Chapter 21: Terrified

Victoria's POV

I was still shaking until I reached my room, and I couldn't believe that my plan to swim turned into a disaster. I hated myself for why I kissed Oliver back hungrily, and now he knew that I liked him, and I felt so angry to myself that I gave him enough reason to humiliate me.

I will make sure he will pay for what he has done to me. Why does it feel so wonderful to be in his arms? And it felt so natural when he kissed me, and I couldn't be wrong that he liked kissing me too, but the looked on his face told me everything that I needed to do; he doesn't like me at all.

I was lying on my bed when I heard a knocking on my door, and I felt too lazy to get up. Still, I shouted whoever was outside my door to come inside my room, and I am sure it was only Celia; I was still wearing my red two-piece swimwear since I felt too tired to put on anything because I am still controlling my anger, and I hate that I couldn't stop thinking about his laughter mocking me.

I could hear the opening and closing of my door, and I was listening to Celia's footsteps, but I hadn't heard her take a step. I wondered what was going on, and when I turned around, I was horrified to see Oliver standing behind my door, and he was looking at my body. I was so angry with him, but when I found him gazing at my legs while his mouth was hanging open, I smiled mischievously.

"We are now even, Prize, I think you are dying to kiss me again by the way you look at me, and you can't deny it to yourself you wanted me like all the boys in school, and I don't think you will kiss a stranger if you don't feel something stronger. But news flash, you will never have the chance to kiss me ever again unless you beg me." I said, and he smirked at me, and I could tell he was swallowing his saliva before he spoke.

"Ha! You've got it wrong, Victoria, you think I appreciated your body? Don't be too full of yourself; I don't need to tell you what is on my mind, but it will never happen that I will beg you for a kiss. I don't like someone self-centered like you, and there is no way I will like you, Victoria." He said with bitterness on his words.

And I couldn't deny he got me because I could feel the piercing of my heart since this was the first time a boy had rejected me. I never begged anyone, but they usually expressed their feelings through bouquets and gifts, and Oliver has done nothing so far but insult me.

"What are you doing here in my room?" I asked angrily.

"I just wanted to tell you that dinner is ready." He said, and I grimaced at him.

"I don't even want to eat with you since I will only lose my appetite; Oliver, please, get out," I yelled at him because I couldn't believe he called me self-centered, and he raised his two hands before he got out from my room without saying goodbye.

When I looked at the calendar on my wall, I realized it was full moon again, and even if I hated my mom for insisting that I should have a calendar in my room, I felt glad because every full moon, I felt like I was a different person. I don't know why, but it became weirder now that my birthday was fast approaching, and I smiled as I realized I would become an adult next month, and I was so excited about my eighteenth birthday.

I have already seen the sample of the invitation cards and my giveaways, and this weekend I will go to my favorite dress shop for a fitting. And I became excited for this big event in my life. Being eighteen means something to me.

I could finally have the freedom to drive my car, and my parents would allow me to travel to another country alone. Those things make me feel so excited; that I wanted to pull the time, but it feels like an eternity waiting for my birthday.

I took a shower since I felt so hot, and this is one of the things I experienced every full moon, and my ears became sensitive since they became sharper. Sometimes I felt worried that I had some illness, and I wanted my mom to be with me, but I wondered why she always traveled with my dad. And sometimes I wonder if I am their daughter; maybe I was adopted, that is why they don't care if they are always away from me.

Well, my mom asked me to come with them, but I didn't want to enroll in online classes since I tried to interact with other people, and I love the attention my classmates are giving me, and that is why I said no, maybe it was my fault too, but they should have insisted so that I will come with them. But I am so used now that they seldom come home.

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After taking a bath, I smiled when I saw a tray with plates filled with food on my table, and I should say my thanks to Celia later. I put on sweat pants and a sleeveless tank top, and just on time, I heard my stomach grumble, and I realized I must be famished. I am still pissed with Oliver that I was eating my food so fast, and after consuming all the food, on my tray, I was shocked that I was able to eat all the food she put on the tray.

And this is one of the weird signs I had during the full moon, and I will always feel hungry even if I have eaten already, and thank God Celia prepared so much food for me. I stood up to bring the tray to the kitchen. I darted a glance at Oliver's room before striding towards the grand staircase.

"You could have texted me when you were done eating, Victoria, and I will dish out the utensils." She said.

"It is okay, Celia; thank you for putting so much food on the plates. I am so full now, and I think I will not get hungry later, and by the way, I enjoyed my meal; it was delicious." I said, and she looked at me and smiled.

"It wasn't me who prepared your meal, my dear; it was Oliver. He volunteered on cooking those menus." She said, and I was stunned.

I couldn't believe he knew all my favorite food, and worst I found it is so tasty that I didn't have any leftovers, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling so guilty. As I was on my way back into my room, I dropped by at Oliver's room, and even if I am still angry with him, I know when to be grateful, and I wanted to remind him that I am not self-centered as he claimed.

I was knocking on his door, but no answer, and I turned around and walked back to my bedroom. I couldn't stop myself from feeling so frustrated that he went out again. I hated the idea that he would be spending the night with Keisha again like what he did from the previous night.

I changed into my nightgown, and I lay on my bed with a heavy heart, and I wanted to tell Oliver in the swimming pool that he was right I was falling for him even if he kept hurting my feelings, but there was no way I will allow him to mock me again.

The words he said were so painful because he was the only boy I liked in my entire life. How I wish I felt this way towards Tim so I can have him as my boyfriend, and I don't need to worry about anything, but I wonder why it has to be Oliver Prize; he doesn't know he is the self-centered one.

I hated everything about him, yet as of this moment, I was touching my lips as I relived the hot kiss we shared in the swimming pool. I can still feel his lingering kisses on my mouth, and I hate to admit I wanted more of his kiss, and I can tell I am addicted to his lips, and I know I am crazy for liking him even if he showed it on my face that he will never like me.

It was almost midnight, and I could feel that I was sweating even if the A/C unit was functioning well, and I got up from my bed, and I opened the door towards my balcony, and I smiled as I felt the chilly breeze brushed on my skin, and I was only wearing my nightgown made of thin material, and I don't wear any underwear since I felt so hot, and now that I am outside and I could feel the fresh cold air, I felt better.

My eyes widened when I saw Oliver maneuvering his big bike on our driveway. I scowled as I realized he spent most of his time with Keisha instead of having a review with me for our mathematics competition, but I knew he was brilliant, and he didn't need to study, and I could tell I was hurt because I felt so jealous.

I know I am not a loser, and there is one way to make Oliver Prize win our game. All I need is to use my charm, maybe if I will show him my soft side, he will change his point of view about me, and maybe Lana was right; after all, his ego was touched when I approached him with anger on his first day of class in Zenith Academy, and perhaps he felt humiliated that time.

I got up from my bed and put on my robe over my nightdress. I got out of my room, and I tried to knock on Oliver's door, but no answer, and I didn't think he would mind since he had just got back, and when I turned the doorknob, I smiled as I realized he didn't lock his door.

When I got inside his room, my eyes widened in shock, and I had never been so terrified in my entire life.. My scream died on my throat as I looked at the big grey wolf on Oliver's bed, and my whole body was shaking, and I felt too weak to run for I was so afraid the beast would attack me, and the last thing I remember the big wolf leaped from the bed towards me before my entire world turned so dark.

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