And Then I Met You (J.G.)

5. Come with Me (republished)

So someone suggested that I should copy and paste the long lost chapter five (I don't know why I haven't thought of it yet) so Enjoy! Xx

WARNING rated PG-13

Chapter 5

The next day you arrive at school early. The hallways look exactly the same as yesterday except for one thing. Jacks leaning against your locker on his phone. You start walking over to him when someone steps in front of you, causing you to jump.

"Woah!" You say.

"Come with me." You look up and see Derrick towering over you. He's biting his lip and has a crazed look in his eye.

"No." You reply calmly. You step aside and start walking to your locker but he grabs your wrist and pulls you back.

"What the hell are you doing?" You ask him.

"I thought you and I could have some fun."

He cocked his head to the side and clenched his hands around your arms. You looked up at him and realized where he was looking. Your chest. You tried to move your hand away to pull up your tank top, but this only made him squeeze harder.

"You-you're hurting me."

"Come with me." He said again. This time it wasn't a question. It was a demand. He let go of one if your arms and led you around a corner. There was no one there except for a a couple guys standing by a closet door.

"Let go of me!" You told him.

"Hey guys," he said. The boys moved away from the closet door and stood on the opposite side of the hall.

"Niiice." One of the boys said.

"What's going on?" You squeaked.

"C'mon." He grunted. Derrick opened the closet door with one hand and pushed you in with the other. The closet was dimly lit by a single lightbulb hanging front the ceiling and it smelled of laundry detergent and soap. He shoved you to the back and locked the door.

"Derrick?" You squeaked again. Your heart was beating out of your chest.

"Are you scared?" He asked. He moved slowly toward you and put his arms on either side of you. He then took both your hands and held them above you with one hand. With the other he pushed your hair away from your neck.

"What are you doing?!" You said.

"Shhh. Be quiet." He demanded. He looked back up at you with the same piercing green eyes. His face was only an inch away from yours and you felt yourself getting hot.

"Damn."

"Derrick don't -" he pushed his lips against yours and your body froze. He forced his warm tongue through your lips and you but down.

"Shit!" He pulled his face away from you and smirked.

"Derrick please stop!" You felt like you were going to cry. Your first kiss had just been taken from you and there was nothing you could do about it.

"Don't scream or I'll have to tape your mouth shut." He was speaking so calmly like he's done this before. Then you remembered what Jack had said to you yesterday about how Derricks had a bad past with the girls at this school. Your lip started to quiver and your eyes moved down to his pants that he was unbuttoning. "Derrick! Please!" You screamed.

"I said don't scream!" He pulled down his pants and kicked them aside. He started kissing your neck and biting it roughly.

"I need you to be quiet." He pulled down the straps of your tank too one by one. You didn't say anything as he pulled down your tank top exposing your bra. He took his one free hand and reached for something next to you. He grabbed what you could see was something similar to a rope. He unraveled it and tied your wrists to the metal shelves you were pushed against. You felt like you were going to throw up. Both his hands were now free to do whatever he wanted.

"Your so hot." He said in a low, calm voice.he pulled down his boxers and smirked. "You can look if you want." You kept your eyes locked on the light bulb above him. tears started falling from your eyes and you started whimpering.

"Oh don't tell me this is your first time?" You moved your eyes towards his and looked him straight in the eyes.

"why are you doing this?" You asked him.

He shushed you again. He put his hands on your hips and positioned himself. "You can't just wear that and not expect guys to ignore you. Besides, i know you're into this."

"I'm not." You replied shakily to him. By now you felt your wrists starting to burn and your legs were shaking.

"C'mon babe." He told you and put his hand on waist. Pulling you closer to him. You spit directly in his face and his expression changes. "You really shouldn't have done that." He reached down to unzip your shorts and you tried to kick your legs in protest. The door knob jiggled and he immediately turned around.

"Shit!" He bent over and pulled his underwear and shorts back up. The door opened right as he was buttoning them and you started crying tears of happiness. It was Jack.