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Scary Psycho Bad Boy

Scary Psycho Bad Boy

Renan Gedorio

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"P-please d-don't," I said to him fearfully. "Uh huh, let me enjoy tonight, baby," he whispered in my ear. Tears streamed down my face as my body trembled from his presence. I never wanted to wear this to our prom. I didn't choose this. I should have refused back then so none of this would have happened. I knew he'd be angry seeing me in this outfit, but we ran out of time, so I couldn't argue anymore. "Please, Kairus, d-don't, s-stop, please," I begged him. "Shhh, don't test my patience, baby. You know what I can do, right?" he grinned. "N-no, p-please," I cried. "The more you beg, the more I want you," he smirked. He's Kairus Jei Styles, the son of the owner of my school, and he's the bad boy everyone fears. He has friends who are also feared at Styles University. He's the man who raped me and turned my four years in their school into a living hell. I'm Allysiah Quin De Villa, and I was 17 years old when Kairus took control of my life. He was 20 at the time, and I later discovered that he was a terrifying psycho bad boy.

Chapter 1 the province

Chapter 1

ALLYSIAH'S POV

Good morning, I'm Allysiah Quin De Villa, 17 years old this year. I grew up in the province of La Union, in the municipality of Rosario. I was raised in hardship because my parents are farmers.

To lift them out of poverty, I focused on my studies because that's the only way I can repay them.

This year, I'm heading to college. It may seem odd at my age, but I started school early, so at 17, I'm already going to college.

Since the course I want isn't available in our province, I decided to study in the city.

To lessen the financial burden on my parents, I took an entrance exam for a scholarship at Styles University. Fortunately, I passed.

However, I haven't told my parents yet because I wanted to be sure I passed the scholarship exam first.

When my parents arrived home from the farm, I greeted them immediately and took their hand for a blessing.

"Mano po, Tay. Mano po, Nay," I said.

"Is your sister home yet?" my mom asked.

"She's staying at her classmate's house tonight to work on a project," I answered.

"I see," my mom replied.

After that, they went inside, and I prepared our dinner since it was already getting dark when they arrived.

"Nay, Tay, let's eat," I called out.

Since I'm the one left at home, I handle the cleaning and cooking.

Once they sat down, we started eating. While we were eating, I brought up the topic of my plans to study in the city.

"Nay, Tay, I have something to tell you," I said.

"What is it?" my mom asked.

"Well, you know that I've been planning to study in the city for college, right?" I started.

They both looked at each other.

"Yes," my mom said.

"Well, I passed a scholarship at a university there, so I don't want to miss the opportunity," I explained.

"Really, dear? You passed?" my dad asked.

"Yes, I did," I said.

"That's wonderful, you're really smart!" my dad exclaimed.

"I'm happy too, dear, but are you sure about this?" my mom asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," I replied.

"But you know there are many crimes in the city, right? It's not that I don't want you to go, but I'm worried, especially since you'll be on your own," my mom said.

"Nay, Tay, I'll be fine. The university has dorms, and it's safe there. The dorm and meals are free, and the school has strict rules, so it's safe," I reassured them.

When I passed, I researched the school, and I'm confident that I'll be safe there since everything is free for scholars.

They only accept three scholars per year, and the treatment in the dorms is equal-whether you're rich or poor, everyone gets the same amenities.

"That's good to hear," my dad said.

"I feel more at ease now after hearing that," my mom added.

"Alright then, let's eat," I said.

We continued eating until we were done. I washed the dishes since my parents were tired and needed to bathe. I didn't have anything else to do, so I took care of it.

I have a younger sister who wanted to help me, but I didn't let her since her classmate had called earlier, and they were working on a project.

The next day, I woke up early to prepare breakfast since my parents had to leave again.

After cooking, I set the food on the table and made myself some coffee. I stepped outside to enjoy the view of the sunrise.

A few minutes later, I went back inside just as my parents woke up. We sat down and ate breakfast together.

Afterward, my parents prepared to leave for the farm, and once again, I was left alone at home.

While passing the time under the shade of the mango tree, I suddenly got a phone call. When I checked, it was from an unknown number, but I answered it anyway.

"Hello," I said.

"Hello, ma'am, good morning. Is this Allysiah Quin De Villa?" the person on the other line asked.

"Yes, it's me. May I ask what this is about?" I replied.

"I just wanted to inform you that classes at Styles University will begin in three weeks, and you should be at the school dorm before the semester starts. Any questions, ma'am?" the person asked.

"Where can I ask for help once I arrive? It's my first time entering Styles University," I said.

"You can ask the campus guard, and they can assist you. It's part of their job to help new students," the person explained.

"Alright, thank you, ma'am," I said.

"Okay, bye," she said.

I hung up and thought to myself, "Only three weeks left before classes start."

I should probably inform my parents so they know that I'll be leaving earlier than expected.

In the afternoon, I busied myself with house chores, and when it got dark, my sister and parents came home.

As usual, I greeted them and served dinner on the table so we could eat.

"Nay, Tay, it's only three weeks until classes start," I said.

"When are you leaving?" my mom asked.

"Probably Friday, before the three weeks are up," I answered.

"I see, we'll try to give you some money," my dad said.

"Ate, you're not studying here?" my sister Allyson asked.

"No," I replied.

"Hmmm," she simply said.

"Don't worry, I'll call you," I assured her.

"Still," Allyson pouted.

"It's necessary, you know? It would be a waste if I didn't take the scholarship," I explained.

She's only 11 years old, so it's understandable that she'd feel sad since we're quite close.

When we finished eating, Allyson offered to do the dishes. She helps me with house chores because our parents leave early and come home late.

Even though I'll be leaving, there will still be someone to help my parents. It's sad, but I know I can do it.

This is all for my family's future, so nothing will be too hard for me. Haha. Since she's washing the dishes, I decided to step outside and get some fresh air. My parents were already resting.

After a few minutes, Allyson came out and sat with me.

"Ate, are you really sure about this?" she asked.

"Yes, I am," I replied.

"But Ate, you might get bullied there, especially since you're a nerd," she said.

"You've been reading too much Wattpad, Allyson," I chuckled.

"Ate, come on. Bullying is common in the city," she insisted.

"Don't worry, I can take care of myself," I said.

"Hmmm, just don't let anyone push you around, okay? Even if you're a nerd, you're still pretty. It's just those glasses that make you look nerdy," she said.

"Of course. We're beautiful, so we shouldn't let anyone treat us badly," I said with a smile.

I hugged her, and we decided to go to bed since it was already late.

Many weeks have passed, and today is the day I leave our province. I'm currently at the bus station heading to Tarlac, where I will catch another bus to Manila.

My parents came with me, and I already feel sad. But my sibling is still there, and I spoke to them last night.

While waiting for my bus, I said my goodbyes and hugged them tightly.

When the bus arrived, I got on and didn't look back because I knew it would only make me miss them more.

As the bus started moving, tears welled up in my eyes, and I quickly wiped them away before sitting properly.

After a few hours, we arrived in Tarlac. I searched for the terminal to catch the bus to Manila.

Once I found it, I boarded the bus and updated my parents. Then, I decided to take a nap.

After a few more hours, I finally arrived in Manila. I asked around for directions to Styles University since that's where my dorm is. The person who called me earlier said I should head straight there. After getting the directions I needed, I took a jeepney.

In just a few minutes, I arrived at the school where I'll be studying. Once I got off the jeepney, I approached the guard.

"Excuse me, sir, I'm new here. Can you tell me where the dorm is?" I asked.

"Let me show you, ma'am," the guard replied.

"Thank you," I said.

We started walking, and I followed him. As we walked, I glanced around the school and thought to myself, it really is beautiful here.

"We're here, ma'am. Just approach that lady over there, and she'll give you the key to your dorm," the guard said.

"Okay, thank you very much," I replied gratefully.

I walked over to the lady and introduced myself as a new student.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Allysiah Quin De Villa," I answered.

"Just a moment," she said.

After waiting for a few minutes, she finally handed me the key.

"You're in dorm number 20. Here's your key," she said.

"Thank you," I said.

"When you open your dorm, you'll see the dorm rules posted inside, along with your schedule. As for your uniform, it might arrive next week," she explained.

"Alright, thanks again," I said.

I then headed off to find my dorm. When I reached the second floor, I found it, unlocked the door, and went inside.

I was eager to rest, so I organized my belongings. I figured I'd read the dorm rules later.

Since I was alone, I called my parents to let them know I had arrived.

"Hello, Allysiah," my mom answered.

"Hi, Mom. I've arrived at my dorm," I said.

"That's good to hear. Have you eaten yet?" she asked.

"Yes, I have," I replied.

"Good. Alright, get some rest now," she said.

"Okay, bye," I said.

I ended the call. I had already finished organizing since I didn't bring much.

After changing clothes, I decided to lie down and take a nap.

To Be Continued...

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