13. Volleyball match

Olivia

"Hey princess.'' Joel says and I roll my eyes at him.

Fuck him and that stupid nickname he gave me.

It's been three days that we made the bet, and nothing had happened. He still calls me that stupid nickname that I don't even know where it came from.

But I do kinda like it...

''No hey to me, princess? That breaks my heart.'' he says, and I roll my eyes facing him.

We are walking to the PE classroom.

And I'm stuck with him beside me.

''Stop calling me princess.'' I say annoyed.

"Why? You don't like it?" he asks, and I look at him blankly.

"No genius I don't.'' I say.

"That's your problem.'' he says and continues walking.

''You are so...''

"Handsome? Fantastic? Sexy? Smart?" he interrupts me.

"No. You're an idiot, selfish and a devil.'' I glare and he laughs.

"Calm down. You're always angry.'' he winks, and I glare harder.

"I'm always angry to you.''

"I feel special.'' he says putting a hand to his chest.

I fucking can't with this person.

I enter the PE classroom and all the students are here.

"Alright class.'' teacher Hawkins calls, ''Today we're going to play a volleyball game, girls vs boys.''  he says and we cheer.

So, me against Joel. Bring it on.

We take our positions on the game, I'm the front middle one, facing Joel in the other side.

He winks at me, and I smirk.

The teacher blows his whistle and the game starts.

I'm good at playing volleyball, but it seems like Joel is better than me.

Bloody hell, I can't fucking lose this game.

Joel catches all the balls I throw at him, never missing a single one.

I have seen him play basketball because he is a part of school's team and he's so God damn good at it! I never thought he would be good at volleyball too.

Suddenly a ball hits me in the head and I fall on the ground.

"Ouch.'' I groan.

Who the fuck threw that ball? It was too damn strong!

"Hey, are you okay?" I hear a voice asking me.

Who turned off the light?

"Princess?" I blink at the voice and Joel's face comes into view.

"Are you okay?" he asks, his voice filled with worry.

"Yeah, I'm okay.'' I say trying to get up.

He helps me get up while holding my waist.

"Are you sure you're, okay?" He asks holding me closer to him.

I look at his face unable to think.

Fucking hell, every time this man touches my waist my mind flies elsewhere.

"Uh...yeah I'm fine.'' I finally speak.

He looks at me then let's go of my waist.

My head is spinning.

"Sorry for that.'' he says.

It was him?

Well, that's why that freaking ball was in a full force, he tried to kill me.

"I didn't try to kill you. I threw the ball by mistake in the wrong way.'' he says rolling his eyes.

How the hell did he...

"Olivia, are you okay?" the teacher asks, and I nod.

"Do you think you can continue the game?" the teacher asks.

"Yeah, I can.'' I say.

"You shouldn't play. I threw the ball with too much force; you should go and check your head to the infirmary.'' Joel says.

"Oh, come on, it's nothing.'' I say, ''Let's keep going."

"But-"

"I said I'm fine.'' I interrupt him.

Why is he this much worried?

Joel shakes his head and takes his position.

I lost.

The fucking Cullen won.

Me, Olivia Meyer lost against the fucking Cullen.

"The boys team won. Well done boys!'' teacher says and Joel smirks at me.

I wish I could wipe that smirk off his face.

"Don't be sad girls, you'll win next time.'' the teacher comforts us, ''Okay, take a break until the bell rings.''

I grab a ball and start playing with it.

"Is your head okay?" Joel asks.

"Yeah, it's fine.'' I say playing with the ball.

He grabs the ball from me and starts twirling it in his finger.

For Ms. Strawberry's sake that's too hot.

"Once a loser, always a loser, you know?" he smirks and throws the ball at the ground.

"What did you say?" I ask.

Did he just call me a fucking loser?

"You heard me.'' he says.

"No, I didn't. Your level is too low compared to mine, so your voice can't reach me. Care to repeat it? Louder this time.'' I smile at him.

He narrows his eyes and grabs me by my waist and pushes me at the wall in the corner. Hiding us from the others.

''Wha...what are you doing?" I ask surprised.

''You need to stop that fucking attitude with me.'' he says.

''Why? Is your ego hurt?" I say smirking.

"Olivia.'' he warns.

"Joel.''  I smile.

How much I love making him angry.

His hand on my waist shifts lower, standing on my hips.

He tugs me forward, my body meeting his and I gulp.

"Don't come this near me and don't touch me like that.'' I say trying to push him away.

He pulls me even closer to himself, not caring about my warning.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want to you.'' he says.

What the fuck?

Does he think that I'm his fucking toy?

"Oh, really? And what makes you think so?" I ask.

He comes closer to my ear and pushes my hair away, my skin tingles from the contact.

''The bet.'' he whispers in my ear, and I frown.

"What about it?" I ask.

"I can do whatever I want to you except kissing you. That's what the bet says.'' he says and my face fells.

"No, it's not like that...I didn't agree to that.'' I swallow.

''What do you think the consequences are?" he says.

No.

No that's not it.

He wouldn't, would he?

"You did a terrible mistake making this bet with me, princess.'' he says touching my neck with his nose.

"Get the fuck away from me.'' I say and hit his chest.

He grabs both of my hands and slams them at the wall, in top of my head.

"It becomes worse if you fight it.'' he whispers.

"Fuck you.'' I say struggling to free my hands.

"Are you offering?" he asks with a wicked smile.

He's so freaking...ugh!

''This wasn't a part of the bet. Just the kiss.'' I say, ''You can't touch me.''

''Well, you shouldn't have agreed on it.'' he says, "Lose it and you'll be fine.''

Never.

I look at him with eyes full of hate.

"I fucking hate you.''

''Our feelings are mutual.'' he says.

I try to free my hands from his hold, and he tightens his grip on them.

It will leave a damn bruise.

"You're fucking hurting me.'' I say clenching my teeth.

His looks at me then at his hands and his face fells. Surprisingly he drops his hands and backs away from me.

Just like the last time.

When I tell him that he's hurting me, he immediately let's go.

I look at him and he starts laughing.

What the fuck?

"Are you scared of me?" he laughs, and I look at him in confusion.

Is he a fucking psychopath?

He comes closer to me and puts his forehead in mine.

"You should be.'' he says.

Okay that's it!

I'm done standing here like an owl.

I put my hands around his neck and play with the ends of his hair.

He looks at me in confusion and I smirk at him.

I put my hands in his shoulders and push him at the wall, where I was standing.

I put my arm in his neck, making sure he doesn't do something.

His eyes widen and I smirk.

"Well, it goes the same for me too, Cullen.'' I say leaning closer, '' I can do whatever the fuck I want to you too.''

And with that I left, leaving him shocked behind me.

I can't believe what the fuck I just said.

I can do whatever the fuck I want to him? I can't even walk near him!

I guess Joel Cullen showed his true colors.

Is he a fucking pervert? When he said he can do whatever he wants to me is it... No, Olivia don't think of it. He can't do that.

After all he's my enemy all he wants is to destroy me...

But he can't destroy me that way. No, he wouldn't do it.

He can't use me that way.

I try to convince myself that none of that of will happen, but I can't shake this feeling inside me.

I need to talk to Lucy.

Author's note.

Hello dear readers

Sorry for being this late on the update:( I had a lot of exams this week so I couldn't write anything.

Love you alwaysss❤️

G.T. Diola