It was 5:30 am and I didn't get not one ounce of sleep last night. I kept thinking about...him. Every time I closed my eyes I could see his chocolate ones looking back at me. I could feel his hands running up and down my body. I would even feel his breath on my neck. "Uugghhhh! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME!" I got out of my bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for school.
I looked in the mirror and saw the bags under my eyes. I've never stayed up so late in my whole life. Like yeah ok maybe 2 or 3 in the morning but at least I would get sleep. But this, this was ridiculous. I turned on the shower and got in. I stood there for at least 15 minutes think about my life. "FUCK" I said as I remembered I had a test today. "DAMN IT" I just remembered that that class I have a test in my bully/wants to be my boyfriend is in there. I banged my head on the wall and wondered how much worst the day could get.
* Sigh* I slowed washed my body as I started to think about all the things that might be on the test and how much I was about to fail it. I was cut out of my thoughts when my mom banged on the door saying she had to take a shower too. I quickly rinsed my body off and cut off the water. I grabbed my towel, wrapped my body in it, and headed to my room. I got dressed, put my hair in a ponytail, up all of my school supplies in my backpacked, and went down stairs. It was 7:15 and I had to be to school at 9, so I made me some breakfast and sat down on the couch and watched TV until 8:15. At that time my mom was ready and we headed out to the car and she took me to school.
During the ride I just stared out the window, wondering when Aizen was going to come back for me and where he was going to take me. I couldn't help but to cry silently in the back of the car. I didn't want to be Aizen's sex slave but I don't know how to defend myself from him. And even if I did I'm pretty sure that would only lead to him beating me half way to death and still having his way with me. So basically I'm helpless against that monster.
I felt the car stop and I quickly whipped my face and looked at my mom. She could tell that I was crying and just gave me a weak smile and told me that she loved me and that everything was going to be ok. I reached forward and pulled her into a hug. I tightened my embrace on her and told her that I loved her too. I pulled away and got out of the car. Before closing the door I looked back at her and smiled. "I hope you have the best day ever mom, and I'll see you after school." She gave me the same weak smile as before and turned her head away. I just took the hint and closed the door. I walked inside of school and the first person I run into is my bully, Noritora. The since first time I met him, him and me were friends but one day he told me about his feelings towards me and I turned him down. After that day he went around and told people that I was an obsessed slut and that just wanted the "D" and that's why I was always around him. The more rumors he spread the less friends I had. Most of them left because they didn't want to deal with the drama of being friends with a slut. Now and days the only friend I have is Ichigo and his friends. I only talk to him though I've never talked to anyone else. I know his friend Renji was always trying to talk to me but that was another story. Anyway back to the present.
Noritora spotted me and walked over to me with him and his gang. "Hey look guys, the little slut is here." All of his friends laughed at me as he pulled my hair. I whined in pain and he just chuckled. "So little slut, what have you been up to other than sucking dick and bending it over for anyone and everyone." He pulled my hair even harder when I didn't answer him. "Fuck you Noritora, you're just mad because I don't want to date you. I bet the thought of me sucking other man's dick and bending it over for him to fuck the life out of me just bothers the shit out of you doesn't it" I said as I looked up to him with a smug look. "If it makes you feel any better someone fucked the shit out of me last night. Do you want to see the bite marks he left behind?" I asked as I pulled my collar down so he could see the hicky/bite marks.
