Enzo's standpoint.
“Dude, what's got your panties in a bind?” Cole, my best friend, asked when I shoved a freshman aside harshly.
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “It's nothing. I'm just tired.”
“It doesn't look like anything to me, though, but I'll take your word for it.”
At that moment, I hated that Cole knew me like the back of his hand. He was right. It was not, nothing.
Ever since Jaelyn turned up at my house days ago, my perfect life had taken a turn.
Anywhere I turned, I saw her. Her pale blue eyes shined like crystals. Her freckled face added a cute tinge to her beauty. Not only that, but her voice sounded like a beautiful hymn to my ears.
Every time I walked into a room, I had the compelling urge to get closer to her. I wanted to touch her skin. Annoyingly, I always left her side with a boner.
Last night too, I had cooked for her and then watched her gobble her food, imagine that her mouth was wrapped around my lips.
“Let's head to class. Mr. Thomas is getting pissed about us always skipping class. He told me he would tell your dad. I don't want that to happen.”
“I don't care if he does. You can go ahead without me, I have to go take care of something” I said, my jaw tightening as I struggled to restrain the sudden desire that raged in me.
“Uh. Okay. I'll head to class then. Are you sure you are fine, though? You look quite tense.”
“I said I'm fine, so can you just drop it.” I snapped.
“Alright! Alright! Calm your nerves. I'll leave you be, so no need to be all snarky.” With that, he turned and headed to class.
I rushed towards an empty classroom, locking the door behind me as I was lost in my own thoughts thinking about Jaelyn.
After some minute of dwelling and stupidly drooling over her beauty, her voice and her pure heart, I stepped out of the class with a sigh as I closed the door tightly behind me.
That was the last bit of help I could get.
Walking along the hallways, I suddenly froze when I heard a whimper and then a sniffle.
I could smell the faint air of blood in the air, as well as a familiar scent.
I immediately traced the direction it was coming from, only to end up in front of the female restroom.
Likewise, I hesitated for a while before I finally walked in. What I saw shocked the living daylights out of me.
Jeanne sat on the floor crying and whimpering with a pale face. Blood was all over her body, clothes as well as the floor.
“What the hell happened to you?”