Chapter 54: I was born to fuck things up

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When I come to school in the morning I feel great. Austin's gonna come over right after school and then we'll have the whole night together in my room. Just the thought of it makes my cheeks hurt from grinning so much.

Until I feel a hand on my arm, aggressively dragging me into the closest classroom, which turns out to be the empty biology lab.

As the door closes with me pressed against it I find myself face to face with an angry looking Adam.

I fucked up.

Adam is pretty tall and extremely muscular. He probably hits the gym three times a week. Now with his arms easily holding me in place, there's no doubt his muscles aren't just an aesthetic.

"Are you trying to threaten me?" He asks me.

Shit, I'm scared. But I know that I have the upper hand with his secret. So I try to sound confident with my words.

"It must be hard to see others living out your dreams every day, right? All those years of pretending, when actually you're just a cocksucker yourself." I say sassily.

It sounded like a good thing to say in my head. But when his fist collides with my jaw it suddenly seems like the wrong idea.

I stumble to the side, bringing my hand to my jaw instantly. He just hit me like that. What the hell?

"Shut up." He demands and grabs my hoodie to pull me towards him. His angry face looks ridiculous up close. If I wasn't almost pissing myself I'd find it funny.

"If you hit me one more time I'm gonna just tell everyone your secret." I threaten him.

He pushes me hard, making me slam into the wall. He steps closer and pushes my back against the wall with his hands against my shoulders. My poor backpack is getting squashed. Of course today I had to bring tangerines, they're probably mashed by the time I get out of here.

"Good luck talking once I'm finished with you." He says with a crooked smile.

Can someone please explain to me how I always get into fights with tall, strong psychos?

Maybe I should stop being so provocative.

"Woah. Okay. I wouldn't do anything I regret if I were you. I won't hesitate to expose you. You know the news will spread like wildfire." I tell him.

"What makes you think you're in a position to talk back?" He asks me, raising his brows.

I gulp when I look at his angry looking eyes. Psycho.

He smiles and lets go of me, stepping back. "I tell you how it goes. You keep your mouth shut because no one's gonna believe you anyways. Harry and you aren't really on good terms right now, did you break up because of Austin or something? Well, he won't admit anything, so who'd believe a made up lie like this? If you wanna be able to walk out of here with your own legs you gotta nod your head to let me know you understood."

I look at him wide eyed and slowly nod my head. Woah, in a way Noah could have said the exact same thing to me.

He smiles and raises his arm to pat my shoulder, making me flinch. "Smart boy." He says and then drops his smile. He kicks his leg against my ankle and at the same time pushes his hand on my shoulder, making me fall to the floor.

"Next time you better think before texting me empty threats." He says and then kicks into my stomach.

And it's not just a little kick. It's actually a pretty hard kick.

Oh fuck. That hurts. I whimper in pain and roll into a ball on the floor, trying to protect my stomach with my arms and legs.

He crouches down to me. "You know, I took it easy on you. But you practically begged me to beat your stupid face with your cocky attitude." He says with a smile.

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