My Bully is a WEREWOLF!!

Chapter 4

The next morning I woke up with a banging in my head. "Oh!!" I groaned. I opened my eyes and hissed. The hell! What am I a vampire now? I got up and ran to the shower. 

Today I was supposed to meet Josh at his house. We were gonna spend the day together and maybe I'll sleep over. I didn't have to pack any clothes because I already had a lot of clothes at his house. 

I put on a pair of white skinny jeans with blue tank-top and blue flats. I only wear skinny jeans and tank-tops. Don't ask why. I grabbed my cell phone, checking my messages, while going down the stairs. 

"Mom?" I yelled out when I got to the kitchen. 

"Yes, Sweetheart. Can I spend the day at Jelly's house and maybe the-" I stopped talking after looking up from my phone, seeing Brandon sitting at the island, "... and maybe the night."

"I guess that's alright, but Brandon here wanted to talk to you before you go honey. Stay for breakfast," she told me, putting a plate of eggs and beacon in front of me, and walking out of the kitchen.

"Who's Jelly?" Brandon asked after a few moments. 

"My best friend," I informed. I've been calling Josh Jelly since we were kids. I never called him that when he's around, only with my parents. He said it messed with his over-cool, sexiness, and his magnet on girls. Smh!

"Are you gonna tell me who?" he asked. 

"Nope," I said popping the 'p' at the end. I haven't looked at him once since sitting here, next to him. I just sat here eating and answering his questions...unwillingly.

"So you ran from me..." he started, not finishing.

"Yeah, what did you expect? I'm not gonna stay there, having unwilling sex with you," I replied in a monotone voice, "Isn't that called rape?"

 'I wasn't gonna rape you," he said getting annoyed.

"But I didn't want to. You had my freaking pinned to the wall!" whisper-shouted, finally looking at him. I regret that. He was staring at my with an angry, annoyed look on his face.

"How many times do I have to tell you to watch that fu*king tone of yours," I cringed away from him, scared of what could happen.

"Mom?" I quickly called out. 

"Yes, honey?" she called back from where she was.

"I'm leaving now," I told her getting up.

"I'll walk you out," he said loud enough for my mom to hear. I heard her low "that's so sweet" if she only knew.

I got up walking out, hoping nothing bad would happen. Just my luck! He pinned my against the wall right next to the door, "Next time you gonna talk to me like that, there's gonna be a fist in your face," he warned. Then he started to grind on my, grabbing my bottom in his hands. I felt tears forming in my eyes as he began to move harder and faster. I heard him groan and then he pulled away, "See you at school," he said walking away. I quickly pulled myself together and walked out the door.