Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 67

Emma's POV

"We are always watching your every move. Watch your back,"

"You should run away before we get to you, or else you will end up dead. Try to tell anyone and they will also die immediately,"

"How are you loving this little game of ours? We might meet sooner than I thought. See you soon,"

My hands trembled as I read the messages that were sent to my phone. I wiped the sweat on my brows with my sleeve. I have been getting different types of death threats for the past three days. I glanced around the corridor to see if someone was doing it deliberately to watch my reaction, but whoever my eyes met smiled sweetly at me. I opened my locker to get my books. After getting them, I slam the locker shut, only to be startled by the smiling face.

"Oh my!" I gasped, placing my hand on my chest, and felt it thumping loudly against my rib cage.

"I'm so sorry Emma, did I startle you?" he asked nervously. I gulped.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I brought you coffee like always," he replied, stretching it towards him. I remember he has been the one giving me coffee for the past week. But, I didn't trust him enough to drink it and I didn't want to get anyone angry by rejecting it either. As much as I refuse to admit it, I feel relieved that I don't go home covered in raw eggs or battered up badly, all thanks to the triplets.

"You didn't have to," I said, collecting the cup from him.

"Emma, will you be kind enough to help me ask the triplets if they would like to invest in my father's company?" he asked curiously.

I knew it. He just could not hide the fact that he was being nice to me because he wants something from the triplets anymore.

"I have the proposal and everything here, all you have to do is just grant me an audience with them. That will be easy for you to do since you are their girlfriend," he said with a smile.

I wanted to refuse him. I don't want to take advantage of my relationship with the boys.

"Listen, I can't....,"

"Emma, I heard him asking you to speak with the triplets, don't listen to him. My mum owns the best clubs in this pack and the triplets will definitely not regret it if they decide to invest," a girl said confidently. Another one showed up.

"Emma, I'm sure you know me. My mum has the best clothing brand around here. The triplets will benefit greatly if they invest, it will be a win-win for both parties" she said with a wide smile.

They all continued showing up, asking that I speak to the triplets on their behalf. My headache from all the chattering and squabbling. I already have problems I have to deal with, but here they are not allowing me to think or move.

I stared at them for a while. Their faces looked blurry and their voices muffled. I breathed in deeply, feeling suffocated. I dab the continuous sweat trickling down my forehead with my sleeve.

"Emma? Move away, all of you," I heard someone yell. They all left reluctantly, not without shoving multiple business cards in my hands. I could feel someone tapping my shoulder lightly until it got to shake me violently.

"Emma!" he yelled, jolting me out of my trance. I gasped, dropping the cards on the floor. My eyes darted across the corridor until they stared back at John, who was standing in front of me.

"Are you okay? You looked lost," he said worriedly.

"I...I'm fine," I stuttered.

"You are not fine. You look so pale. Tell me what happened," he asked. A message popped up on my screen. I read it with trembling hands.

"What is it? Let me see that," he said, snatching the phone from my hands. His face suddenly changed from curiosity to that of shock.

"What the hell is this?" he asked, appalled. I stared at him without saying anything.

"Since when has this been going on?" he asked, gently taking my hand in his.

"It's been three days now," I replied in a shaky voice.

"These are death threats, Emma, you kept this all to yourself for three days? They knew exactly where you were and what you've been doing. Someone is stalking you," he whispered since some students were still lurking around. "I didn't know what to do. We were all busy writing exams, so I didn't want to bother anyone," I mutter softly.

"You should have come to me immediately after you saw the texts, I don't care about any exam when you are in trouble, Emma. What if something had happened to you? How will I ever be able to forgive myself?" he asked, exasperated. He sighed. "Did you show the triplets these messages?" he asked, staring at me intently.

He scoffed in disbelief after watching my expressions for a while. "You didn't. You didn't tell them. Why?" he asked.

"As I said, we were all busy with our final-year exams. I will tell them everything tonight. I didn't think it was this serious, I had thought it was just one of the students playing pranks on me," I replied.

"What sort of sick prank is that? This is serious, Emma, and we have to do something about this. Tell the triplets like you promised tonight. This is part of their fault anyway, I'm sure the person doing this is doing it because they are with you," he said. "It's not their fault," I responded.

"Absolutely, how can I forget that a person in love is always blind to obvious things around her," he said with a smile.

"I'm not blindly in love. I'm saying what, I believe, is right," I replied, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Whatever helps you sleep better at night," he responded. "Anyway, after our final exam today, meet me at my house. You are finishing later than I am, and I can't wait for you. The nurse taking care of my grandma is off-duty this afternoon, so I have to rush back. Call me when you finish, I will come to get you right away, and we can think about this together," he assured me. I nodded gratefully.

The bell suddenly rang and the students all scampered around.

"Good luck on your final exam, Emma," he said as we walked together towards the classrooms.

"Good luck to you too," I replied, and we both parted ways.

I took a seat just as the teacher began to distribute the question papers. I breathe in deeply before picking up my pen and answering the questions with utmost concentration. The classroom was in utter silence, only the occasional flipping of pages and scribbling of pen on paper could be heard.

I was one of the very last people to finish. After submitting my paper, I walked out and picked up my bag. I decided to walk towards John's house instead of calling him and having him walk all the way just to meet me. I didn't want to disturb his moment with his grandma and most importantly, he knows about the threatening messages.

The person had texted me to inform me that if anyone knew about him, they would also end up dead. That was why I was hesitant to tell John and the triplets. I don't want John to end up getting hurt because of me. He has his poor sick grandma who still needs him. How hard can it be? All I have to do is run towards his house without stopping or looking back and besides, this person has been threatening me for three days now, and he hasn't done anything yet.

I strapped my backpack and sprinted towards the gate. The path to John's home is lonely and deserted, probably because most people were still at work. I heard the sound of a car coming behind me. I increased my pace without turning to take a look at the car. The car kept on following me.

It's getting closer now, way too close that I could feel it right behind me. It suddenly drove past me and stopped right in front of my way. I gasped, stopping right in time before my body could crash on it. I panted hard, staring at the car and getting ready to turn back, immediately I noticed something was amiss.

The dark-tinted window suddenly rolled down and a boy about my age peered at me.

"Hello miss, I've been trying to get your attention, but it seemed like you didn't hear me. I'm new here, and I'm searching for a place to stay. Can you please direct me to any hotel nearby?" he asked with a polite smile.

I nodded trying to respond when I heard footsteps behind me, before I could turn around, the person covered my nose with a scented white handkerchief. I held my breath not wanting to inhale the scent but I ran out of oxygen and I ended up inhaling it. Immediately I did, my vision turned hazy and my body went limp. The last thing I remember is the stranger putting me in his car and driving off. I blacked out completely after that.