Trapped

Chapter 4

I could see in my peripheral vision. The whole class had stood up. But the pain was making it harder for me to concentrate. It felt as if my hair was being yanked out from the roots. "Mr.James, Sir, please let me go. You're h-hurting m-m-me.", I stammered. "And you still haven't answered my question.", he growled, pulling furthermore. "Mr James, you have no right-", Blake started, but she was silenced with just a look. "Well?", he asked me. "You know if you just answer me I'll let it go. But it seems you like the pain huh?", he smirked. I could't catch up. I was confused. The person whom I looked up, was he capable of such an act? I was terrified. "N-nothing just d-distracted Sir.", I stammered again. All of a sudden, the pressure was released and sat up staright massaging my sore scalp as tears filled my eyes. Mr. James walked over to the front of the class. And began pouring in the other students which came here to learn. Other teachers followed the students. We were all crammed up in that small place. "So.", began Mr.Dave. "The moment we all have been fearing is here. The Tangos' have successfully overthrown the government. And it gives me the most joy to announce that we are your rightful owners. Now, we can co-operate with each other and make this easier for all of us. Or-"

"Or we can make you co-operate the hard way. Don't you agree, Miss. Edwards?", Mr.James cut Mr.Dave off as his eyes narrowed menancingly at me. I was too scared. Words couldn't form themselves on my tongue. "Miss.Edwards. Do you want me to show you the hard way again? If not, then answer. NOW.", he bellowed. I jumped in my seat and grabbed Blake's hand. "Y-yes.", I mumbled looking down. "So now that all is cleared, we can resume the lectures. Students go to your own classrooms. Your respective teachers will follow you."

I couldn't believe what was happening. And Mr. James had scared the shit out of me. I looked around the class, hoping that somebody would just stand up and tell us what happened now was a joke. But unfortunately it wasn't. This wasn't a dream, nor a joke. This was reality in which now we were stranded.

"You may all move upstares to the spare classrooms where we have put sleeping bags. Jade?", I heard my name and looked up. Mr.James was smirking at me. "Y-yes sir?", I stammered again pathetically. "Stay back.", he replied, winking. I felt disgust roll inside me for the man whom I had respected so much. To whom I had looked up to. I simply nodded, while he ordered everyone to scram.

"Yes sir?", I walked over to where he was standing, swallowing my disgust.

"Nothing.. I just wanted to let you know that you are going to be my personal whore.", he said briskly as if he had no care how I would feel. Well, obviously he didn't.

"Excuse me?", I stared at him aghast. "Yeah you heard me right.", he said.

"No. This can't be. You're my teacher. No.", I said shaking my head back and forth while backing away from him.

"WAS your teacher sweetheart.", he replied smirking. "Now I'm your owner. And I am entitled to take whatever I want. From you."

"Why me? There so many other girls.", my voice shaking.

"Well you see", he bagan while walking towards me. "Your hair.", he twirled my brown lock around his fingers. "Which I would love to pull over and over again.", tugging my hair gently. "Your skin.", he ran his palms against my bare elbows. "Your body.", he trailed his fingers along my neck nearing dangerously towards my cleavage.

Suddenly, he twisted my hand around so that he moved behind me. I cried out in surprise. I was sure it was going to be aching for days. I struggled against him, making him squeeze my hand tighter.

"Listen here whore. You do as I say, you give me whatever I want and you won't get hurt. But you go against me and I will make you pay which will make you regret ever going against me.", he said his eyes narrowing. "You got it?", he growled. I meekly nodded.

"Good girl.", and he shoved me towards the door.

Shaking, I took the elevator to the 6th floor. As soon as I got off, Blake came rushing towards me, with two of our friends, her eyes watery.

"Are you alright?", Mileha asked me. She was a pretty blonde with coal black eyes. Rare combination. I know. "Jade just answer her!", Blake screeched while shaking me by my shoulders.

"I'm fine.", I replied weakly sinking down in a chair while massaging my temples.

"Alright.. Just go inside and lie down. You'll feel better. We can talk later.", Blake said while handing me a paper cup filled with coffee.

I sipped my coffee, hoping to ease the headache brewing. Suddenly I heard Blake.

"No! Leave me!! Let go of me. Drake, no. Stop! You're hurting-"

The cup fell off to the ground as I shot up, watching in horror as Blake was getting dragged roughly by Drake.

Her brother.