Better Off Alone. (Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 5

Shit I got a detention, on the first day that wasn’t like me,  I didn’t even know where to go, I unlocked my locker, and packed my bag slowly trying to work out where the detention would be,  I looked up and the halls were almost empty, except for a few loners, I guess just like me,  

I heard the familiar wheels rolling along the hallway, I turned to look at… 

yep Jason, 

I quickly hurried to finish packing I didn’t want to talk to him, 

I shut the door, and started to walk, 

but I didn’t know where to go, 

well this is gonna make me look stupid, 

I took out my timetable it had a map on the back, I looked at it turning it in different ways to see which way looked like the one I was supposed to read and also trying to work out where I was, 

I heard the one and only opened door close, Jason probably knows where the office is, 

but I can’t ask him. 

I waited for him to walk, he was walking towards me and then straight past me, I scurry after him like a lost puppy, 

he stops and I run into his back, almost falling over from the weight of my bag

“right you. Janitor’s closet now†he says, grabbing my shirt, my bag falls off my arm in the process

“wha-aat?†I say, 

“You know what I said†the first button on my shirt popped open, 

shit was is he doing, 

I’m gonna get raped. 

I hear the door handle open, and we walk into darkness, 

I hit my leg on a broom and it fell onto the floor. 

“Your annoying the fuck out of me, and I know this is the only thing you skanks want!†he says, pushing me into a metal cupboard, his hand are roughly pushing my into this cold cupboard, 

and lips attach to my neck, 

“JASON! GET OFF ME!†I scream, 

he sucked my skin into his mouth, be for nipping it with his teeth, oh god, please no.

I punch his back, 

“JASON!†I try to push him off me, 

I fell on my ass into bottles of cleaning products, 

and I saw a door open and then close, 

“what the fuck†I wasn’t one for swearing but that was worthy of it, 

I felt my neck, it was wet with saliva and it stung a bit, 

I listened in heath class, a hickey is formed when blood vessels in the neck are broken, and leave a bruise and take time to heal, I remember. 

“oh my god†I say again, getting to my feet, 

I walked to the door to check if I could get out, 

I turned the handle,

but it wouldn’t budge, 

holy shit it was locked, 

I searched my pockets, and I had no phone, it was in my school bag which was on the other side of the door, 

just great, 

my shirt had 4 out of 5 buttons undone, so I quickly fixed that, and tried the door again,

 nothing, 

I sat down on the cement and played with my skirt, 

I heard footsteps and I got up and banged on the door 

“help me!!†I yelled while I was hitting the repeatedly with my fists, 

I heard key jangle and then the door opened to reveal Mrs Tuite, 

“Oh My Goodness Dear†she shrieked.