𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 ꨄ jamie bower

10

october
「what even are we?」

october was the busiest month for me. my friends plan things with me for the last two weeks of october usually. i was getting bored of our tradition and wanted something a little better. today i have school, but i can't stop thinking about jamie. it's only first period and i already want to go home.

i want to finger myself at home. i want to fuck jamie's face. i was so horny and i couldn't focus on my art. i drew one line for a sketch and then immediately erased it. fuck.. the bell is gonna ring anyway.

i place my empty paper in an art folder and then put away all of my supplies. yvenny comes to my table and leans one leg on the table. "so, you ever go to jamie's house?" she asks. "no, but he came to mine." i smile. "oh my god.. did you guys-" i nod.

"it felt so fucking good.. and he's so huge." i reply. "ugh you're winning at life!" the bell rings and we both take our leave. we're talking and walking until i tell her that i need to find jamie. i find him at his locker and then look at him, giving him fuck me eyes

he looks over at me with the face of a question mark. "i'm horny." i say. "cool?" he replies. what the fuck? was this even jamie? "you don't want to cut class and sneak into the stalls to fuck me?" i ask. he sighs and then opens his locker again, placing his books back.

"ask ian." i lean my head on the locker next to his. "okay." i walk away to test him. he doesn't even come after me. maybe.. oh there he is! i walk towards ian and get real close to him, smiling at him. "hey ian?" i ask. "yeah?" he says. "do you wanna skip class with me?" i ask. "fuck yeah. where we going?" he asks.

"the bathroom.." i give him a seductive stare. "oh! uhh.. sure.." i smile and walk with him to the restroom. jamie is still at his locker, staring at ian and i. jamie then starts walking with us. "where you two headed?" he asks. "oh, we're actually.. i'm actually on my way to fuck your girl." ian replies.

jamie stops walking and so do we. "like hell you are. get your asses back to class or i'll snitch." jamie says. "fuck.. can't risk anything. sorry, adriana." ian shrugs. he starts walking away and there i stand with the most offended expression possible. i'm frozen up with my mouth slightly open and my eyebrows furrowed.

i was mad at jamie for being such a bipolar piece of shit. "come. i'll just call in sick for us." he grabs my arm and drags me along with him while holding a textbook and a notebook with the other arm. we make our way to the parking lot.

the halls were empty and the teachers were lecturing some guy with a cop next to his side. hopefully, they won't check the cameras or they already have. it was the usual class clown getting lectured.

i watched as the cop snatched a bag of weed from his pocket. we pass the office windows and i can no longer see anything, just the outside. "get the fuck in." jamie tosses his textbook through his half open window and then takes his keys out of his back pocket.

he unlocks the door and i get in. after i get in, he moves his textbook to the back and then throws his backpack there as well. we stare at each other with different emotion: anger and anxious.

i didn't know if he was seriously mad but i was making me scared, a level above scared. the slap that he gave me on that sexual night could happen again and that's something i didn't want to happen unless it was a sexual slap like before.