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"AND YOU IN THE BLUE T-SHIRT, COME HERE."

Rhys said loudly, stopping my feet in anger, which were tapping the floor desperately, wanting to move. His hand reached my thigh, giving it a small squeeze, and my eyes lowered.

Victor's curious gaze was still on me, I could feel. While Rhys was on him, waiting for him to come—and he did.

The cafeteria was silent after the words of Rhys. The sound of his white Jordans, which Victor was wearing today, made small sounds with each step.

My eyes kept flinching with each step in panic. I wanted to disappear, yet I couldn't. Closing my eyes tightly, I tried to forget and erase everything that was happening.

When Rhys again asked, "What do you want, butterfly?"

A shiver ran down my body. I knew Victor was just in front of us, looking down. I clenched my fist and turned my head towards Rhys, ignoring Victor.

"Any... t... thing w... ill be... ok..." I said while biting my lips in an attempt to stop the stutters, but it failed miserably.

Rhys didn't reply, just stared at me for a few seconds and then turned towards Victor.

"Bring it," he said, pointing at the table of other students.

Victor didn't say anything but turned. Then, suddenly, Rhys slid his hand towards the back of my head, pushing my face close to him, while his dark eyes stared into mine.

"NO ONE WILL LOOK HERE," he ordered before pressing his lips on mine.

His lips touched me gently at first, sliding with the slippery saliva of his mouth. His tongue poked my lips to enter inside my mouth, and when it was granted, the kiss turned passionate, pressing me down with the force of it. His lips kept brushing against mine while his tongue traveled blindly, sometimes on my chin and sometimes inside. The warmth of his mouth kept taking over mine. His teeth were pulling my lips again and again like he wanted to make them apart so he could swallow them inside his mouth.

I knew Victor was just two steps away. He could hear the groans of Rhys and the painful whimpers and moans of mine, and this thought made me scared. My hands, which were pressed against Rhys' chest, slid into his hair and grabbed it tightly. My eyes closed, trying to hide everything inside them.

Rhys pushed my head closer, and I let him. Hiding in him was the only thing I saw as a path to disappear.

So I let those sounds out. I let him kiss me until he wanted. My eyes were closed, while his were open, staring straight into mine.

Finally, he gave my lips a last hard suck before pulling away from the kiss. Removing his hands from my hair, he let one of them slide on my waist and then pulled me, making me sit closer to him.

"Rhys," I said his name, and he hummed before taking my hand into his and kissing the back of it. His dark, dead, intense eyes stared at me before turning them towards Victor again.

"Why the fuck are you standing there like a stone? Go and move," he said, and I gulped.

Victor moved, taking fast steps towards the stalls, and my eyes followed his steps...

Which looked...

Furious.

Within a few minutes, he was back with a clenched jaw, yet his eyes were downcast. Placing the tray on the table, he served Rhys and me.

And then left, without a glance. Leaving the cafeteria, the boy who was in front of him looked at him bewildered before following him too.

"I don't like what you are doing, butterfly," Rhys' voice suddenly broke the trance, and I quickly looked at him.

"I am sorry," I said.

"Eat," he said in a stern voice, and I nodded my head. Picking up the spoon, I saw the food, which, for once, was never seen by me.

It was all my favorites.

From the drink to the pasta.

Placing the spoon in the soft, tender bite, I let it go inside my mouth and started chewing slowly.

My mind was too messed up to enjoy the food I was having. Rhys was silently eating his food.

With the thirty-fifth bite, I knew I was done with it. My stomach was filled with uneasiness at getting food inside it.

A small sound was made when I placed the spoon on the tray.

"I am done," I said in a small voice, and Rhys traveled his eyes to my food and then turned his head towards me.

"I don't like when someone speaks while eating, so keep your mouth shut and finish it." The coldness in his voice made me bewildered.

I stared at him while he looked unbothered, focusing on his food. He chewed each bite peacefully.

I wanted to say something, but it was like I became speechless. No words came out of my mouth, and what could I even say?

It was odd. Deciding to obey his command, I picked the spoon again and started eating silently, just like him. The sound of other people's chatter was there. The cafeteria was bustling, but our table was silent.

Rhys' one hand was placed on his lap diligently, while the other was moving up and down with each bite. His eyes did not move anywhere after that.

"Stop staring, butterfly, and eat quickly," he said, and I nodded, even after knowing that he couldn't see me. Ignoring the endurance of my stomach, I let it fill with food.

While my heart beat furiously, with so much confusion and fear. The feeling was weird, yet I knew they all would be questioned. By no one but Victor.

The break was complete, and I was now sitting at my desk, waiting for the professor to come when I saw him.

His steps were making sounds on the wooden stairs. My eyes were following his movements. He was near his desk, and I was about to remove my gaze from him when I saw him harshly pulling the backpack from down there and coming straight towards me.

No...

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