My Poison ✔️

~Eight~

When I sat down in class next to Ethan, I turned back to look at Bennett. He looked upset but more so, mad.

I pleaded with my eyes but he was blinded by rage and didn't see that I needed help. I would have to keep silently asking for help until he got the message.

He was so mad at me. My eyes were glassy as I looked away from him and back to the front of the class.

Ethan noticed and turned around to smirk at Bennett before putting his arm around me. I flinched and tried to move it but he kept his arm firmly around my shoulders.

"Ethan please not right now." I mumbled.

"Shut up and pay attention." He was not taking my shit and was quick to shut me down.

I rolled my eyes and listened to the lecture in all spanish. Our teacher mostly spoke in spanish and expected us to understand.

When it was time for us to work in our books, Ethan removed his hand which I was thankful for. I was working on a page when I got confused. I would always ask Bennett for help because he was understood more Spanish than me.

I saw Ethan working quickly. He clearly knew what he was doing. I really don't want to ask him for help though.

I don't have a choice do I?

I mentally cursed myself before whispering to him.

"Ethan?"

"Yes darling?" He looked up at me.

"C-could you help me?" I hated asking him.

"Sure. On what?" He moved closer to me.

"Uhm. Seven through twelve. I don't get it." He moved closer to me and I regretted asking him. I would rather have asked Logan and that's saying something.

He started explaining it to me and I just sat there taking it in. Once he finished and I understood, he backed up.

"Thanks." I gave him a small smile. He was in a good mood so I didn't want to ruin that.

"Of course darling." He returned the smile. I hated that nickname so fucking much.

The bell rang indicating it was time for fourth period so I got up. "I won't see you again so I will call you later." He said to me before I left.

"But you don't have my number."

"I do." He smirked. "Now go to class darling."

I nodded and ran off. I wanted to catch up to Bennett and apologize. Maybe even give him a hint that I needed help.

I saw him ahead of me so I took bigger steps.

"Bennett! Bennett please wait!" I called. He reluctantly stopped and turned to me.

"What Bailey." His stare was dark.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't want to-" I saw behind him that there was one of Ethan's goons eyeing me. He pulled his phone out ready to call Ethan.

"To...? Finish the sentence Bailey." Bennett brought me back to him.

"I have to go. I'm sorry." I looked up at him with sad eyes.

"No." He grabbed my arm before I could walk away. "I regret going up to you on the first day of school. You knew what you were doing. You played me. The first girl I actually liked a lot. Go to hell Bailey." He shook his head and walks away.

His words hurt. So much. I stopped myself from having a breakdown and went over to Ethan's goon.

"Did you call him?" I asked reluctantly.