Blackthorn Academy

Chapter Three

Warning; Possible self-harm trigger.

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Maggie's POV:

As if my life couldn't get any worse (worse meaning it was already bad because I broke a nail while trying to claw that bitches eyes out), I found out she was my roomy! I didn't want a fucking roommate! I was perfectly happy without one and now I have...that...thing! Now I can't have sex with Mac on a regular basis because SHE is here! I was complaining with my brothers in the living room when I saw Blair's eyes grow wide. He was staring at that bitch's door. I looked over and she was peeking. That sneaky ass whore. I was about to tell her to mind her own fucking business when Blair got up and started to circle her.  He then did the unexpected. He sniffed her. I burst out laughing when I saw her face get red and her scamper back into her room.  That's right bitch. Get yo stanky ass in that shower. Blair started whining. Like literally like a dog and started scratching her closed bedroom door.  The fuck was wrong with him? Did Felix sell him pot again? Well hey, if your looking for drugs, even I have to admit, Felix was the man to go to. The other boys had erupted in a bunch of whispers and Logan got Blair to stop raping the door. I couldn't help but notice how black Blair's eyes had become. He snapped at Logan and then disappeared into the bitch's room. Logan sighed and sank back onto the couch. Mac finally showed up and saw me. His 18th birthday was tomorrow and he was acting a little different. He saw me and inhaled the air deeply. Thank god I had taken a shower and put my Nicki Minaj perfume on. Wanna smell like sex? Well then Nicki is the chickie to go to. My brothers growled all at once and Mac gritted his teeth and glared at them. I started to get really horny. Like REALLY horny. I wanted sex and I wanted it now. I didn't care who with, it could be with my brothers for all I cared, but I needed sex.

"Shit! Is it a full moon?" I heard Logan mutter to Zach. Zach got up and pulled back my silk black curtains and stared up at the sky.

"Shit." Zach muttered and nodded towards Logan. Mac growled and his eyes blackened to dark abysses which was actually starting to become scary. Then the burning started. A pleasurable burn in between my legs. My legs felt wobbly and I felt kinda light headed. I was about to fall over when Zach caught me and I saw a few of my brothers now holding back a very angry and aroused looking Mac. I had never seen him like this but it was really hot. They pushed a growling and yelling Mac out of my door and slammed it shut. Zach set me down on the couch and got me a glass of water before leaving and locking the door so I couldn't get out. I was too on fire and tired to care or ask what was going on. The fire in my lower stomach began to fade and I breathed a sigh of relief. I then remembered Blair. Was he okay? What the fuck was he doing with that damn whore? Getting her out of my room hopefully...

I got up, slipped out of my clothes and went to go on my laptop. I pulled out my laptop once I was in a bright green cami and some sweat pants and tied my hair in a messy bun as I checked my Facebook.

56 new Facebook messages. Damn. These people need to get lives.

A lot of them were from guys at the school concerning the bitch and the fight. Did I mention its an all boys school except for me and the new girl?

Then I had 17 left. All from Mac. All of them sent just recently. I opened the first one:

Fuck baby I could only imagine the feeling of being inside your tight little wet pussy right now. I try to think about anything but you but all that comes to mind is me tasting your sweet pussy. Come to my dorm baby. Anderson (Mac's roommate) is out visiting his family due to a death. You can scream as loud as you want as I'm pounding into your tight ass babe. Come on and come to papa ;) xxxx -Mac

I moaned as I read the other, more recent and extremely graphic messages. There it was again, the burning sensations that made me want to get Mac to fuck me hard and fast.

I tweeted all my 17k followers on Twitter goodnight, answered a few more Facebook messages and then closed my laptop. I dimmed my lights and started playing sexy music. The beat started to make my pussy throb but I didn't wanna touch myself with that new bitch across the way. Speaking of which, I never heard Blair leave. Maybe I should go and see if she is okay? What the fuck am I saying? That whore tried to kill me today! I would make her life a living hell. I went back on Facebook and pulled a few strings, talked to a few people and started spreading the great rumor I had in store. I smiled when my handiwork was finished. Now wait a few days, sit back, and enjoy my glorious work. I heard a scream. I jolted out of my bed and turned the lights on. I ran into the living room and couldn't believe what I saw.

Mac was fucking that bitch on my couch.

*(I was gonna end it there but I love y'all too much)*

He looked up and his eyes went from black back to his normal colour of blue. I shook my head as he opened his mouth to speak. He looked down and his eyes widened. The skank wiggled out from under him and covered herself. She looked back and forth between Mac and I as if trying to figure out what was happening. The burning was now gone. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes but I held them back. We stood there for what seemed like hours. His eyes held shock, sadness, and the look of a breaking heart.

"You asshole." I whispered and shook my head. This time I couldn't stop the tears.

"No Maggie- no please I---" he started to talk but I shoved him and his clothes out the door and ran into my bedroom crying. The sobs came out in waves. I wanted to be sick. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to beat someone up. My anger soon turned into anger towards the whore living in the room across the living room from mine.

I stormed out and found her in the same shocked position as before. Looking towards the door I heard banging and the pleading of Mac. Then the yelling of my brothers and I turned on her.

"You fucking whore! Who the hell do you think you are waltzing in here like you fucking own the place and then stealing MY boyfriend! Are you fucking kidding me right now? You've been here less than an hour and you are already trying to fuck the man I saw my future with? Now that's all ruined because of your slut ass. Now get you skank little cunt out of my dorm before I fucking throw you out by your god damn hair!!" I shouted at her and her eyes widened.

"GET OUT!!!" I screamed and shoved her half dressed- self into the hallway and slammed the door, locking it from the inside this time. I never wanted a room mate and now I have one and look what happens. My heart was broken and so I did the only thing that ever makes me feel better since I was 14 and my mother died. I went into my room, shattered a nice vase that my dad bought me, and picked up the sharpest shard of vase I could find. I held my wrist out and slid the sharp edge over my skin and let the blood run out of the slit. This was what made me feel. The only reminder that I was real. I was a lot more than I seemed to be.I wasn't just the top popular girl. I was troubled. More troubled than I'd ever like to admit. And at that moment, aside from the Mac incident, my biggest trouble, was that on my second slice of the blade, I cut far too deep.

And the blade cut open a large blood vessel.