Entry #25

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TWs for minor physical and sexual abuse! Stay safe, everyone!!

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i was at drama club the monday after mine and Jimmy's date, texting Jimmy if he wanted to hang out after practice, when zach noticed me.

"what are you doing?" he demanded, still angry from saturday. i didn't bother looking up from my phone. i was angry, too.

i just rolled my eyes and scoffed. "nothing."

"that doesn't look like nothing to me."

i sighed before looking up at Zach. "mind your beeswax, asshole," i snapped, startling even myself. "it's none of your- mmph!" i squirmed when he clamped a hand over my mouth, though zach let go no more than a few seconds later when i bit him. "what is wrong with y-"

"watch your tone with me," zach warned.

"what does it matter what i'm- hey!" zach reached over and snatched my phone from me, and i reached up, bouncing on my toes to try to get my phone back. i gasped when zach shoved me hard against the wall. my head hit the wall first, then my shoulders, and i felt like crying. it hurt so bad.

"god, why are you so fucking rude?" i said, rubbing the back of my head.

zach was glaring down at my phone. "who the hell is Jimmy?" he sneered.

i groaned and reached for my phone again, Zach only held it up again.

"who is Jimmy?"

"no one!"

zach scoffed. "no one, huh?" he brought my phone down to read my texts. "on friday you texted, 'hey, Jimmy. want to meet at the moonshine diner down the street from the school tomorrow?'" he glared down at me, but i was already scowling at him. "yeah, he's definitely nobody."

"am i not allowed to have friends?" i crossing my  arms as he leaned back against the wall. "he's the guy that plays romeo."

"of fucking course it is," zach grumbled. He shoved my phone at me. "what's with your little infatuation with him, anyway? i'm supposed to be your boyfriend."

i sighed, trying to ignore the rage flaming inside me. "oh, i don't know," i said. he's better than you. "he's funny." he doesn't hurt me. "kinda cute." i can be myself around him. "oh, and he's not a jerk."

"so i'm a jerk now?"

"put two and two together, idiot."

"watch it, cupcake."

"make me."

he shoved me against the wall again and kissed me. i squirmed until i was able to push him away.

"get off of me!" i whined, turning my face away so zach couldn't kiss me. i whimpered when zach grabbed my jaw and forced me to face him. "you're such an asshole-" i whined again when he shoved his leg between mine, and i started to cry.

i hated zach.

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