(8) Twisted

                                    

                                          
Anya sat down in the bench since it was P.E. Becky has a meeting and Damian was having a meeting with the teacher for ongoing events. She was bored as she was drinking water.
'Sighhh~ Becky isn't here and Damian has to go somewhere!' she sulked, it was boring without them, until...
"Hey, may I sit here?" Anya looked up and she was surprised, it was Danica. She smiled as she asked for consent if she may sit beside her. She looked like she was up to something...
"Y-yeah sure" Anya was sweating, she was wondering what she'd do.
'what an oblivious child. Pfft, she's a dumb head.'
"Thanks! I appreciate it." She smiled, although Anya knew behind that smile, it's a bitter type.
Anya was sweating as she was just sitting on the bench taking a break, although Danica kept glaring at her as if she's prey.
Anya knew what she was thinking and it was all sick thoughts. 
"Hey, you're name is anya right?" Danica asked in curious tone although it sounds cold.
"Y-Yeah, I am." Anya was worried as her heart paused a bit due to fear.
Danica grabbed Anya's wrist to pull her closer whispering.
"If you steal Lord Damian away from me, I'll make your life miserable." She whispered and glared at her with such hatred.
As she pulled away, she puts up her persona again. 
"Oh my gosh! Anya are you okay?! Your wrist is red and you're breathing heavily! Someone please take her to the clinic!" Danica put on a facade as she was twisted. Too twisted, she's a psychopath! She acted worried as if she wasn't at fault.
'how could Danica lie without flinching...' Anya's eye formed a tear as it hurt, she grabbed her wrist so hard that it left a mark, bleeding.
The students turned to look at them and was on a panick as it was out if the blue and unexpected. Luckily, Damian was there, just in time.
"I'll take her." Damian suggested as held her hand gently.
Damian dragged Anya carefully but as Anya glanced back to look at the students, she saw that Danica was smiling bitterly, wording... 
' don't get too close. ' she worded glancing at her, she was just too bitter.
As Damian saw Anya's expression when she was facing Danica, he knew what was happening. He knew this was because of her.
'tsk, that brat.' Damian cursed under his breath.
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They arrived as the clinic as the wrist was bleeding semi. Damian patched it up and looked at Anya while Anya was still worried if Danica might ruin her.
"Anya, she did this didn't she?" Damian glared at her as he was worried. He knew this would happen any time soon. But, why now? Why does it have to be Anya.
She knew Damian was worried, she patted his head and blushed trying reassure him.
"I'm fine Sy-on boy... No need to worry!" She gave a reassuring smile patting Damians head, Damian was blushing due to how pure she is... He couldn't believe someone like her can be hated... She's just too pure.
"Let's go Sy-on boy! Next class is starting."
She grabbed his wrist and dragged him to go to class.
Damian smiled at her as she was trying to cheer him up and distract him from how Danica is treating her. But it didn't work.
They both got to the classroom, as Danica wasn't there they were lucky or else Danica would maintain a cold gaze at Anya.
As Damian and Anya sat down, Becky was worried as she already knew when Damian told her about the situation, they had to protect Anya and to keep her away from Danica. Damians friends came as they knew what happened aswell, they overheard Becky. They were lucky only a small amount of people are in the classroom at this time.
As the rest if the students came, they got quiet and Anya go back to talking to Becky as usual. The teacher started teaching although Damian was distracted by his own thoughts...
'oh Anya...' he smiled a little and looked at Anya being distracted due to being sleepy
'if only...' he breathes as he coldly glared at Danica with boiling anger as he despise her.
'if only she didn't came here. She's just so... Fucking twisted.'