The Eyes Of The Devil [BxB] EDITING

Chapter Thirty

Tw: assault

Oscars pov

I wince as the cold rough hands pull me against a chest, his movements slowing as he groans loudly into my neck.

I silently wait for the moment to be over, knowing silence helps more than trying to fight. I squeeze my eyes closed as he finally pulls away, though manages to latch his lips against my neck just seconds later. I force myself to lean into the haziness in my mind, trying to pretend i'm literally anywhere but here.

"Mark everyones heading out, you coming?" The man behind me grumbles under his breath, though I don't manage to catch what he says. I don't move until I hear his footsteps clamber down the stairs.

I gently push myself up on my bed, my arms shaking like they're made of jelly. I sit and wait, wait till I hear the sound of a car driving away. Wait until I hear my fathers bedroom door slam shut. Wait until I know he's asleeep before finally standing up and getting into the shower.

I make sure to scrub my skin as hard as possible, somewhat thankful that all he did was drunkenly rub against me, however the thought still makes me silently gag.

I turn the water to it's hottest temperature before scrubbing again, making sure I get every inch of skin.

After what feels like years I finally climb out, only to pause when I catch my reflection in the mirror. I frown. I don't remember any of them grabbing my neck and-

Oh.

Oh.

I squeeze my eyes closed before getting back into the shower, spending another ten minutes simply scrubbing that spot like it's poison.

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Oscars pov

I sigh as I watch Abby and James argue for the fifth time over an answer. "It's definitely B, you're just guessing at this point."

"James it's literally C, we learnt that like last week." I laugh under my breath before grabbing their pencil and ticking the A box in both of their pages.

"Oh." Abby sticks her tongue out at me. "Okay smarty pants, no need to show off." I grin before yawning and pulling my jumper tighter around me.

"I d-did it yesterday at w-work." She hums. "You need more customers, you shouldn't be allowed free time where you can casually fill out thirty science questions." I giggle at James before standing up.

"I n-need to go get a b-book from the l-library so I'll see y-you later?" They both nod and wave as i walk away.

As I make my way towards my locker and scratch my neck, almost as though I can feel the mark burning into my skin.

I look down as I feel my phone buzz.

From: James, 12:43PM
The answer to 30 Is totally 37 right?

I smile to myself and shake my head

To: James, 12:43PM
45

As I round the corner I pause briefly, the sight of Luke in the almost empty hallway catching me off guard.

I open my locker and wince as I hear him slam his closed. I turn to him and frown. "Luke-"

He frowns and turns to me. "Can you just stop? Stop saying sorry okay? Just- just stop."

I gape at him for a moment, not entirely sure what to say. "O-Okay." He lets out a short breath before running his fingers through his hair. "Look, i'm not saying I forgive you because I don't but-" he pauses.