Freak?

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Song: Dead girl walking heathers

You were peacefully sitting at the table in cafe, that was placed near your university, when a waitress gave you your ice-cream. You saw a piece of paper. Next death threat of course. The waitress was a member of a cool pack of girls in your university. They were pretty and popular, and for some reason they decided to make your life a living hell. It might be cause by their jelaousy about your good results in studying. However, you weren't the best one in your group. There was a girl, her name was Eva propably that was always the best. Some called her teachers' pet, but you watched her carefully and came to conclusion that she was just talented and hard working. You didn't know much about her though. Everyone thought that she was a freak, always dressed in black with strange look.

But she fascinated you. You just didn't have a courage to come to her and start comfersation, mainly because you were scared that the popular girls would decide to do something even worse to you. You weren't allowed to have friends.

At the beginning, you wondered why you were their prey, not her. And then only one situation was enough for you to understand.

One of the mentioned girls has mistaken you for her in the library. She was high and wanted to show the leader that she was worth something. Fucked up. So she got an idea to throw your books all over the room. But when she grabbed one, Eva's reaction was fast. She just kicked the girl lightly, so she dramatically fell in the ground. She kneeled next to her and dodged the hit. Then everything was so fast... But the girl ended with broken nose.

You were sitting at your desk, checking your notes.

Y/N?

You raised your head to see Eva. It looked like she wasn't wearing any make up, but you still thought that she's beautiful. Especially her hair, it looked messy, but still you admired her.

You know my name?

Of course sweetheart.

You heard that she had an accent, propably French.

Can I take a picture of your notes?

Um... Sure.

You tossed the papers to her. She quickly took a few pictures with her phone. You saw that she had a dog on wallpaper.

Thank you dear.

No problem.

As soon as she left and went to her seat, your bullies showed up. They ripped the papers from your arms.

Couldn't you do it like Eva? I'm not a problematic person.

Is she your girlfriend?

Wha... No!

Liar!

They destroyed your notes and left. One of them looked above her shoulder and said that you have to show in the bathroom after that class. What could they do? Steal your money? Beat you? Not today. Maybe thanks to your previous conversation with Eva, you got a courage that you've never had before.

You chased after the mysterious girl and followed her to her house. She lived in small flat in the block. You stood in front of her door, not knowing where she disappeared.

What do you want?

You jumped and turned to see her, standing behind you with amrs crossed.

I... I need help.

It was the first time you dared to tell someone about your problems.

You ended up, talking until midnight and playing with her dog. Just as you thought she wasn't scary, but interesting as hell.

Oh, I got a song that describes my situation.

The demon queen of high school has decreed it
She says Monday, 8 a.m, I will be deleted
They'll hunt me down in study hall
Stuff and mount me on the wall
Thirty hours to live
How shall I spend them
I don't have to stay and die like cattle
I could change my name and ride up to Seattle
But I don't own a motorbike
Wait, here's an option that I like
Spend these 30 hours gettin' freaky, yeah
I need it hard
I'm a dead girl walking
I'm in your yard
I'm a dead girl walking
Before they punch my clock
I'm snappin' off your window lock
Got no time to knock, I'm a dead girl walking
Y/N, what are you doing in my room
Sorry, but I really had to wake you
See, I decided I must ride you 'til I break you
'Cause Heather says I gots to go
You're my last meal on death row
Shut your mouth and lose them tighty-whities
Come on
Tonight I'm yours
I'm your dead girl walking
Get on all fours
Kiss this dead girl walking
Let's go, you know the drill
I'm hot and pissed and on the pill
Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking
And you know, you know, you know
It's 'cause you're beautiful
You say you're numb inside
But I can't agree
So the world's unfair
Keep it locked out there
In here it's beautiful
Let's make this beautiful
That works for me
Yeah, full steam ahead
Take this dead girl walking
(How'd you find my address)
Let's break the bed
Rock this dead girl walking
(I think you tore my mattress)
No sleep tonight for you
Better chug that Mountain Dew
(Okay, okay)
Get your ass in gear
Make this whole town disappear
(Okay, okay)
Slap me, pull my hair
Touch me there and there and there
And no more talking
Love this dead girl walking

It suits so well, doesn't it?

The last part too?

You blushed but she slowly leaned and kissed your lips softly.

She tastes like cigarettes.

You thought and felt her pushing you into the bed. She slowly took your clothes off, leaving only bra and panties on.

Am I your first?

You nodded.

I want words honey.

Yes Eva.

Do you want to do this?

You swallowed nervously.

Yes.

She gave you a genuine smile and took of her clothes. You stared at her in awe.

Do you enjoy the sight?

She smiled and kissed you once again. Then she went down you your jaw, neck and finally chest.

You need to help me.

You raised your ass, so she could take your panties off. She threw them in the corner of the room and started kissing your thighs. She traced her finger through your folds.

Is this your first time too?

Unfortunately not.

You just nodded, not knowing how to react. Maybe it's better that she's experienced more than you?

Do you want me to stop darling?

N-no. Please continue Eva.

I love the sound of my name coming from your mouth.

You smiled, but then quickly gasped, feeling her fingers sliding inside your pussy. You squezzed the sheets and closed your eyes. She started thrusting into you. You felt her mouth touching your sensitive area. The compilation of her fingering you and sucking your clit, didn't take long to make you cum.

You've masturbated before of course, but the pleasure never was so intense. You screamed as the wave came through your body. You arched you back, wanting it to last longer.

You cuddled into her bare chest.

I didn't hurt you, did I?

She asked when she felt your tears at her skin.

N-no. It was amazing.

She grabbed your chin softly and kissed your cheeks, cleaning then from tears.

From now on you have to stick by my side and you'll be safe.

Fine mommy.

She chuckled at the name you gave her.

I'll have to marry you to thank you.

And you kept your promise.

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