Immaculate

Blackmail

Oh, and I know that Mr B and the Doc don't swear in the books and I don't like them swearing in this fic, but in this case... I think it's justified.

Part Forty-One

Sang's POV

I was shaking as I stared at him. He looked down and drew three more pieces of paper to him and I took my chance. I slid my phone out from my bra and opened it. He looked up and sneered at me.

"Oh, they bought you another one then," he said and shifted to the side and drew my old one out of his pocket. "You won't want this one back then, will you?"

I saw the phone I had lost and realised he had taken it. I remembered him taking it now and it brought back the fear of him looming over me.

"You lied to me," he said softly. "Wait! Mr Hendricks will be interested in seeing this phone so don't call them just yet. Hear me out."

His words made my fingers still on the red button I had found, I just had no idea whose it was. I watched, my heart hammering in my chest, my throat dust dry as he slid the phone open and began reading aloud some of the texts I had sent to the others and ones they'd sent to me.

"So you think Dr Green is wonderful... interesting thing to call your teacher," he said slyly and I was frozen into place with fear.

"And Mr Blackbourne is collecting kisses from you... another teacher. Boy, you do get around... but wait, now you're telling Victor that you love him too, does he know you're fucking your teachers? But then, hang on, just when we thought it was getting crowded, we have North and Silas to remember. But it gets better, while you're telling Mr Blackbourne, your teacher, that you love him and he's telling you he loves you too, we have Kota coming onto the scene, telling you he'll be down to you in a minute and this was... 11.00pm, I don't think he was coming down to do homework, no, I think he was coming down to do you!"

He looked up at me and getting up he stepped around the desk.

"That only leaves Luke, Gabriel and Nathan, or are you fucking them too? Do they know you're working your way around the group? Do they watch as you fuck your teachers?"

His words were vile and they burnt me as I pushed the red button over and over unwilling to listen to any more. I knew where he was going with this and I needed help; my breathing was shallow as I fought the mind numbing fear. I would not let him do this to me again. I was strong. I could fight back this time.

"Leave me alone! You don't know anything." I tried to sound firm but it was little more than a squeak. "I am not having sex with any of them. Not that it's any of your business."

"So you're teasing them?" he stepped closer and slid the phone back into his pocket. "Like you teased me? I don't fucking think so, Sang."

"I did not tease you," I said. I struggled to remember what they had taught me, not to lose myself to the sheer fear and panic that was trickling down my spine. I wouldn't give in again. He looked down at my breasts and lifted a hand and I knew he was going to touch me there, touch me where only the others could touch me. Anger sparked behind the fear and I brought my hands up and pushed him away.

"Don't you touch me!"

He fell back a few steps not expecting me to push him.

"Sang, way I see it, you have two choices, keep quite and give me what everyone else is getting, or find out what the police think about teachers who are fucking their students. Your choice," he said and held his hands out wide away from his body. Where were they? I pressed the button repeatedly again but nothing was happening. Was no one coming? Where were they? They had promised me they would come for me. Did they know where I was? Was someone or something stopping then?