As I walked down the halls of Lakewood high, I took time to notice all the small things I had ignored before today. There was hardly anyone here besides teachers and people in clubs.
Today was the day I had been dreading all week. I was responsible for tutoring a group of Chubz students, which should be the most amazing thing ever.
I hope you realized that was sarcasm cause if you didn't, you might need to speak to a doctor.
As I was walking with my head down, I felt someone come up behind me. Their scent was strangely familiar and the stranger wrapped their arms around my waist then pulled me closer to them. Goosebumps rose to my skin
I knew this feeling anywhere. I remember the way this felt.
I inhaled in his scent one more time, basking in it before I attempted to pull myself away from him
Before I could, he pulled me back to his chest and rub his manhood against my ass.
I tried to resist the sound I knew was going to come from my mouth but me being the dumb ass that I am, let out a soft moan that was honestly just a little above a whisper but Jacob was close enough to hear it. I didn't try to moan but if I was being truthful with myself, it felt nice.
Jacob moved his head closer to me and pushed my hair behind my ear and whispered "you like that Z ?" his voice was husky and sexy but there was no way I was giving in.
"Dickhead," I said elbowing him in his stomach.
I heard a groan and before I could get far I felt a hand grab my wrist and spin me around pushing me back onto to the lockers hard.
"Zion, keep your damn hands to yourself," Jacob ordered with hooded eyes.
"Don't tell me what the fuck to do," I demanded, rolling my eyes.
" You are so fucking annoying," he stressed,sighing heavily.
" Then stay the fuck away from me like I've asked you, several times before." I snapped at him
This time, he was the one who seemed to be mad.
"You just don't get it, do you? I can't stay away from you Zion. I don't know how. You may have all of these people in this school fooled but I know you and I mean the real you too. " He confessed as he stared deep into my eyes
I shook my head, denying his words.
"The sweet, caring, you. The one that tips waitresses extra to try and make their day better. The girl that won't pick flowers because she claims that beautiful things always die and you didn't want to be the cause of their death.The Zion that would hold your hand through every step of the way no matter what the situation was. You used to be filled with so much life. You used to smile more. You used to laugh a lot too. I've seen you in the hallways Z. You never smile or laugh or give off any type of emotion to anyone besides anger. You're not you anymore," His eyes never left mine. Not even once.
He made me feel so vulnerable. I felt like I might have broken down In tears right there but I held them back.
I didn't cry. I hadn't cried in years and there was no way I was going to do it now.
"I know she's still in there. What happened to that girl Z ?" he questioned breathlessly
" Her brother got killed. She watched him die right in front of her. She held him until her father ripped her hands away. One of her best friends killed herself. She held her until the police came. She got betrayed by the one person left in her life that promised they'd never hurt her" I explained as my face hardened." She met you, "I continued softly
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The New Girl
Teen FictionZion Marie Rogers was, for lack of better words, angry Angry that her mother worked so much Angry that her father was never there Angry that her brother was killed Angry that her best friend killed herself And angry that the world seemed like it w...