Band-Aids On Bruises

Debt

School had not been great so far, just like I expected. Despite my attempts to stay unnoticed by Fisher, I could help but look at him when I passed him and he recognised me. For the rest of math I had to keep my eyes down to avoid his gaze, which was difficult considering that his eyes kept boring into the top of my head.

I don't know why he kept looking at me. He should hate me right now. Why did he keep trying to get me to notice him?

When class ended I basically ran out into the halls to escape him. I merged myself into the hoards of students traversing the halls to get to their next classes and lockers. I didn't need to get anything, so I headed towards my class.

Then, I felt a strong grip on my arm and felt myself being dragged out of the crowd into an empty hall. I had closed my eyes, in a way to silently beg that it wasn't anyone who I didn't want to talk to. When I opened them, I wanted to scream.

Tyler, Brad and Nick were standing in front of me.

"Hey Dustin." Tyler said in a flirtatious tone while Brad and Nick smirked at me.

I didn't respond, instead I turned and began to walk down the hall back towards the crowds of students. I felt a hand grip my arm again, and turned to see Tyler forcefully holding me in place.

"Come on, don't be like that." he cooed while trying to pull me back towards him.

My response was to flip him the bird, then push his hand away and continue towards the non empty halls.

Tyler growled and for a second I thought he was going to let me go, when suddenly I was violently being thrown back and shoved against the row of lockers that were lined up on the wall. Brad and Nick stood to my left and right, while Tyler stood in front of me. Forming a semi circle.

Tyler then went on to question me if I had told anyone or if anyone knew or saw anything. I responded with my words being filled with hate, and I started to sass them. That got Tyler angry and it felt good.

I could see Tyler trying not to do anything, and I thought that I would get away without pain. Once again, I thought wrong. Suddenly, Tyler's hand balled into a fist and slammed into my stomach. He then pressed his face close to mine.

"I don't think you're being truthful you little whore. I asked you, did you tell anyone about anything?" he growled and I felt his hot breath on my face.

"Leave me alone! I haven't told anyone." I spat at him.

Tyler kept me pinned there, against the wall and his body, for another minute as he continued to talk to me. I started struggling when he suggested the idea of hurting Fisher and raping me again.

"Why the he-!!!" I began to shout at him and was suddenly cut off by him pressing his lips onto my mouth. He tried to push his tongue into my mouth when I slapped him as hard as I could across his face, and then pushed him away from me.

  "Why you little!" Tyler yelled and I saw Brad and Nick's hands form into fists and Tyler looked like he was going to murder me. Then, the bell rang and I let out the breath I had been holding.

Tyler sighed "You're lucky pet. Now we'll see you later." he gave me one last look before he, Nick and Brad all walked away. Occasionally looking back and laughing.

I felt a few tears make their way down my face. I didn't know where that courage came from, but it was exhausting and my legs started shaking from fear. 'It's okay.' I told myself 'He's gone now.' I pulled myself together and walked to my next class.

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I was now sitting in my desk while my teacher talked about exams, and what we need to know and be able to do. This was English class, something I was not good at. So instead of listening like I should be, I let my mind wander.