Tainted novel Chapter 3

"H-here? Alaric-"

"Shhh don't you love me?" he sucked a spot on her neck.

" I-Yes"

"Then trust me."

Manipulation

She did and nothing but a fool was she because only a fool could love him like she did.....blindly.

His fingers traced her breast through the cloth, rolling his fingers upon her nub. He discarded her top completely, letting it fall on the dirt beneath.

Just like she fell from her grace.

"Alaric" she moaned as he took off her bra, his mouth opening to mark the soft swells, tongue swirling around the soft nipple.

His hands groped her ass greedily as his mouth marked her skin red from hickeys and bruises.

"ALARIC!" A voice growled angrily from the doorway making the couple break away in haste. Alaric moved away from Karma as the sixteen year girl tried covering her modesty with her dainty arms.

The girl standing near the doorway glared at both of them. Her eyes filled with absolute disgust but malice was something she was untouched from.

"You, ugly little creature come here." Karma trembled as her body remain rooted in the spot seemingly frozen will the call of the beautiful lioness as she motioned her glaring furiously.

"Atlanta-"

"Alaric I am giving you a choice, stay with her and I will report your activities or leave peacefully and I won't bother you."

Tears gathered in Karma's eyes in panic as Alaric stepped towards her.

"Sweetheart, I have to go."

"A-alaric but" she hiccuped tears streaming down her face unable to comprehend her horror.

"Please" she sobbed her voice almost gone.

"Shhh....remember I am doing this for you." Karma begged him through her crystal ocean eyes to not leave her like that...not so broken and half naked...not when she couldn't raise her head high with the overwhelming feeling of shame, not when she wanted to die but the echoing footsteps in the opposite direction told that he already left.

"Get dressed." The melodious voice of Atlanta drew her in just like Violet...soothing but something brewed in there.... absolute rage and underlying conspiracy. Karma hurried her hands and did the given task in seconds, her hands shaking with fear.

"I will make sure, you don't step a foot inside this school again. I won't let you return.

******

Strong gusts of chilling air swirled around the metal bench she was seated on.

Alone

Isolated

Ashamed

The blue paint of the bench faded into almost off white with a thin layer of moss covering its side armsets, sparkling dew drops floating in air collecting around it.

Karma was suspended for a week taking notice of 'no bullying' policy of school. Rumors speared like forest fire of how 'vicious' the electric blue eyed girl could be.

Geralt believed that Karma was framed and asked her not only once but countless times to say the truth but the petite girl didn't budged knowing if Atlanta told everyone about her escapades, Gerald would be beyond furious.

She felt like a whore.

Karma refused to go home rather running away to the nearby park. Her small feet carrying her as far as she could go.