A Love So Toxic | BxB

Three

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Since my class with Adonis – what an uncommon name– was our 3rd period class, I had to get through 4th by myself. But usually around that time we have a lunch break so I could probably hang out with him then if I could find some way to get away from Michael.

Right now I'm currently walking with Adonis as we talk about his crime which is never had fried Oreos.
"As if! All of that fried junk isn't good for you. Bleh!"
"Trust me it's not as bad as you might think. I personally think sweet things should stay the way they are, but this is something you've gotta try!"

"So you don't fare well with candy apples then?" "Hm candy apples? Oh yeah, no I don't really like those very much."
I hear my phone vibrate in my back pocket. "They're too messy for me," I say as I check the notification.

"I'll take your word for it." We moved out the way to the lockers and I see that it was a text from Michael to meet yet again in the music room. I should probably go this time. The sweet Lord above only knows what he has planned if I don't.

"Want to accompany me to the library instead of lunch? We could work more on the project if you want."

His voice brought me out of the dark and twisted memories. "Huh? Yeah, no I have to go to lunch. Rain check on that yeah?" He just hummed then started in the direction of the school library.
Who would have thought that I'd end up friends with a bookworm.

Shaking my head with a small fond smile, I headed downstairs for the music room.

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I really wish I hadn't come here. Like really really wish. I feel sick to my stomach from either disgust or embarrassment if not both. I walked in on Michael roughly banging some girl. They hadn't heard me. I stood frozen in place, feet rooted to the ground.

It was like my brain couldn't send signals to my feet to tell them to turn back around and get the hell up out of there!
But they wouldn't move!
Michael finally took note of me and made eye contact with a devilish smirk on his stupid face.
My fist clenched with every slap of skin and my eyes prickled with threatening tears as I tried to hold myself together.

Paralyzed in place by his stare. "M-m-Michael! I'm getting close!" Groaned out the girl. Their bottom halves were half obscured by the desk in front of them, Michael's back towards the wall and her front towards his front, being held up as he pounded into her.

"Oh yeah, baby?" His grin grew wider at the look I could imagine on my face when he called her that. He brought one of his hands up– still thrusting– and brushed her hair out of the way so I could not only see his face better, but the small kiss he placed to her neck as well.

A strangled sound left my mouth at that. He never treated me like that. With so much tenderness, no matter how much I wanted him too.

His eyes never left mine. Even when she giggled and pulled him in for kisses. I decided in that moment that I would get the heck from out of there!

I ran back out the door,
down the hall past the cafeteria.
Then rounded a corner until I was in a bathroom stall with door closed and bawling my eyes out.

It wasn't loud and dramatic, but it was a good little while before I finished.

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