Chapter 5 You are crazy

preparing for you. - Are you crazy? I take a step towards her, at this moment I see four more girls standing.

behind her. - We had to come with more people! Why? He thought he wouldn't be able to handle it. - I smile at her. - You like to tease, don't you? - You have no idea. - My voice is loud. She turns her back on me and leaves. I took a deep breath, taking a step towards the mirror. My hair is a mess, my clothes are soaked and the only thing that's a little dry is my skirt. I try to fx what I can, but it doesn't look very good. I go to the living room, knock on the door and hear a voice telling me to come in. I walked in and everyone stared at me with heir mouths open. The teacher approaches and stands in front of me. - What happened to you? Chapter 05 At.

this moment I observe everyone in the room. Vitória is looking worried, Aaron's group hides their smile, he, for some reason, becomes serious. For a moment I see his eyebrow raised and if I didn't know better, I could.

swear he doesn't understand what happened to me. I think about whether I should take this to the board, yes I could, but something inside me begs me not to do it. I look at Sofa with a satisfed face. She doesn't lose by waiting. - An accident in the bathroom, professor. I don't know if the teacher understood what I said, he

raises an eyebrow and continues looking at me. - He is sure? I give him a small smile. - Yes, I do, professor.

but I can't stay the rest of the time. Can I leave? - Clear. Are you by car? - No. - There's no way you can go home like this. He stopped for a while as if thinking of a solution, I went towards my desk and picked up my things. My hands are shaking from the cold. - Someone needs to take you. He talks loudly, but no one offers,

I'm sure it's out of fear. When I open my mouth to say that I will fnd a way, the teacher speaks frst. - You have a car, Aaron. Can you take her home? The damn thing smiles. - Yes, I am, professor, but I'm sure she won't want a ride from me. I stand there looking at that idiot, for a moment I think about telling him to fuck off,

but my gaze goes towards Sofa, she looks at him as if she is afraid, or dare I say, afraid. I smile faker than his when I say, "I'd love your ride." I put on a mask of calm, as if I really enjoyed being with him. This one, by the

way, watches me, raising an eyebrow at me. But he gets up, puts a hand in his front pants pocket and stops in front of me, I still have a ridiculous smile on my face. - Excellent. - The teacher smiles. - I will be calmer. And

with that we left, neither of us said anything until he stopped in front of a blood red car. He comes in, I go to the back door and when I go to open the door I hear his voice. - I'm not your driver, so try to sit in the front.

His voice sounds more like a growl. I close my hands into fsts, with pure hatred, but I open the door and sit in front. I don't say anything, I put on my seat belt. He starts the car and we start moving. I rub my hands.

together, trying to warm them up. Even though I try to control myself, they shake. Aaron doesn't say anything.

but presses a button on the car's dashboard and I feel a rush of warm air food the interior of the vehicle. I breathe deeply, feeling warmer. As we enter the main avenue, there are almost no cars. - Why did you decide to accept the ride? He asks without taking his eyes off the track. At this moment, I look at his arm. His hand

grips the steering wheel of the car tightly, his dress blouse is folded up to his forearm. Several tattoos are on display, I had already seen them from a glance, but not this close up. I look up and see him looking at me and then turning forward again. I cough, clearing my throat before speaking: - Nothing fairer, don't you think?

After all, it was his girlfriend who did it. He smiled. - First, I have nothing to do with this, do you really think.

that if I did something to you it would be with a bucket of water? - He shakes his head indignantly. - Second.

not that it's any of your business, but she's not my girlfriend, I'm too pretty to be with just one woman. - I roll my eyes. - And third, what they did to you, I thought was little. I stare at him, I want to punch him in the face again. - This just proves what you're capable of, if you think that's nothing. He smiled. - I already warned you,

Ella - he says my name slowly. - Leave school and everything will be resolved. - After all, what is the reason.

you want me to leave? - Don't act like an idiot, you know why. He looks at me. - The only idiot in here is you.

childish. At this moment, he accelerates the car with all his might. I think I'm going to die and my heart races. I

hold onto the dashboard of the car as if this gesture could make it stop, my eyes water when I hear the tires braking. Then I see smoke through the car window. The smell of burning rubber is unbearable. I can't look at

Aaron, I try to stop my hands from shaking, and even though I try to control myself, I feel tears forming in my eyes. I turn to him and his expression is calm and serene, nothing showing that he had almost killed us, so I

feel a chill down my spine of pure alertness. - You are crazy. My voice is low. - You did not see anything. I take a deep breath, and I feel something warm running down my face. As much as I don't want to, I'm crying. Hell!

I'm crying in front of this idiot. My hands are shaking so much. I move my hand closer to the doorknob so I can leave, because I don't want to be in the same space with this crazy person, at that moment I hear a click.

and I turn to him. The bastard locked the doors! This realization makes me more alert than ever. - You've

gone crazy! Let me out now! He unlocks the belt. My eyes burn nonstop, I hold on to the leather seat of the car, squeezing it. He approaches, inches from my face, but I don't see anger there. He's calm when he says,

"Don't call me childish. - He takes a deep breath. - I will take you home safe and sound, after all, didn't you insist on me doing this? I don't respond, I'm trying to control myself, but my blood starts to boil with anger, and

I look at him in the same way he was doing. - You are. Crazy ― when I say it to his face, each word comes out

slowly. - Let me out. Now! He smiles close to my face. - No. I hold your blouse, trying to make you move away from me. But when I touched him he didn't move a single millimeter. - Get away from me, Aaron. "You

know, Ella, you're a pretty girl. - I raise an eyebrow looking at him. Aaron clicks his tongue before continuing.

- But it's so boring, dull, that that makes it, let's say, ugly. He smiles and moves away from me. He starts the

car again. - And you can rest assured, I will .