Strawberries & Cigarettes- Meanie

VI

Play; Teacher's Pet by Melanie Martinez

"Wonwoo come over here," The teacher calls over.

"Yes Sir." He says as he walks over to the teachers desk.

"Sit on the table." He commands.

Wonwoo listens and places himself of the desk. His teacher opens his drawer and takes out a pack of wetwipes.

"Wipe your neck." He commands again.

"Huh, why?" He asks internally panicking a bit.

"Well I haven't seen you for nearly two months, just have to make sure no one else is touching you." The teacher says placing his hand on Wonwoo's upper thigh.

"I'm not seeing anyone." Wonwoo says his heart rate increasing as he thinks about the marks all over his chest and neck covered with makeup.

"I said wipe." The teacher says his grip on Wonwoo's thigh growing tighter and becoming painful.

"Why do I need too? I'm not seeing anyone." Wonwoo says defending himself.

"Why are you being so defensive huh. Maybe you are." The teacher says bringing his face closer to Wonwoo's.

"I'm not. I just know I'm innocent." Wonwoo says.

His teacher stands up straight and takes his hand off his thigh. The teacher walks to his side, Wonwoo's eyes follows him until he exits his vision. Wonwoo breathes in deep in slight relief. Until the feels a hand grab the back of his neck.

Panic fills him and he freezes.

"I said fucking wipe, but clearly you won't do it so I will. Don't you dare move." The man behind him says.

Wonwoo begins panicking even more, but he knows if he moves it will only get worse. He might aswell give up now.

His teacher takes a wipe in his hand a begins wiping the boys neck. The foundation quickly comes off and the marks appear. He can feel the grip on his neck tighten with each make appearing.

Once he finishes he takes his hand off the boys neck.

"Take off your shirt." He commands.

Wonwoo has given up at this point and takes off his shirt with no protest. He begins wiping the boys chest again. More marks appearing as he continues. He stops when all the marks he can find are showing.

"Why did you lie to me? Bunny." He asks adding the nickname.

Wonwoo doesn't answer keeping his stare on the ground below him.

The man grabs Wonwoo's thighs again, he digs his nails deep into the flesh.

"Well. Who fucked you then?" He asks.

Wonwoo doesn't answer again. Keeping his eyes to the ground in front of him.

"Wonwoo. I thought we agreed that you're mine." He says.

At this point Wonwoo is sick of this shit.

Why does this matter anymore? I might aswell fail this class. With the path I'm already on I'm going to be dead by 22. He thinks.

He pushes the man off him.

"No im not fucking yours. I didn't agree to this. I can fuck anyone I want. I'm not your bunny. This is shit is so illegal I don't know why I haven't reported you yet. But I'm sure now I fucking will." He shouts.

A force grabs this throat and pushes him against the wall. His air supply is cut off and he begins instinctively clawing at the graps around his neck.

"Do you want to fail?" The man asks in a dark voice. "Or better yet do you want to die?"