The Top Delinquent Chapter 64: Iida To The Rescue, Again.

You watched the untamed anger contort his face and all of a sudden you heard yourself laughing- a horrible grotesque laugh that was allowing all of that hurt and pain that this man had caused you to come to the surface.

It felt good to be able to turn around and walk away while holding your middle finger high, still able to hear your father cussing you out from behind the glass but he couldn’t do a damn thing this time.

You held the power.

You were untouchable.

With the biggest grin on your face you marched

back out to the front desk and collected your items.

“Visit went well?” the guard asked, upon seeing the look on your face.

“Most shittiest visit I have ever had and it will

definitely be the last” you replied, still with the

giant grin on your face.

The guard gave you a wary glance and nodded

before stepping away to press the exit buzzer.

You left on your own, still letting out manic cackles every now and again as the adrenaline overflowed.

It was only as you left the jail and started back

towards the bus stop that you looked up and saw lida running towards you.

You froze when you saw him and it appeared that he has seen you at the same time.

“Y/N!” he shouted from a distance.

A crazed laugh escaped your throat followed by the most ugly crying you had ever experienced and you collapsed onto the side walk, shaking profusely.

lida ran to you and immediately scooped you up in his arms, holding you secure and tight as he backed back against the wall nearby to hold you till you had calmed down.

You were a babbling mess, sobbing and asking

for forgiveness from him, none of your sentence making any sense.

“It’s ok, it ok,” he repeated slowly, “deep breaths, Y/N…”

You tried to take deep breaths but you only

hyperventilated more, suffering a panic attack at seeing your father again but also scared shitless by the fact that you had had the balls to give him the middle finger and walk away from it, alive.

That was a massive move for you and you knew it. Your mind was proud of you but your body couldn’t cope with the stress.

You continued to shake in lida’s arms, occasionally whispering a thank you to him and he just nodded and held you close, reminding you that he was there for you and nothing was going to happen to you.

Finally, slowly, you calmed down, hiccoughing

breaths being the only sign of your breakdown now.

Once you had stopped shaking, lida put you down and rang for his concierge to come and pick you both up.

“Are you hurt at all, Y/N?” he asked you.

You shook your head sadly.

“No. I’m not hurt. And I’m sorry I went.”

“What happened? If you don’t mind me asking?” he asked gently.

You hung your head.

“I thought…” You bit down hard on the inside of your cheek to stop from crying from humiliation, “he had changed. But he hadn’t.”

lida nodded and reached for your hand.

There was silence and you hesitated a look in his There was silence and you hesitated a look in his direction.

“Are you going to say ‘I told you so’?” you asked

softly.

“No. Of course not,” he replied, “that would be

inappropriate.”

You smiled sadly down at your shoes, still holding his hand as the car pulled up to pick you both up.

The ride home was silent but weird ly comfortable as you held lida’s hand, you couldn’t bring yourself to pull your hand away at that point- you just needed the comfort.

Back inside your apartment lida waited for you to change into comfortable clothes then he bundled you up in blankets and cuddled with you on the bed, just happy that you were safe and that your dad hadn’t done anything to you.

It was while you were bundled up on the bed that you felt comfortable enough to tell lida what had happened. Telling him that you felt like something was wrong the minute you and your father had started speaking in the common room.

“I should have listened to you,” you said repeatedly to him, “but no, had to go and romanticize it. I just saw how well things went with mum and aunty Jane and hoped things could be good between him and I, I guess I had forgotten about the pain.”

“There is absolutely no reason for you to feel the need to apologize. Sometimes you just need to see for yourself” He adjusted how he way lying on the bed so that he could kiss your forehead that was poking out from under all the blankets, “I am just glad you are ok.”

“It was all about the money. How did he even know about that?” you asked lida.

“l am not sure, Y/N. But from what I do know, jail inmates have an intricate system of knowledge and trade. He must have paid someone for the information.”

“Do you think he’ll send someone to come after

me?” you asked fearfully.

“l am not sure. But I do think that it is a good idea to get a new phone number so that he cannot track you,” lida said, “l can get a new phone for you tomorrow or we can go together after school.”

“That sounds good” you said with a smile.

“I will block the number in your phone now so that he cannot harass you. Then tomorrow you will not have to worry about it,” he promised, getting off the bed and reaching for your phone then opening it and blocking the unknown number that had messaged you before.

lida never told you that there had been 4 more

harrowing text messages and missed calls from

that same number and he quickly took screen shots of the messages and sent them to his phone as evidence, before blocking and deleting the contents so that you wouldn’t be triggered when you picked your phone up next.

“On a more happier note,” lida said, putting your phone back down and crawling up on the bed beside you, “I have a scan on my arm scheduled tomorrow and, should the x-ray prove my arm healed, I will be able to remove the cast by this Friday.”

“Really??” you said excitedly, “that’s awesome! So we’ll be able to go to the night markets when you have no cast at all! That’s great!”

lida nodded happily.

“Although, I will leave no fluorescent arm to direct the students at school,” he said sadly.

You let out a little chuckle of amusement, “listen, I’m sure you’ll be fine. You were just as good at directing people before you had it, than after you had it.”

“You are right Y/N,” he said with a small smile, “I shall resume my previous methods of directing then.”

You chuckled again and snuggled down into your blankets, content in his presence and happy that you had him there.

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