Forcing Me - Werewolf Story

Thirteen

ASHTON'S POV

God, she freaking drives me crazy, and I had only known her for a frickin day. I desperately needed a cold shower for the tent in my pants I sported. I shook my head and quickly walked out of the janitors closet. I walked to my class, I was upmost positive I had with her. If it wasn't the same class then I would change my classes to hers. Nobody would be able to get near what was mine without me knowing it. I had AP Science this class. I walked into the class and looked around to see if Paylen sat in the classroom. She didn't and it made me want to punch something. So that's what I did. I punched the door, leaving a huge dent in the wood.
I heard a throat clear after a few seconds and looked up to see the whole class and the teacher Mr. Brothel stare at me.
" Mind explaining what you just did there?" Mr. Brother asked with a knowing smirk on his face. he knew I was an Alpha so he understood my rage. Many times he had seen me loose control.
" Umm, I punched the door. I'll pay for it." I said walking over to my seat that just so happened to be right beside Cayliey. She humphed and turned her body away from me. I growled warning her. Nobody disrespected me by ignoring me. Except Paylen, who had gotten very good at it.
" No Mr. Caves, what you did was something to do with science. Inertia." He said walking over to his desk taking three different slips of paper off his desk then writing something on all three. He then calmly walked over to my desk and laid all slips down.
One paper was a write up for punching the door. The other was an excuse to go to the nurse at the end of class, and the last one was a tardy slip.
F***.
" Come on James." I said groaning, " you know Danny's gonna have my a** for this."
His eyes flashed warning.
" It's Mr. Brothel, and I know I've been wanting a reason to get my popcorn out and it looks like tonight I'm gonna get it. Let's plan Danny's little outburst at about six shall we?" He said smiling smugly at me.
I groaned.
F*** him.
I turned to Cayliey and saw that she was laughing. I stared at her and made her glare at me. My gosh you call out a different girls name during sex and you get sh** all day.
" Dick." She whispered harshly.
I smirked.
" Yes, I do got one Cayliey, keep up you know that." I said loudly, knowing full well that one of her sex toys were in here.
She fumed.
" You shut the f*** up, go f*** that little slut you were calling and screw her."
" Maybe I will." I said smugly.
" Good maybe the poor girl will realize how good her last mother f***er was." She said staring at me with rage.
" Pardon?" I asked.
" I mean to say, your not that good. Clearly not that bright either." She said chuckling.
" Oh really?" I said smirking.
"Yeah really!" She said raising her eyebrows.
I quickly moved my hand up her leg and watched her shiver from my touch. I knew I had that effect on her, and I also knew I was the best f*** that she had ever had.
A small moan escaped her mouth.
" What were you saying again?" I asked smiling, while slowly taking my hand away from under the skirt she had conveniently wore today. Or whored.
" F*** you!" She said scooting her seat away from me.
I could tell she was turned on, but she resisted because of her pride. I smiled smugly and leaned back in my chair. Now I had an even harder hard on.
I sat and stared out the window throughout half of the lesson until Cayliey scooted up to me and told me we had a partner project to do.
" Okay," I said when she told me. " Do it."
She shook her head.
" Hell no." She said shoving a piece of paper toward me. " You are helping this time.You practically forced me to do it with sex last time and since you're not getting any this time around you got to help me." She said huffing.
" Ok." I said biting my lip, then leaning closer to whisper in her ear. " If you want to know what being forced feels like, I'm up for role play." I said softly leaning in to nibble on her spot behind her ear, knowing she likes it.
I drew back when it didn't feel right. It wasn't Paylen. It was Cayliey. I shook my head then picked up the pencil and started on the plans of our project.
" Tease." I heard Cayliey say before looking down at her own paper and getting the lab sheet part done.
I felt a pain of guilt. I had teased Paylen, now I was teasing Cayliey. I needed to stop, and the only way to stop was to get Paylen by my side. To do that I needed to learn what she was afraid of. As I thought of this I remembered what she screamed in the janitors closet. I needed to find what she was calling her father for, and why she was so scared. Why she always acted scared.
I heard the bell ring, gave Cayliey my paper, and literally ran out of the classroom. I could leave for my lunch period and come back, but first a trip to the front office for a look in my mates files.
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PAYLEN'S POV

We stood in front of the class for a few seconds in silence.
" Yes, my names Paylen." I said slightly waving feeling my face become red with all this attention I was getting.
" Great, we were actually just about to call role. Seeing as you are new you will not get a tardy slip." She said staring at me like I was a pest. Turning to Jonny she scowled.
" You are getting a tardy slip." She said walking to her desk.
Jonny chuckled.
" Wouldn't have it any over way Mrs. Be-yotch." He said going to his seat which just so happened to be next to the only empty seat in the room.
Quickly I went over and sat beside Jonny, while Mrs. Beyonthe called role.
As she got to my name, I waited and said here on the dot.
When she got to the M's she called a Jonathon Madisc. Nobody answered but I knew that the person she was calling was here because no seats were empty.
She called the name again.
Silence.
She called the name again.
Silence.
Finally she looked up and stared straight at Jonny.
"Mr. Madisc, I have called your name three times, do you mind answering", she growled.
Jonny nodded.
" Yes actually I do. One my name is Jonny. Everyone calls me Jonny, it's like you can't bring yourself to say one less syllable then you have to!" He said throwing his hands in the air then proceeding to clap his name out.
" Jon- née!" He said.
" Jon- o - than!" He said, then tapped his finger on his chin.
" Hmm, seems to me that the word Jonny would be easier for you Mrs. Be-yotch."
Chuckles filled the room only making Jonny go longer in his tirade.
" Another reason I didn't say anything was because, you obviously knew I was in this mother trucking classroom so what was the point. I mean are we playing a game where we act like you didn't see me walk in, and give me a fudging tardy slip?" He yelled waving the piece of paper in the air."
I looked at the teacher and saw she was not pleased.
" Jonathan. I will not tolerate this." She said coldly.
" You aren't tolerating anything, I'm the one who has to listen to you call me the wrong names, and talk about crap we don't have to know for the future. We are the one tolerating you, we basically make your money for you." He said both of his eyes glowing. He was getting really riled up and it scared me.
The teacher had now started to go on with what she was doing but Jonny was still staring at her in pure anger, and the rest of the students was staring at Jonny. Slowly he inhaled and exhaled. I put my hand on his shoulder and smiled at him to try to calm him down. Everyone around me gasped at the sight of me touching him. he looked over confused, with rage in his two different colored eyes. I watched in terror as he growled at me but quickly gained control of him.
He turned to Mrs. Beyonthe and spoke.
" Do. Not. Call. Me. Jonathan. Again." He said before turning to me, and holding my chin in his warm hands.
" And you Paylen need to learn not to touch me when I'm mad. Understand?" He asked smirking.
I nodded confused. I was just trying to console him.
"Thank you, even though I know it's hard to keep your hands off this smoking body." He said turning to watch the teacher at the board.
We sat there until the bell rang. When it was over I felt Jonny take hold of my hand.
Walking out of the classroom, Jonny turned to me,
" See I told you. A- plus class bitch," he said chuckling.
I nodded, " You were so right."

THIS IS THE CREATION OF SOMEONE IN WRITERS BLOCK...IM SORRY, PERSONALLY IT IS SUCKY TO ME, BUT I REALIZED THAT SOME OF MY READERS DIDNT LIKE THE PLOT TWISTS AS MUCH AND WANTED A FEW CONVERSATIONS TO GO ON. I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS AND LOVE JONNY AS MUCH AS I DO. SO SASSY!😂
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