochemistry ( main building, 504)'

"Holy shit! It's 8:34." She shouts and grabs my hand and starts running.

We both sprint to the main building which is to the left of the dean building and is just in front of the main gate. As we enter, the broad anatomy department board on the right-hand side comes into view. We run inside the department and stop in front of Room 101 while gasping for air.

"You go in first." She opens the door, pushes me in, and closes the door.

I stumble at my feet which makes my hair cover my face. Taking a deep breath, I look up nervously. My eyes turn into saucers and my breath hitches. In front of me stands the devil whom I hate from every cell of my body.

"Hi, baby girl! We met again." He says embracing me into an unwanted hug.

I pull away from him immediately and slap him across his handsome face, making it turn to the left side. His hand reaches his red cheek and he looks at me in pure rage. He grits his teeth while his light blue eyes turn a darker shade, shoving daggers into my soul.

"Don't you dare do this ever again!" I bark at him. He grabs my neck and keeps walking till my back hits the wall. I try to pry off his hands but his grip is too tight, making me choke with more anger.

"Don't you dare slap me ever again!" He leans in closer to my ear and nibbles on it for a second before biting it hard, making me wince in pain.

"Y-you freaking p-psycho! Let me go." I try to breathe but his hands crushing my airways doesn't let me. He opens his mouth to say something but stops as the door opens. His hold on my neck loosens, letting my lungs expand as oxygen pours in.

"Melissa?" Ella's voice echoes in the room.

"Zip your mouth. Now we don't want to kill her, do we?" He warns in a dangerously low voice as he clasps my hand, intertwining our fingers. He steps aside to stand beside me, making Ella face us.

She looks at our hands, and back at me with a frown. She rubs her forehead with her index finger in confusion and stares at us with wide eyes.

"Ella, this fuck-" I open my mouth only to get cut off by him. I try to jerk my hands away but to no avail.

"Oh! So she is the gorgeous Ella you were talking about." He says with a fake smile. I shoot him a glare but he ignores it and starts to walk towards her, dragging me along with him.

"Um, Do I know you?" She asks nervously.

"Ella listen this guy is-"

"Mel, let me introduce myself. Now be quiet like the good girl you are and stop interrupting me." He turns his face to me and speaks through gritted teeth.

"She has become very talkative." He glances at me and pauses. He leaves my hand only to place his on my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"I'm Blake Williams, a childhood friend of Melissa." He continues, making me look at him in horror. Did he have to come up with this impossible lie?

"Oh! I didn't know. I'm Ella Brown." She says and holds out her hand.

He takes it gently and kisses at the back of it. Wow! Is he playing the gentleman now? And Ella, she even bought his lie. I didn't expect this from her.

"Ella, he is not my-"

"Will you shut up baby, see I've met Ella for the first time, it'll be a shame if you spoil the mood." He shoots me a glare and tightens his grip on my waist.

"What mood?" She asks with a raised brow.

"She is mad at me as I promised to meet her as soon as she arrived here in London." He keeps stacking words that are nothing but lies.

"Why didn't you tell me about him, Mel? That's unlike you." She complains as she pouts. She is right. I should've told her when I met him for the first time. I should've told her how crazy this guy is, how creepy he is!

"He is not my friend, neither I know him. He is sick in his head. He's a psycho." I scream out loud and jerk my hand away with full force.

He walks over to her, looks her in the eyes, and holds her hand before lying once again. "See I told you, she is very angry. Help me, Ella."

"Come on, Mel. Don't be so angry. How can you be mad at such a handsome face?" She flashes a smile. I stride and snatch her hand from his hold and hold her warm ones in mine.

"Listen to me carefully, this guy
harass-"

"Woah! Don't spill the beans now, Mel. It's not fun." He says as he takes my hand in his and squeezes it.

"Is there something that I don't know?" She asks, making me angrier. Why doesn't this girl believe me? She met him just now and believes his bullshit and here I'm friends with her for the past two weeks and yet she ignores me. The world is near to collapse, people believe words based on looks nowadays. I'm done with both of them.

"Ella, believe me," I say desperately looking into her eyes.

"She is your best friend, Mel. It'll be wrong to keep her in the dark." He says as he places his hand once again on my waist, pulling me closer. I try to wriggle and surprisingly he sets me free but only to turn around and kiss me on my forehead as he says,
"Um, we are dating."

I step away from him in disgust but he grabs my hand and holds it firmly.

"What?" She squeals and gives me a look of betrayal.

"Hell no, we-" he cuts me off again.

"Sorry baby, I know you are pissed and cannot keep your mouth shut. You want to scream at me, punch me and tell me I'm a liar for breaking the promise. I know you are very angry. But sorry baby, I'll make up to you. I'm sorry."

He is right about everything he said just now. I want to scream, punch him in his face and tell Ella about his lies. But the shape he gave to my feelings makes it sound as if we had a couple fight for real. He is so clever and crazy, I should not have underestimated him.

"Shut the hell up and stop lying. I am not your girlfriend, neither do I know you. Put this in the stone head of yours." I scream and slap him across his face, adding a darker red shade to the previous hand-print.

His face grimaces and the glint in his eyes gets replaced by anger. He holds my arm and tightens his grip making my face twitch in pain. He bends down and speaks dangerously low in my ear,
"You will regret it and I mean it."

I look at Ella who looks at us in utter shock. She runs her hand through her hair and looks at me with a worried expression.

"Um, I think I should go." She says while fidgeting with her fingers. She starts to walk towards the door and he yells, making us flinch.
"Stay where you are. If you move an inch I will break your bones and feed it to the dogs." I can feel the heat radiating from his body.

He pulls out a gun from his back and points it at Ella. My eyes grow wide and so does Ella's. She looks at me with a terrified expression. I can see her body tensing in fear. In the past two weeks, I have known that she is outspoken and cheerful but she gets scared easily. I can feel my heartbeat increasing, and my breathing getting uneven. Nervousness slowly starts to build in me but then I remind myself of dad's words, 'Never let your enemy know that you are scared. Be tough and sound brave, even if you are afraid.'

"Shoot me, you coward!" I scream and hold the barrel of the gun, pointing it at me.

"I will baby if you don't zip that mouth of yours. But before you, I will kill her." He tilts his head to the right and smirks.

He leaves my arm and instead grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks them back making me yelp in pain. From the corner of my eye, I see Ella walking towards me. He points the gun back at her and spats,
"One step more and I will make a perfect hole in your dim-witted head."

"Don't hurt her." She says nervously with tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Don't worry Ella. He is just words, he won't shoot. He is just trying to scare us. I know guys like-"

His grip tightens and I feel as if my hair is on fire, it hurts so badly. He laughs like a maniac he is and clicks the hammer of the gun.

"You don't know me, baby. I even got our anatomy professor in a major accident today in front of the main gate just because you were worrying about being late. It'll take me only a second to pull the trigger. And trust me, I can do that without even blinking." He says dangerously with an amused face.

"You fucking bast-"

"No cursing, My Love. You both are coming with me to my house and will be staying there from now." He tugs the strand of my hair behind my ear with the hand he was holding his gun in. The muzzle brushes my cheek, making a shiver run down my spine.

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