The Devils Heat

Chapter 7

They were the motherfuckers who harassed her when she first dated Akari?

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 Miras' back thuds into a locker, binder falling from her hands. She looks up, face flushed. "What-"

A hand closes around her throat. It was big and rough, and I pinned her. "Aww little bunny. You're so cute," his voice coos. And she grabs his wrist, trying to pry it off, with no success.

"Who a-are you," she sputters, struggling to get her words out, with the pressure on her neck. She sees a girl with curly brown hair peek her head into Miras' view.

A grin spreads across his face. "Alexandr," he answers with one word.

The girl beside him answers, " Samara."

Aren't they scared that Im gonna snitch? Miras brain twisted, trying to understand why they gave her their names. Were the fake names?

"Ya'know... you're dating Akari."

Of course I know who I'm dating.

His hand loses its grip on her neck and moves up to Miras jaw, passing a thumb over her lip. "And you're adorable too aren't you?" he pauses, letting that sink in. "How about you let me fuck you. You're girlfriend too. She doesn't have to come though," He leans down to her ear, and whispers, "Bet you look nice and pretty fucked out, hmm?" He moves away from her, and slips a thin piece of paper into her hands.

Miras eyes are still wide as she watches them walk away. Was she fortunately spared from the embarrassment of this, not having to experience it during school hours? Or was she unlucky? She slowly unfolds the lithe piece of paper, reading the scrawled-out 10-digit number. A sour taste grew in her mouth, and she crumpled it up and threw it to the side.

It happened again, and again, Forceful asks why she hadn't even responded yet. Alexandr got more and more aggressive and touchy, only restraining himself from ripping the sweatshirt - that Akari gifted to her - and only because an adult had passed by, with the threat of suspension.

Mira told Akari though, Right after it happened the first time. Akari said that she would talk to them, but got aggressive the moment they got in arm's length. The second time too. She didn't stop until teachers had to peel her off. And Alexandr left with a bloody nose, and purple eye. That didn't stop him though.

Mira stopped telling Akari. She didn't need her to worry. Akari deserved to worry about more important things. Mira was strong. She could handle it.

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It doesn't matter anymore. They were all adults now. Things should've changed, right?

A/N: Once again, I was so tired while writing these! Please do correct me of any mistakes 😪