Chapter 50: Chapter 50

"What the fuck are you all doing?!" A voice thundered that it made my heart beat fast, not out of fear but with a feeling that is hard to decipher.

My sight was a little blurry now. But when I took a peak, it was Butch looking pissed more than ever. I am not used to that expression of his... it doesn't seem like him.

The students stopped in fear after seeing Butch as they rushed to leave the place.

I wonder why Butch is here of all people, it could have been someone else who had seen me being bullied but why is it to be Butch?

I sighed, I have no other choice, it was him who showed up but I was not expecting a savior, I was only expecting for those bullies.

I looked at Butch who are now wearing a worried face as he walked towards me. Goodness, just the sight of him makes me feel at ease yet a little tense as my heart keeps beating fast while feeling the butterflies in my stomach.

I tried to stand up on my own, not wanting for him to help me. Although I feel a little bit dizzy, I still manage to stand with my own feet.

When Butch got closer to me, he placed his hand on my chin, looking intently at my forehead. He looks mad for some reason, this is not his usual expression and I feel a bit awkward.

I wonder if he's mad at me for being this weak. I just don't want to fight back or the people would just think of me worse than they do.

To my surprise, he gripped into my wrist and I found myself being dragged out of the place. I bit my lip as I allowed him to pull me, I just felt comforted and safe with him being here. Even though my heart is insanely beating, and I could even hear it.

To be honest, Butch had an unexplainable effect on me but I was confused why is he acting like this when in the first place, we are not even close. Maybe because I am Maive's friend? Wait, are they even too close for Butch to help me?

Where is he dragging me anyway? I wanted to ask him but even with my talkative attitude, with him, I feel useless... I couldn't even open my mouth to speak.

Soon enough, I found myself in a room inside a university. He closed the door and instead of fear, I was shocked to see what's inside. This is a big room with some of his pictures hanging on the wall.

Truly the university is quite surprising, it was so big that I don't even know all the rooms and offices here. So this room is surely his office.

Butch guided me to sit in his swivel chair, I opened my mouth to protest but the seriousness in his face was too intense for me to do so. I obeyed him as my eyes kept wandering around. But I put a pressure on my forehead, trying to stop the bleeding from it. I just don't want to shed a blood in his office, it felt so illegal seeing how clean it is.

"Wait for a moment," He said and his voice didn't hold amusement like it always has but it was full of authority and a bit of anger.

He went to the corner of the room and I could only watch him, not sure what to do. I am not even sure if I am really supposed to be here. Soon enough, he was already in front of me.

He bent his body a bit as he placed his hands on both arms of his swivel chair, cornering me in between his arms. Damn this heart of mine, it seemed like it was on a rocketship! Now, I could smell his scent that is getting stronger every moment. How could he have this alluring lemon flavor scent? It is too addicting.

Wait- is he..? No, impossible. It couldn't be Butch.

I was surprised when Butch held my wrist as he removed it from my forehead. Everything happened in slow motion, and I could feel tingles in his touch. I didn't feel it earlier but everything he does now was too overwhelming.

I couldn't help but think why is this happening to me, is it because I have become his fan for a long time? Or maybe because... he is my... impossible. That's absolutely impossible.

I am just a hybrid, half-vampire and half-werewolf. I couldn't have a mate, there's no possibility that I could have one. So how could it be one of the strongest Alphas? I might just be imagining things.

"Don't you fucking know how to defend yourself?" I was out of thought when Butch suddenly asked in anger.

I pouted, wondering why he is so mad when he is not like this to everyone, well except me now. Why would he be frustrated over a person like me? It was probably because he couldn't stand injustice. Maybe.

He did not wait for my response as he reached out for a first aid kit. He then searched for a soft towel without breaking his stare towards me. After that, he started to damp the towel on my wound, trying to clean up the blood that had dripped from it.

"I-I'll do it..." I softly said as I tried to reach out for the towel he was holding.

"Don't fucking move, Gabriella." His voice seemed cold that it made me flinch, now, I am not sure if I'm truly with Butch or this is someone else, disguising as Butch.

I sighed, biting my lip and did as he said, afraid that he'd get more upset.

He also dampened the towel on my hand that was also full of blood because I used it to stop the wound. The blood was exaggeratedly dripping earlier, especially that it was near my brows.

With everything he does, my eyes didn't leave him, I stared at his face... the way he moved, the way he bit his lip... the way he stared at my wounded forehead... all of it is turning me crazy every moment.

Soon enough, he reached for an ointment or whatever it was that he applied on my wound. I hissed a little bit when I felt a sting from it. He then stared at me before applying it once again, but it was more gentle this time.

He couldn't be this kind... not with a fragile heart like mine. Despite that I was so jolly, talkative and a bit naughty... deep inside I'm just a weak bullied girl who used to act strong.

He placed a gauze after treating my wound. Once done, he stared at me as he cornered me once again in his swivel chair.

"T-thank you..." Felt a little disoriented from his intense stare, especially from how close he is.

My heart just wouldn't stop beating fast and I even felt like I caught my breath.

He licked his lip before standing as he leaned on his table in front of me with his arms crossed. Isn't he aware of how cool and handsome he is everytime he does that? Even though he looks mad, he is still gorgeously handsome.

"You better learn to protect yourself... unless you want me to be by your side always," he stated. I couldn't help but watch his chest go up and down whenever he's speaking.

Wait, what did he just say? Stay by my side always? Agh, there must be something wrong with my hearing lately.

"W-Why did you help me?" I asked instead. I truly wanted to ask why he was acting this way, he's like someone else right now, not the Butch I used to know.

He clears his throat as he directly looks straight into my eyes, "You are smart, Gabriella. You know damn well what this is all about."

I had something in my mind... but it was Butch and it's one of the most impossible thing.