I shook my head before I felt my bottom lip tremble and even though I tried to hold back, I was crying again.
“Oh, shit, Lee.” Eliana dropped next to me and cocooned me in her arms.
I sobbed against her chest, not caring that soon I’d have to tell her why. For now, I just needed to let go and not hide anymore. For now, I wanted to bear my soul and tell someone I was in love, and he’d broken my heart all in one go.
Chapter 44 - Levana
School wasn’t the bestplace for me, but neither was home. So, I spent the next few days at the public library, lost in books. The mailbox on my phone was filled with calls from Saint, Cian and Grace. Right now, I didn’t want to speak to anyone. Solitude was my best companion and so was chocolate—in any form, I didn’t really care.
Dad tried coaxing me into talking but Eliana must’ve mentioned something because he made sure no one disturbed me, not even Davien who’d become like a stable big brother in my life.
Miss Anderson’s text that Saint was no longer at teaching, helped get my ass back to school. On my first day, my head down, my mind lost in thought, I walked right into Samantha. My unintended bump caused her phone to fall.
“Pick it up, teacher’s pet,” she sneered.
“Do it yourself,” I snapped.
“Is that why you did so well in history, your mum paying for extra classes with her pussy,” she goaded.
“Get out of my way, Samantha,” I growled, having attracted the attention of a few others, I wasn’t backing down.
“Or what?”
God, her nasally voice was beginning to grind on my nerves and my lack of sleep wasn’t helping. I retaliated, “bitch, I’d slap you, but shit splatters and I don’t want to mess my hands.” A few gasps followed my words. “Now get out of my way,” I snarled. Something in my expression must’ve conveyed my rage because she moved aside, wordlessly.
When school finally ended, I’d skipped the last period seeking solace in the library. There, I’d fallen asleep. By the time I woke and left the library, the school had emptied out except for a few teachers. I was heading down the hall toward the exit when I rounded the hall and stopped short.
Saint stood on the other end, his face paled the second he saw me. I backtracked then turned and raced down the way I’d come.
“Levana!”
I glanced over my shoulder quickening my pace. His strides long and fast, Saint charged toward me forcing me to break into a sprint.
“Don’t, Levana!” there was no mistaking the warning in his tone. He wasn’t a man used to not having his way. Unfortunately for him, his was an act that was an unforgivable and I gave no fucks about his feelings right now. Mine outranked his.
I zipped down the corridor, turned a sharp left and shot into the first classroom in sight. Realizing I’d stupidly cut off my escape, I slammed the door shut and bolted it. Chest heaving with the exertion of my run, I placed a hand to my chest and rubbed, trying to soothe the burn while I scanned the room.
