Bullied By B5

Distant memories

Diamonds POV

"Diamond?" Patrick called, incessantly waving his hand in front of my face trying to get my dazed attention.

Finally, I snap out of it. I guess I didn't realize that I was crying, until I felt a salty tear stream down my face and brim at my mouth. I wiped it away quickly.

"Are you crying?"

"No shit Sherlock!" I thought to myself. I try to fully wipe it away. "Um. Uh yeah."

"Look Diamond. I really mean it when I say we're sorry...for everything." Patrick says. I stared at him blankly.

"I'm...pr— never mind." I say, changing my mind.

"No...tell me."

"You wouldn't be able to handle it."

"I will, just tell me." His voice got softer with every word that escaped his mouth.

"I—I can't." I turned around and walked off to class. I wasn't ready to tell them. I didn't even know how to tell them. I entered the classroom and slowly sat at my desk, sitting the text book in front of me.

Distant memories slowly came back to my mind as I stared off into space. As my vision and hearing entered off into another memory, I heard and saw nothing that was happening now.

Flash Back: 2 years ago

I was all alone in the vacant school hall way, putting my book bag into my locker. Or so I thought I was alone.

I started to hear faint footsteps. They grew louder as they eased their way in my direction. A guy's silhouette shown in the distance, heading my way. When he got closer, I saw his face clearly now.

Dustin.

I lowly gasp in fright. I closed my locker slowly when I put my book bag inside. He continued to approach me as I stayed close to my locker, taking glimpses at him from the corner of my eyes.

Then he stopped. He stopped right by me. His stare burned through me while I tried my best not to make eye contact. But it was hard not to. I looked at him. He wore an evil smirk, and his eyes grew dark. Oh no. He's about to do something.

Dustin peered around. "Mmm. Since we're out here alone, Imma need you to do me a huge favor."

"W—what?"

"You see, I haven't got any head in a while."

"I'm not gonna—"

Dustin gets angry. "If you don't do it, Imma tell this whole fucking school that you're a slut."

I was not gonna risk having that reputation. I didn't know what to do. Perform oral sex on him, or be known as the school slut?

"Mhmm...that's what I thought." He yanked my arm and shoved me into the nearby janitorial closet.

He began to unzip his pants. Minutes later, he whipped out his seven-inched friend. I just stood there looking dumb founded, while he stood in front of me.

"Well, what you waitin' for?" I reluctantly got on my knees, positioning myself in front of his manhood.

I glanced up at him. He was looking down at me in an impatient form as I sat there clueless of how to do this.

"And don't bite me either. If you do, I'll slap the shit outta you and still tell the school you're a fucking hoe."

I gulped down hard and slowly inched my mouth towards his dick. I put my tongue at the tip and slowly slid it in my mouth.

I guess he grew more impatient, because he forcefully shoved it into my mouth. I gagged when it hit the back of my throat. I pulled it out and gasped for air. I looked up at him and he just smirked at me.

Bastard.

I shoved it back into my mouth slowly and began to suck. He lowly groaned as I did.

"Go a little faster, mmm." I sucked faster making him groan in pleasure. I wasn't enjoying this like he was. I was having a horrible time. I felt like a dirty whore, and this isn't a nice feeling.

Like almost ten minutes later, he started to moan a little louder as he grasped my hair and pushed my head farther. I gagged a little.

"Mmm, I'm almost there." I guess that was a signal for him coming close to an orgasm.

"Ahh fuck! Damn, almost there." He started to thrust himself into my throat hard. I tried to pull away because I couldn't breathe but he gripped my head tighter and pushed down more.

Then...

warm liquid shot down my throat. The taste was awful and salty. He let out a loud, lengthy moan before releasing his grip on my head.

I fell back on the floor choking and gasping for air. I held my neck and stood to my feet breathing hard. I spat some cum into the mop bucket in the corner. Dustin zipped his pants up chuckling at me. "Damn, that was some good head."

With that, he walked out of the closet. I sat back on the floor, put my arms around my knees and cried into them.

End of Flash Back

"Hellooo? Diamond!" Mrs.Baker waved her hand in my face. I shook out of my flash back and looked at her.

"Class is over. I see you don't have any work done either." I peered around the class room and we were the only two in here.

"Oh...sorry." I quickly grabbed my things and scurried out of the classroom.