Abusive...

"I told you before, didn't I...? I told you not to worry...because I'll make sure to protect you..."

With the words of assurance, Amy finally loosen up the tension she had and let go of Papi's sleeve. She had been trying her best to keep up the strong front as there were a lot of people around during the yelling and all that.

But now that she was left alone, she was able to let go of her strong front as she started turning beet red and tears started forming in her eyes. Although She had been looking down since the bell rang and Papi couldn't see her face properly, but he could easily tell that she was tearing up a little.

Seeing her standing there with her head down, he became very worried. He hesitated for a moment before asking her out of concern.

"Hey Amy...I know how you must be feeling right now...but... could you please do your business in the washroom or something?"

Instead of worrying about her, asking about the reason for the argument, he was worried about being spotted by the teachers. Everyone had went back in class, fear that Mr. Pain or the other teachers appointed by the PTA would appear and Papi was no exception. He was no exception to the fear part, not the going back in class part though.

They were right at the stairway and it was not visible to the students in the class so it was a good time for Amy to let it all out, but being near the stairway also meant that it was the easier to be spotted by the teachers. Papi was not having it though. He had not left Amy yet out of his guilt, thinking that he might be the cause for her problem, but mind you, it was only yet..

"Hey~? Can you hear me?"

Still speaking in a kind and concerning tone, Papi asked Amy but there were still no response from her as she still had her head down while rubbing her eyes, trying not to cry. Fuck no, Papi was really not having any of this as he started panicking.

There was a wall cock hanging on the wall and it was showing that the time was three minutes pass eight. Usually the teachers will be in class by eight o five, so he was really walking on tightrope now.

Filled with anger and frustration, he whispered to Amy in an undertone...

"Amy! Could you do it in the washroom?! Just do it in the damn washroom! Fuck, we don't have anymore time, the teachers are coming real soon!"

Just as Papi said that, a pair of footstep resounded from the bottom of the stairway. It was as if every step was in sync with his heartbeat as he started panicking harder. The sound of the footsteps were getting closer but Amy was still not going anywhere. All she was doing was going through a 'how not to cry list', like slapping herself on the cheeks.

With all the tension taking over his body, Papi didn't care anymore as he send a bombardment of angry whispers to her...

"Fuck! Fuck it! Lets go please?!"

Still no response from Amy though. Turning his head, he could see his class at the far end of the hallway. Now there was no way he could make it in time. All he could do is take Amy to somewhere else to avoid being spotted. Maybe he could still use the excuse of 'taking a dump in the washroom' for being late, but the excuse of 'I can't just leave her alone' was a no go.

"C'mon Amy! Fuck! You know what?! I actually don't know why you are crying! Isn't it fucking stupid to be crying over something so petty? I mean just break up with him would you?! Is his family so scary that you cant do it?!"

Of course, Amy's family was actually much more powerful than Marco's but Papi didn't know that. But since her family was actually above Marco's, if Papi were to knew that, he would be more confuse as to why she was in this state when she was yelled at by someone below her.

But just as Papi had finished his bombardment, it was already too late for him to realise that he had spent too much time spitting fire. As if time had slowed down, he could hear the footstep right behind him. Turning around, Papi eyes locked onto the person's eyes. It was Mr. Pain.

Ohh shit!

When Mr. Pain saw the Papi, anger boiled from within. Just as he was about to yell at Papi for not being in the class, a certain someone had caught his attention. There was a blonde girl right in front of Papi that had a similar figure with someone he knew. Someone that closely resembles his family's miss, Miss Amy....

Realising that it was really Miss Amy, he stopped half way with his mouth wide open. After a few seconds of silence, he sent a glare towards Papi and went away to the class. The glare itself was so horrifying as if reaper had his scythe right at his neck.

Papi froze for a few second before finally came to himself. He was so confused as to what just happened but he knew he couldn't just stand around anymore as he drag Amy away up the stairs to the rooftop.

After arriving at the rooftop, Papi was finally able to relax a little. He didn't knew why Mr. Pain had let him go but he was sure that it was because of Amy. But since Mr. Pain who was suppose to be the teacher for his class, he guessed that he would be fine for not going to class.

Looking to the right, Papi could see that Amy was still in her zone as she just sat down on the floor with her back against the wall and had her legs up to her chest. Since she had a much bigger pair of boobs, she didn't wrap her arms around her legs instead, had them covering her face. Although it didn't work that well as there were still some gaps.

Papi could see that Amy was still trying to not cry. By now, the image of the strong and dignified woman he had of her was already shattered. It made him realise that she was still just like any other people. Just because that she belonged to a higher echelon in the society doesn't mean that she doesn't face any problem.

With that, Papi went ahead and sat beside her. With a very modulated voice, Papi said...

"Why are you trying so hard...? There's no one here and you can act like I'm not here too. If that's not enough, I'll just-"

Before Papi could suggest for him to leave, Amy had already stopped holding back. The words from Papi's mouth had just single handedly ruined her minutes of effort...but that doesn't seem too bad either.

When Amy started feeling better and stopped crying, Papi took it as a green light for him to start asking question. First and foremost, the most important question was...

"Hey Amy...Why did you guys fought?"

"..."

"C'mon, at least tell me something so I won't feel like I've wasted my time here."

"...It was about me not transferring to class B."

Papi had long expected it, but hearing it from her mouth confirmed it for him. He did feel really guilty about it, but then Amy continued.

"It's not your fault. If anything, I would prefer it to be like this."

"Can you tell me why do you not want to transfer to class B. What's the actual relationship between you and him?"

When Papi said that, Amy flinched a little...

"What do you mean-"

"C'mon, isn't it a bit obvious by now? I might have never been in a relationship with someone before, but I'm sure if he was your boyfriend, he would have known that you weren't the vice monitor of the class."

"I see... That's how you had guessed it...Me and Marco...you can say that we were in an arranged relationship."

Amy had decided not to hide anything from Papi. She felt like it was okay to tell him and that she could trust him. If anything, he might even be able to help her since he was the most vicious person she knew...

She was sure that Papi had only been acting to be Danny's slave a while ago. Yes, it might sound stupid, but she was sure that he had his own reason to go to such extent to hide the fact that he was actually not as weak as everyone had thought...Which was actually completely false.

"Marco and I were childhood friends... We had been friend together since we were young and that was the same with our grandfather. His grandfather and mine were very good friends, so we often hang out together...Since young, I knew that he liked me...but before I knew it, he started to change... He...He started to become more abusive."

Sh-Shit..I've really messed with the wrong guy now...please don't be like Harry. Please don't be like Harry!

Amy continued to explain about how one day, Marco and his grandad had visited her grandad. During that visit, Marco's grandad had mentioned about how they both looked good together and her grandad agreed. Due to how much she loves her grandad, she wasn't able to say no to her grandad when he suggested they be together...and from then on, they both went into a relationship.

Time passed and Marco was still the same. He was still abusive to her, and she kept on avoiding him. She didn't went into details of how she was abuse but from what he had seen so far, he was really kind of abusive. It was only until last year was she given the chance to change to class C.

"Every year, I could choose whichever class I wanted. But last year, instead of choosing class B, I was given the chance to use my Samantha and Kelly as the reason to be In a different class, so I chose class C-"

"What...What do you mean by that?"

"Ahh, I've never talk about them before but the two girls I'm always hanging out with are called Samantha and Kelly, and they had just transferred to our school last year-"

"No...Not that...Did you said that you could choose any class..?"

"Umm...yes?"

"So you could actually choose class A....right?"

"Well of course...my family belonged to A class but for Marco, I had been choosing to go to Class B."

Amy continued to talk about how its not easy to bring someone up from class B to class A. She seemed to be fine already after the crying session as she even talked about how Mr. Pain was actually an appointed teacher from her family....but Papi was not hearing any of it...

So...di-did I just messed with someone that was much more horrifying than Harry...?

Meanwhile Papi was heaving a sigh of relieved for dodging an atomic bomb, Marco was planning something behind...He was very upset about Amy not transferring to class B. He was going to make sure that she would pay back the year of affection that she owed him.