My Boyfriend Is A Killer (JD X Male Reader)

Chapter 8- She Knows

The next day I'm walking through the busy school halls. I haven't seen JD since yesterday and I keep hoping I would run into him in the hall yet I couldn't find him anywhere. I haven't seen him since yesterday and I'm honestly a bit worried. Where the hell could he be?

As I walk closer to my locker I see someone standing by it... But it's not JD.

Jennifer Johnson. The typical popular girl. Seriously, the girl acts like a dumb stereotype you'd see in a bad movie or book. She smirks when she sees me and slowly approaches me.

"Where were you in class yesterday?" She asks with her annoying high pitched voice.

"Why do you need to know?" I ask crossing my arms.

"The new kid was missing yesterday too... And today he's wearing a scarf. Spill it fag." She commands, pushing me up against the locker. I start to shake and panic.

"D-don't... Don't tell anyone, please... I'll do whatever the fuck you want." I beg. If anyone found out about my sexuality my parents would kick me out and I would have to leave town. She just seems to laugh at my begging.

"I won't tell a soul if and only if..." She seems to pause for a dramatic effect but honestly I was starting to get annoyed with her.

"If what?!" I yelled and finally successfully push her off me.

She only smirked and laughed again. "My boyfriend broke up with me, you're a fag but I need to make him jealous." She said.

I rolled my eyes, I was the one laughing now. "Fuck no." I say turning away from her.

"You have 24 hours... If you still won't do it in 24 hours I'll make your life miserable." I could hear her say but I didn't dare turn around.

Soon I hear her storming off, probably to make someone else's life miserable. I then start to open my locker. I feel a hand on my should as I put my combo in.

I turn around and my face lights up. I start blushing slightly when I see he's wearing a scarf. Most likely to hide what I did to his poor neck yesterday.

"Hey, JD..." I say not sounding too cheerful.

"What's wrong?" He asks worried.

I don't know how to tell him. I'm scared he'll leave me. My worst fear has always been someone figuring out my sexuality but now... Now it was loosing him.

"Someone knows." I say quietly. "Someone knows about us." I say slightly louder.

He seems to freeze. I don't know what's going on in his head right now... I'm guessing he's thinking because he doesn't say anything as I finish grabbing my books.

"Who knows?" He asks when he finally snaps out of his thoughts.

"Jennifer Johnson." I say disgusted.

"Has she told anyone else yet?" He asks.

"I don't think so. She's giving me 24 hours before she tells anyone..." I explain.

"Perfect." He smiles.

"What?" I simply ask.

The bell rings, warning us to get to class.

"Never mind, meet you at 7/11 after school and I'll explain. Alright?"

"Alright."