Leigh propped her hands on the bed and leaned back so as not to give too much pressure on her injured foot. Then, she scooted near the headrest. She wanted to lie down for a while. It was this time that the door to Rocky’s room opened, disrupting her from the motion of laying down. She watched Rocky run toward his bathroom. When he emerged he was holding a clear zip-lock pouch full of ice and a towel. He sat on the bed near her feet and very gently raised the injured one, wrapping a towel underneath before putting the ziplock pouch on the reddened sole. “It’s for the swelling.” Leigh nodded and let him apply the iced package to her foot. She felt instant relief and sighed. “You have to put on the ice every two to three hours to alleviate the pain.” He told her when he saw her nodding her head off. She could not help it. His tender ministrations and the silence around them make her sleepy. It was a relief from their usual bickering. After almost fifteen minutes, Rock
“Please stop the car,” Leigh asked Rocky, but to her annoyance, he ignored her and continued driving towards school. “Rocky, please I need to get out of the car.” “Why? The school is still far away.” Rocky turned his head sideways to glance at her briefly before returning his gaze back to the road. Annoyed, Leigh crossed her arms over her chest and mumbled. “I can’t be seen in your car.” She admitted. She did not want to say it, but knowing Rocky, he would ignore her unless he knew the hows and the whys.“Why” Are you afraid to be seen with me?” Rocky looked shocked. Leigh smirked. Of course, everybody wanted to be seen with him. Being with Rocky meant instant celebrity status in school. But she was not just anybody. She was Leigh Michaels who wanted to keep a low profile in school, not like Rocky. Maybe, it is also the attitude. Rocky has a don’t care vibe attached to his face that makes people especially girls do anything for him.Rocky shook his head no. “It’s cold.
The blaring sound of her phone’s alarm woke Leigh up. Groggily, she checked the time before swinging her feet on the side of the bed to the floor where her slippers were waiting. She slipped on the furry house slippers, stood up, and yawned. “Good morning, Leigh!” Sam greeted her. She opened her eyes, sniffing the air around them. It smells like coffee. “Where did you get those?” She asked when Sam handed her a cup of their favorite Arabica blend, not sure when she managed to sneak out first thing to get those. “Oh I didn’t get these. Someone sent it.”Surprised, she took a whiff of her coffee before she turned her head back to Sam to ask, “Who?” Sam shook her head. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s Rocky?” A look of disbelief crossed over Leigh’s face. “Rocky would never know my favorite blend nor would he make an extra effort to sneak in here to give us this.” She was trying to act logical because that is how she knew him. “But what if it does come from him? I think he alr
Leigh stiffened at the mischievous glint she caught in Rocky’s eyes when they met hers. Then, she watched in horror when he started walking in her direction. Leigh felt like a mouse caught in a trap. She did not know whether to jump up from her seat and leave the cafeteria or stay and let Rocky approach her. She braced for the worse, mentally preparing herself for a word match with him, but to her dismay, it did not happen. When Rocky pushed himself to his full height and started walking, Leigh was sure that he would approach her. He was looking at her, but when the distance between them closed, she felt his eyes pass through her. She remained frozen in her seat, waiting for Rocky’s slowmo approach, expecting him to stop by her table with Adam Fowler. Then, to her consternation, he brushed past her when he reached her side and continued walking until he stopped at the center of the cafeteria where his usual table was located, ignoring her and the others who gawked at him
“How dare he?” Leigh was fuming mad.She was pacing the length of their room while Sam watched her rant. “What right does he have to ask me about Adam Fowler when I never asked him, not even once about Regina Clark?” Her hands balled into fists. “That arrogant, conceited j*rk! He was so full of himself! What does he think? That he could get away romancing other girls while I remain chaste all through our engagement?” She was babbling. The rage in her eyes makes her look fiery and fierce. “Ahem!” Sam cut in. “Let me get this straight. I thought you are no longer engaged with each other?” Leigh stopped abruptly from her pacing and threw Sam a piercing glare. She remembered that time she shared with Sam the good news that her mom and Rocky’s mom agreed to cancel her engagement with Rocky. Technically it means she is no longer Rocky’s secret fiancee. She straightened herself up to meet Sam’s curious look, “Uhm, I was referring to the time before we canceled.” She said in a
Despite the heads up from Sam, Leigh pretended not to see Rocky Bolton. She had all the intention to brush past him and ignore him. But Rocky would have none of that. He grabbed her hand and dragged her away. It was so swift, no one had the time to react, even Sam. They all eyed Leigh struggling under Rocky’s tight grip. “Let go!” Leigh snarled. She grabbed Rocky’s hand - the one holding hers in a tight grip to pull it off - to no avail. Rocky was angry. They arrived at an abandoned classroom. Rocky pushed her inside. Leigh struggled but was no match for Rocky’s superior strength. When Rocky let go, Leigh stepped back, suddenly afraid at the menace she saw in his gaze. He looked angry and dangerous. “Why was our engagement canceled? Was it you who told them?” He lashed out. It was a sore sight. Rocky very rarely displays anger. Most of the time, he smirks before causing trouble for her. But this time, it was different. He was so angry and struggling to control it
Don’t be fooled, Leigh.She repeated these words in her head like a mantra.Don’t think that just because he brought you lunch, Rocky Bolton has changed, she added to discourage herself.She knocked her head with her knuckle. She is going crazy just because of one act of kindness which she highly doubts is sincere. The Rocky she knew never did anything without a purpose. She reminded herself about his angry outburst earlier that morning and how he said that he was going to make her life miserable. That’s the real Rocky Bolton she knew.An involuntary shiver ran down her spine. It was not an exciting thrill, but a warning sign. She could feel it. Rocky was not kidding. Rocky could very easily make her life miserable if he wanted to. Right now, her life is slowly getting chaotic. She tried to keep to herself, maintain a low profile and get as far away
She rose quickly from her seat, scanning the area for another vacant table.Rocky must have anticipated what she was about to do, and issued an order using his most calm voice. The one he used to control her.“Stay!” He commanded.Against her will, she dropped to her seat like a trained puppy. She followed his command. She could not help it. When you have been following Rocky’s orders for years, it has become a habit, and breaking a habit is tough. You need to condition yourself over and over again.It must start with a conscious decision to disobey. And disobedience takes a lot of courage. The courage which she does not possess at the moment.