Love; The Drug -Johnny Lawrence-

Part Ten: Somewhat Confession

I'm about to exit the bush and meet Ali at the corner store, to regroup and buy some snacks, but a hand claps over my mouth and a strong arm wraps around my shoulders to pin my arms to my sides. The strong scent of weed and liquor flooding my senses.

"I would beg to differ sweetheart; Little LaRusso zero, stupid Karate boys one." Johnny's cool breath is in my ear and it sends a shiver down my spine.

He's still wet from the sink water, and a drop from his wet hair lands on my shoulder instantly chilling me.

"Now what am I going to do with you." I feel his lips on my neck, pressing kisses to it? "You're drunk." I whisper in horror as he moves his hand to push my hair behind my shoulder exposing my collarbone.

He chuckles dryly, "Just a little." 

I squirm and try to lift my legs up to kick off from the ground, but he drags me back towards the school. I thrash in his arms, trying to bite and punch but he's stronger than me, and I can't break free.

He brings me to a dark classroom, by some miracle it's unlocked. He throws me in, and pushes the door closed. The moon is full tonight, and it lights up the room in an eerie blue glow. 

He turns to me, blue eyes practically glowing and light hair slightly damp. He looks beautiful, but I shake the thought away from me.

"What do you want?" I snap at him, moving behind a desk to put it between us.

"What do you think I want Josie, tell me honestly what you think." He responds bitterly, he runs a hand through his hair. 

"Hmm, I'm not sure. Maybe my eternal suffering?" I shout, eyes scanning any possible exits.

He rolls his eyes and braces his hands on the desk leaning in close to me, I back up and put another desk between us. "You're scared of me." He says with no emotion, not a question or a statement.

"I'm not scared of anything, especially not a drunk pervert." My voice wavers and I move closer to him, but keep a safe distance. I was terrified actually, and my heart thundered in my ears. 

"Don't lie. I'm glad that you're scared. I hope that you're scared Josephine." He walks towards me, and I back up, with three steps he's pushing me against the wall.

"Did you not hear a word I just said? I'm not afraid-" I'm cut short by his lips crashing onto mine, his lips are soft but the kiss is rough and needy. His hands cup my face and he presses his body closer to me.

My mind reels, is this what I wanted? Johnny Lawrence? My heart begged my to pull him closer, to kiss him back and run my fingers through his beautiful hair. But my brain screamed to push him away and run. 

I settle for something in between, I put my hands on his chest and give a slight push. He retreats slowly and painfully. His blue eyes lock with my grey ones and for a moment everything is still and peaceful but I slap him. 

It's an audible crack but I don't care, this can't be my life and I can't be his. He looks back at me angrily, the kindness in his eyes flipping to rage. 

I make my way to the door on the other side of the room, "Where do you think you're going?" He asks me, and I open the door. He reaches a large hand over my head and slams it shut.

"Are you kidding? Away from you asshat."

"No you're not." He says, the scent of weed and alcohol still drifting around us.

"Who's going to stop me." I cross my arms and stare at him, forcing my own rage into my eyes.

"Who's going to let you?" 

"Don't make me slap you again. Maybe if you weren't drunk I would stick around." He still looks mad, but he hesitantly takes his hand away from the door.

I leave him in the dark classroom and walk through the deserted school halls. Out to the alleyway where Ali and Daniel are waiting for me. "Josie where have you been?" Ali exclaims once I get in the car.

"Oh, I just got talking with Freddie. The plan went awesome!" I lie, but the plan did work out marvellously.

"We were so worried! I didn't see Johnny running behind us, I thought he was beating you up or kidnapping you." Ali laughs, and Daniel and I chuckle. 

"Oh please, I'm perfectly capable of protecting myself from little boys," I clearly was not.

"We never doubted you." Ali says, then a thought pops into my head. 

"Karate and School on Monday are going to be bitches" Ali and Daniel look at each other then at me and we laugh.

"You got that right little sister." Danny says from the front, he reaches into a bag on the floor. "We got the snacks though, so hopefully that will hold you over for awhile." 

He hands me a KitKat bar, a bag of Salt n Vinegar chips and a Coke. Was I worried about Monday? Absolutely. Was I going to let that stop me from doing what I like? No way.

If I could handle moving across the country, being the less popular twin for my whole life, going up against five Seniors as a Junior, and almost drowning in the ocean, I can manage just going to my activities in three days. Even if it meant certain death.