𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍 | 18+

17: 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

A few weeks later

I quickly shoved my books and jacket into the cramped space of my locker. I was already late to class and I didn't want to run into Nix after what happened yesterday. Maybe Chase was right; Maybe Nix was using me.

After a long talk with Chase yesterday, I decided to listen to Chase's advice and do what's best for me. I agreed on the date with Chase after that we watched Netflix and fell asleep together. And for the first time in a long while; I felt happy.

I shook my head and shoved the rest of my belonging into the tight space before slamming the door shut. My heart thudded in my chest when I saw a furious Nix glaring holes into my face. His breathing was erratic and his face was reddened with anger. I didn't even get to say anything before he painfully grabbed my wrist and yanked me behind him as he walked to a nearby empty, unused classroom.

He slammed the door shut and shoved my body against it.

"Where the hell were you huh? I told you to come over!"

I gulped loudly and cowered back. "N-Nix, I told you I c-couldn't come. Me and Chase had game night with-"

He growled and slammed his fist against the wall beside me. "So you were with that fucker? What, did you fuck him afterward like the whore you are?"

I flinched at his hurtful words and shook my head. "N-Nix it's not like that. W-We're friends. Chase is a really nice-"

"He wants to get in your pants, Adaline. You're so fucking gullible," He scoffed and planted his hands in his hair, gripping the black strands hard as he backed up. "You're so fucking stupid. I don't even know why I'm with your soft ass."

Tears had welled up in my eyes as his words stabbed at my heart. If that's how he felt then why doesn't he just break up with me and get with Heather? "I-If that's how you feel then why don't y-you break up with me and get with Heather,"

He looked up at me with a stunned stare. His lips parted open in surprise and his hands dropped down by his side in fists. "What?"

I swallowed a huge lump, trying my hardest to swallow my fear. "I-I said to break up with me and go to H-Heather. I know about you and her...Chase told me."

He growled with his teeth clench harshly together. "Chase doesn't know shit," He spat. He stepped to me and harshly wrapped his hand around my narrow throat and squeezed hard. "And the next time you speak to me like that; I'll give you something to whine about you little bitch."

"I-I don't w-want t-to be in t-this r-relationship anymore, N-Nix."

In the blink of an eye, Nix's hand came across my face delivering a hard slap to my left cheek. I whimpered loudly and tried my hardest to pull from his grip. He seemed to tighten his hand and enjoy watching me uncomfortably squirm before he let go, making me lose balance and fall to the ground.

I sputtered out rough, sandpaper coughs as I tried to catch my breath. Nix stood over me with disgust while shaking his head. "What did I say about wearing those short fucking skirts."

I sobbed out in pain when I felt his hand cup my chin roughly, pulling me up. "What did I say, Adaline?"

I cried out in pain and tried to yank out of his painful grip. He only made it worst. "Adaline."

"N-Not to." I sobbed out.

"Now get on your fucking knees and make up for yesterday."