Chapter 3 A psychopath?

I wiped at my face ferociously, spreading the mess around and not so much as caring about my image. At this point, all I wanted was to be done here and go back to the confines of my own room. He stared at me long enough, my mind conjured him as a creepy man.

He couldn't have been much older than me giving his physique. Tall, slightly burly and a compelling presence. Typical frat boy. But still, there was something about him that unrattled my insides.

I didn't want to wait any longer to find out.

"W-what do I have to give you to repay y-you?" My meek voice drifted off into the darkness. If he heard, I didn't know, as his gaze continuously remained pinned on me.

"O-or.....h-how much do you want from me? I could convince my p-parents one way or the other s-so they could w-wire it to you..."

Still there wasnt a response from him. In a blur of an eye, One minute he was standing a foot from me, the next he was right in my face squatting at my eye level.

The whole movement made my heart skip dangerously, as my body also unconsciously jerked back. Only stopping when I hit the bumper of my car.

If I thought the smell of his jacket was exquisite, he personally, was beyond words. The onslaught of his heady smell left my throat dry with something I couldn't place exactly. And his fingers toyed with what I made out to be his phone. Almost too quietly,his words flowed out.

"Tell me....What pushed you to succumbing to that thought?" The question came out of a place of genuine curiosity and that threw me off my radar so much, I stared dumbly at him.

Why was he asking this now? It wasn't the agreement we'd had down there after all. He helped me and I gave him something back in return. Simple.

"I-i d-dont know what you're talking about...."

"Really?" His voice became laced with a sinister tone I could smell from miles away. My body shudders in anticipation of what he would do next.

"Let me try again Sunshine. Why did you think it was okay to throw yourself off a cliff? And from your appearance, you are either a cosplayer or a genuine figure skater.....apparently a dotted one might I add." His eyes raked me from my face down to my chest where the skating dress hugged tightly and to the little flare exposing my thighs.

They lingered far longer than I appreciated and without a second thought, my hands flew to draw the little fabric over the exposed skin.

This seem to amuse him as he suddenly burst out laughing. "You think some random suicidal's laps is enough to make me wanna prey on you? You should see your face in a mirror...it wouldnt so much as turn me on even if I had taken Viagra!"

I gasped in shock as his crude words dealt a blow straight to my heart. I had never deemed myself the most prettiest in a room but I knew I could pass for an average looker.

My hands twisted into a tight knot by my side the more I stared at him. He was an asshole through and through. And without a doubt, I knew for a fact I never wanted to come across him again.

Thriugh clenched teeth, "What do you want from me exactly?"

"Answer my question first and I would see if i would let you go.....Scot free."

Over my dead body! I would rather take a bullet to my head than ever divulge that piece out loud. To anyone...or even a waste of space–like the one before me. He ingratiated every fûcking nerves in me so much I wished I could bash his head in.

But that would only be a sure ticket to my painful death. Not only was he a brute, he looked like he wouldn't bat an eye if he so much as finished me off himself. I hated people like that. No remorse, no empathy!

"You don't want to talk, I see...." for some reason that just spiked up my anxiety level. He wasn't going to do anything stupid now is he?

"Fine then! I guess it's inly proper for me to report a case of 'suicidal attempts' to the local police department. And let me guess....you are a student of the Conrad College right?" The change in mu countenance gave me away as he nodded enthusiastically.

"Bingo! Either way, your news would be plastered across the school forum latest by noon tomorrow. Let's see how you face your coursemate and friends. Good luck!"

My heart plummeted on the floor as he stood up with the lethal grace of a cat as he patted his clothes clean of the dust from where he had laid to grab me over the cliff.

'H-he couldnt be serious now right?'

"WAIT!....please...."

I didn't want to find out when I shot up after him, and grab hold of his shirt. I could only imagine that stupid irritating smirk of his dancing across his lips.

Such an infuriating bastard!

He turned slowly towards me making my hold on his shirt released and I couldn't have been more right. I wished I had my contact on so I could see what the devil that had been sent to plague me looked like.

He relaxed languidly against the bonnet of my car seemingly to tell me I could start. I didn't know if it was because, for the first time since I could remember, someone willingly wanted to hear my voice. Not just the one they heard physically. But the one that raged with every churning destructive thoughts inside my head.

My voice floated around us as I narrated everything I had been silently enduring since the time the voices developed a mind of their own. Mum and Dad's role in everything I had been able to achieve so far, their undying support in the begining and their words of encouragement.

I raved on about my friends who also were always there when I wanted them to and how much they meant to me.

I didn't know how much I had spoken until something dark snapped inside me. The demons clawing their ways up and the flaws i had stored of each and every single person i deemed an acquaintance.

"They only saw me for who and what I had to offer to them all! They larp at the influence and favors i could provide for them and not because, they truly deemed me worthy of their time and attention." I knew I was already being blinded by rage. But i couldn't stop the words even if I wanted to. So I continued regardless.

"M-my parents included! They don't care to see beyond my surface amd they could all go to hell for all I care! I FÛCKING HATE THEM ALL!"

Something heavy seemed to have been lifted off my chest as those words flew past my mouth. I felt strangely relieved at everything I had buckled up to fester into depressing thoughts. If I knew I would feel better if my surpressed hatred out loud, then I would have done that earlier.

But the following silence quench the adrenaline I felt coursing through me. The jerk hadnt spoken one word since and I didn't know if I should be worried.

"W-why arent you saying anything?" I tested out carefully. But he only shrugged his massive shoulders like he couldn't be bothered to care about it.

"I mean...what am I supposed to say? You got your anger out of your system and Thats a win for you I guess. But that doesn't accomplish any goals on my side."

"W-what do you mean by t-that?"

He tsked annoyed like it was exhausting answering me but he had to anyway.

"I needed to secure the promise you made earlier to me. And obviously,you needed to rant out your 'little abandoned girl frustration' to anybody available. And I turned out to be your listening ear. Since that is done and now out of the way, you need to keep to your end of the bargain."

"W-which is?"

"It isnt much....I just want you to act as my pawn to settle a score with my teammate!"

My face marred in confusion to his words. 'Pawn? And to what teammate?'

"I-i dont understand?"

"You don't strike me as 'dumb' sunshine. But if perhaps you're, what I want you to simply do for me–i want you to approach a teammate of mine, you will pretend to be interested in him. Which to your luck would be easy since he's a foolish dumb fuck who believes everything in a skirt. Court him, make him believe every word from your mouth."

My stomach dropped the more his words sinked into me. My mouth hung open in shock and disbelief over his atrocious words.

"And when he's completely in love you..." his lips curved even more sinisterly. "You dump his ass and tell him it was all a joke!" My breath caught in my throat at the last of his sentence. Who really was this person standing before me?

'Sick bastard!'

I would never do such to an innocent person. That was the most cruel thing anyone deserved in their life's. It was a big NO for me and I wasn't going to do it.

"I-i am sorry....but you would have to find someone else for that!" I removed his jacket hastily before bashing it to his chest, not caring if he held it or not.

I was done here! If he's ready to collect his favor in the most humane manner then he probably knows how to find me.

I was just a step from my car door when the choked words of someone I recognized to be me played in the silence. I had never whipped back as hard as I did when the came face to face with the light reflecting off his phone.

The world spun violently around me as my stomach twisting as the horrifying realization struck hard at me.

My entire confession including the hateful words i said about my Parents and friends had been recorded.... I was as good as dead.