Red Flags Chapter 21

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♥️🚩👫 (Badasses • Bad • Jerks) 🚩♥️

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“I wanna touch” she muttered, unconsciously biting her lip again, and that kind of rolled her back into her consciousness.

She blinked once, and her mouth widened.

Did she actually just think that?

Maybe she needs some kind of cleansing or something.

Is she starting to run crazy?

She’s not the type to find the opposite gender attractive.

All her friends have celebrity crushes and male models they always stalk their IG accounts, but she has none.

Since the case, males became tasteless, and they lost all colour. All she always sees is a shade of grey like a period film.

They lost her interest totally, but now she’s admiring Levi’s @ss??

And newsflash; she’s not even getting triggered? What the hell.

Staying in this same room is not right in the first place, so she quickly got her bag and rushed out of the room.

The hall is empty right now, looks like everyone settled in their rooms already.

The time is currently some minutes to eleven, so she’s sure a larger percent of the students will be asleep by now.

She stopped walking at the end of the hall when she saw the man in charge about to enter his room.

“Sir!” She hollered, and the bald man turned to her direction.

“Miss Carson? How may I help you?” He asked as she took long strides to him.

“I need another room. I can’t stay with Banks in the same room, I…

“Why? Isn’t he the safest guy in school?” The man cut her off, and she almost laughed at his face.

Of course, that’s what they all believe since they’re not the ones he barged into their house in the middle of the night to play hide and seek with. They’re not the ones he played fuçking Russian roulette with.

“Still, I’d like to…

“It’s already late, Miss Carson. Go to bed, we sort this out tomorrow ” the man cut her off, and before she could protest again, he already entered his room.

She stumped her foot on the ground frustratingly, then she saw a girl coming in her direction.

She has seen her with North a lotta times. Obviously she’s one of The Titans, her name is Juliet.

“Hey, you wanna swap room cards with me?” She offered.

“No” Juliet glared.

“Banks is in the same room” Emory said again, and then a guy appeared too.

He’s Romeo, Juliet’s boyfriend.

They’re quiet popular in campus, and rumours had it that they started dating only because their names match, not because they actually love each other.

He threw a nasty glare at Emory before taking Juliet away, and then it dawned on Emory.

This isn’t because they don’t want to, it’s because someone told them not to.

Banks.

She dragged her bag down the hall again, flinging the door open barge in.

“I’ll take it that it’s your habit to barge into every available room” his voice came, sounding bored.

He’s out of the bathroom already, and his boxers is already covering the lower part of his body.

He’s currently patching his chest wound, and for a minute straight, Emory couldn’t form a word.

From her spot, she could count like six moles on his visible body, and they’re so brutally beautiful, just like him.

His six packs stood balanced on his ripped chest, and his chiseled abs looks professionally sculptured.

His masculine veins rippled through his skin, especially the skin on his forearms, and two veins ran down his tummy, to his incredible v-line which led to his…

“Looks like you’d wanna take off my shorts by yourself this time” his voice woke her, and she jumped to see him in front of herself already.

When did he even get here?

She sucked in a breath before trying to speak…

“You intentionally made us roommates, and that’s why no one is ready to switch cards with me” she said, and he saw his brows do the dip.

“Who said could get another room different from this one?” His eyes darkened, and she scoffed before coming closer without realizing.

“If you’re plotting anything in that messed up head of yours, then stop right now Levi. I’m not in for your mind fuckery” she said, and he was already in her face in another minute.

He tried to step back, but the moment she turned, his strong arm draped on her chest from behind, bringing her back to himself.

Her backside slammed on the ridges of his body, and her breaths got caught when she felt his boner on her back.

Her chest almost bursted when he brought his hand to the side of her face, his eyes going a darker shade.

“What are you doing” she swallowed like a lamb, and he brought that hand to the shell of her ear, rubbing it teasingly and leaving hot chills in it’s wake.

Emory held her breath and tried to push him away, but who’s she kidding?

“Stop it, Levi” She swallowed, unable to stop herself from inhaling him in.

It’s too much.

He’s too much.

In fact, the whole room is filled with his scent… Cinnamon.

“I won’t play nice the next time you call me that name. You might wanna think it through” he warned in a predatory tone, and she bashed her lids twice.

He finally let go of her, and she threw her bag on the bed, fishing out three blouses and one cardigan, then four trousers and one joggers.

If she’s gonna spend the night here, she might as well be prepared.

He stood by the wall like a gecko, watching her like his prey.

She was glaring as she entered the bathroom where she started changing into the layer of clothes.

‘Gawd…I hate this guy’ she groaned inwardly.

*

Eeryone is tired, so there’s no chattings coming from the rooms except for one room that has it’s lights on.

Chadwick and North’s, and North’s moans and pants could be heard throughout the hall.

Definitely, she’s getting the banging of her life from Chadwick, pity.

Rain came out of her room to meet Isaac in the hall, and he automatically smiled when he sighted her.

“Hey, geek”

“Now you see me” she rolled eyes.

“What do you mean?” Isaac blinked.

“You were fooling with Hyce throughout the time we spent in the campus” she replied, sounding pathetic.

“No, Rain…

“Are you gonna leave me too? Are you gonna become gay and date him? I’m weak without you I can’t even digest food. My eating disorder is getting worse you ain’t even noticing anything” she cried silently, and Isaac quickly took her hands.

“It’s not like that and you know. I’m straight, and Hyce will never be in my list of choices. You’ve been my bestie for ages and I won’t change that” he said.

“Promise?” She rubbed his backhands.

“Of course” he smiled, wiping her tears.

“Do you like it with the girls?” He asked.

“Sure, they’re cool” she smiled back.

“I should go to sleep, we see tomorrow”

“Alright, goodnight” he made to peck her cheek, but she avoided it before leaving him.

She entered her room, and he sighed before leaving too.

A minute later, Nina came out, staring at her phone screen.

She got a text from her foster mother, it’s a picture of piled up plates and clothes waiting for her to wash them once she returns.

She sighed as she scrolled through the pictures, and she suddenly felt someone breathing at her neck

She twisted fast, and she was surprised to meet Hyce behind herself.

“What the fûck, Hyce!” She held her chest.

“You should sign up for the metropolitan area police when we return to Terraverde, Sherlock Holmes” he joked, and she grinned.

“Because your parents are cops?”

Hyce’s mother and father are both police generals, even his senior brother is a lawyer.

It’s like it’s in the family blood, but Hyce is the only one who deviated to business line cos chasing criminals around ain’t just his thing.

“Maybe, I can get you a good spot in my parents office” he winked, and Nina had a good laugh.

“I plan to have fun after graduation, not chasing criminals around”

“Then we’re on the same side. Jesus, I hate anything related to criminals” Hyce made disgusting faces.

“Cos you’re one yourself?” Nina replied.

“Touché” Hyce said, and she giggled as he got a stash of weed out of his pocket.

He rolled one, lightened it and was about to start smoking when she took it from him and had a zap.

“Fûck, barbie. You smoke?” Hyce’s eyes dazzled with mischief.

“I learnt the habit from Emz. buenas noches (Goodnight)” she replied, walking away.

“See ya around, smoke buddy!” He shouted after her, and she chuckled before entering her room.

Hyce gave up on smoking then marched to his room too.

He’s rooming with Conrad who’s still up, trying to find the owner of the Vans like Levi requested.

Hyce slid behind him and peeked at the laptop.

“Still no trace of the owner?” He asked.

“Yup. There’s no brand that sells that size in this country, even the whole globe” Conrad replied, halting his fingers on the laptop buttons.

“What do you mean? What size is the Vans?” Hyce frowned.

“60” Conrad faced him.

“What the hell is 60? Is that even a human?” Hyce scoffed.

“Apparently, whoever we’re dealing with is not playing. He built the Vans by himself to confuse us, a genius” Conrad replied, stretching himself.

“That’s…a no-brainer” Hyce replied.

“Is Banks really spending the night in the same room with Emory? He has no plans, does he?” Hyce said suspiciously.

“Are you scared for her?” Conrad tilted his head.

“You and Banks have the same level of madness in your systems” Hyce hissed.

“Nah, Banks is on top” Conrad laughed, clicking on a porn site.

TO Be Continued