Is This Love?

Chapter Five:

TW - SEXUAL ASSULT

Day after day I continued my lessons, excelling in all except for uglification. I still kept to myself, I had made a few friends well more like acquaintances. Today passed like normal day with meals and lesson after lessons, I was in my final class my favourite one with Lady Lesso. As usual Jack was being annoying and trying to get a rise "Hi beautiful, done anything talented today or just assaulting people?" he began reminding me of my first few days here, I simply ignored him staying quiet. Lesso began her lesson which unfortunately passed quickly during the class I mostly focused on her being absolutely enchanting but also on jack, wanting smash his head against a desk. As Lady Lesso finished her class he turned and yet again began to make remarks, I stared at him dead in the eyes until to my delight he spun around turning towards the front and forcefully slapped himself in the face repeatedly then continued to run out the room, ah finally peace. "Y/n, stay behind" Lesso called towards me, I stood up waiting for everyone to leave the room. 

"Y/n, you alright?" she asked softly, "Fine, nothing I can't handle" I replied staring at her stunning eyes wanting nothing more then for her embrace. A few moments passed my thoughts becoming louder, she slowly walked forwards making me take a few steps back eventually I reached the wall. She placed a knee in-between my legs pinning me in place, I gulped nervous not once had I removed my eyes from hers, her face came close to mine until I could feel her breath upon my lips. She placed her hands around my waist sending chills through my body, my eyes left hers and travelled towards her lips. That's when she pushed me forcefully into the wall but she pushed herself away from me, I looked at her face confused what I saw was anger and confusion, "Y/n!" Lesso shouted. "Never control my mind again" she shouted angrily, "I'm sorry, I didn't realise I was doing it." I replied softly trying to get her to clam down. "Get out!" shouting again banging her cane on the ground to emphasise her anger, my face was red from embarrassment but I could no longer look her in the eyes "sorry I didn't realise I was that repulsive to you" I mumbled as I walked passed her towards the door. My eyes glued to the floor I walked through the corridors tears starting to burn my eyes. 

Lesso face replayed on mind over and over again as I pushed the fork around my plate, she found me disgusting and revolting, it wasn't like anything actually happened  but it still affected me. I understood the position she was in, she was my teacher dean no less and i was nothing but a student however i was 18, an adult. A familiar voice was heard, looking up I saw jack "What's wrong with you, someone get rejected. How sad. Just goes to show you really are unloved." he said in a cool tone. The anger rose in me quickly, filling up and about to boil over he went to go grab my wrist, I stood up quickly and gave him a devilish smile. I punched him square in the face, shocked he stood there motionless however I didn't stop there wrapping my hand around the back of his head I forcefully pushed his head downwards. Jack face plummeted towards the table where it rebounded, surprised he fell backwards landing on the floor, blood started to trickle down the side of his face a small gash had appeared on the side of his forehead. The room was dead silent everybody had shocked faces, Evers were afraid but Nevers where enjoying the entertainment. "Don't ever fucking touch me" I screamed at him turning around filled with rage still, scanning the room I saw Lady Lesso was the only teacher stood up from the teachers table a shocked expression on her face. My face blank showing no emotion I allowed my eyes to leave hers showing I was still pissed and left the room making my way back towards my room.

As I went through the endless corridors, my eyes began to burn for the second time that day, the tears began to spill over the edge and down my cheeks. To my surprise I was forcefully pushed towards the wall, hitting my head blood travelled down face entering my eyes and blurring my vision. I felt hands traveling my body, one hand grabbed both my wrists and pinned them behind my back so I couldn't move, the other hand traveled my body making me feel nauseous. I felt my daggers being removed form their hiding spots, first the one behind my back, next the two by my thighs and lastly the one hidden in my shoe. They were thrown across the corridor my eyes following the movement, but my attacker kept one and a familiar vile voice came to my hears. "I told you not to play with me, you bitch" Jack hissed pressing the dagger towards  my throat, my eyes glared at him with hatred as the blood still trickled down his face from where i had hit him. He removed his belt and tightly wrapped my wrists together pushing them above my head, making me face him. "Get off me!!" I screamed hoping he would see sense or that someone would hear me. He slapped me harshly across the face splitting my lip "You brought this on yourself, you deserve it you worthless piece of shit." he whispered in my ear shoving a cloth into my mouth, muffling my screams.

I kicked my legs out pushing him away, "Now, now. Don't be rude." he spoke calmly enjoying himself in my torture. He violently pushed one of my legs down while the other hand still held my hands, he used one leg to pin my other leg. I felt his repulsive hand travel up my body underneath my shirt, he began to grope me, my body shaking with anger and terror. His body came closer and closer to mine, no matter how hard I tired to push him or crawl away, he was there crushing my body into the floor. I felt the dagger he held trail my stomach, he lightly pressed it into my skin creating a line from the centre of my chest down my stomach towards the top of my trousers, blood filled the empty space he created along with the bruises that slowly began to appear through out my body. The sharp blade popped the thread of the button attaching the fabric of my jeans together, I tried kick or headbutt him but to no avail he simply applied more pressure into keeping me in place. He threw the knife aside and began to pull my trousers towards my knees showing my underwear, I watched as he made eye contact with me grinning as he pulled of my underwear exposing me. Tears streamed down my face, wishing I could be anywhere else. I watched as he struggled to unbutton his trouser, once he had achieved his task he exposed himself and came even closer towards me. 

Another tear fell as I felt him enter me, feeling him starting to find his rhythm. I tried to zone out so that I didn't have to think about it, I felt him slapping against me wishing I was dead, adding another rape to my list.  Several moments passed what felt like hours, his hands started to relax has he was reaching the height of his enjoyment, with all the force I could muster I thrusted my hand down hitting him in the head. Shocked he released me from his grasp, allowing me enough time to crawl away. I felt a sharp kick to my side and another blow came towards my face, knocking me unconscious. I gathered I was only out for a minute as I felt him pushing his revolting body against mine, I stayed frozen in defeat granting him his finish wishing I could just melt into the floor and never resurface. Once he was done, he redressed himself and left my still defiled body upon the concrete stained with blood and tears. I lay motionless until all I could hear was silence, I slowly began to cover my self back up my hands shaking violently, I used the wall for support as I regained my balance stumbling my way towards my daggers. Using the sharp blades I released my hands from their prison revealing raw lines where it had cut into my skin.

I just wanted to leave the corridor. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind. His touch.