THE FORGIVEN BITE

Forgive Me...

(Hi! This chapter is bit small, but I hope you will enjoy. Take care and enjoy reading :) )

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~Chapter 5- Forgive Me...~

I tried to find a way to escape, but Leroy had me trapped. I squirmed to get rid of his tight grip on my wrist with no avail.

"No, no, sweetheart, you can't escape. You are safe with me," he mocked, causing a shudder run down the length of my spine. His minions continued laughing. If I could, I would have made them swallow their tongue, but I couldn't do anything more than giving them a look of disgust.

"Leave my way, Leroy, or else you will pay," I hissed in an attempt to act brave, though the fact was, I was scared. I was fully aware that I had no help as the school was empty. A drop of sweat ran down my temple at the mere thought of being trapped.

"Oh... I'm so scared," he mocked, followed by his Pets' laugh. Leroy pushed me inside the class. "Watch out until I finish," he ordered them and entered in, closing the door behind him.

I backed as he took a step closer to me. "Leroy, I warn you. Stay away from me." His lips curled in a wicked grin. I could tell he had no intension of staying away from me. I stepped back only to be halted by the desk. Leroy took the chance and lunged towards me. I slide in time to avoid getting trapped, but somehow he managed to wrap his arms around my waist.

"Gotcha!" He pulled and spun me around, so that I was facing him, trapped between him and the desk. He locked my arms with his one hand, while the other hand caught my waist, his body pressing me hard against the edge of the desk.

"No! Please leave me... Leroy, leave me..." I struggled to get rid from his grasp, but he was too strong to compete. I cursed mentally for my insanity of staying so late, alone, crying. But had I known this will happen, would I have stayed? Of course not! But this wasn't the time to curse but act. Tears, a mixture of fear and frustration, burned my eyes. "Leroy, leave me." I was amazed that my voice had still left strength.

"Leave you?" Leroy let out a devilish laughter, which echoed around the empty room. He tightened his grip on my waist, digging his nails in my skin through the delicate chiffon top. I grimaced in pain, spilling out more tears. But I didn't want to give him satisfaction of my weakness. I did not scream. "I have waited long for this moment and you are telling me to leave you? No chance, babe. I will not leave you unless I savor each and every inch of your body." He licked his lips and slipped his hands under my top. A shudder ran up my body as his hands made contact with my skin. My stomach churned, threatened to throw up. Tears of helplessness poured down my cheeks. I squirmed as his hands teased the material of my bra.

No.

"Leroy, leave me." I needed to stop him, and before I could register I spat on his face. It wasn't a great warrior kind of thing, but everyone must agree that it was brave and it also saved me from getting abused. I felt a wave of satisfaction overwhelm me as I saw his disgusted face. His face turned red in furry. His whole body started trembling. He let go of my hand. Truth to be said, I was more scared now than before and I was in more danger too. I was needed to cross few steps to reach the door, but Leroy's minions were most probably still guarding the room. With adrenalin spurting inside me, I slowly tried to step aside when he caught me by hand and smacked me hard on my face.

The impact caused me to lose my balance and fall flat on the floor. I felt terrible pain, like the hot breath of embers, burning my cheeks. I tasted something metallic in my mouth... blood. My eyes widened in horror. Leroy took a menacing step towards me. I crawled back, but he quickly grabbed my ankle and pulled me down, straddling me. He locked my arms over my head and leaned closer, hovering over my face.