The bell rings, signaling the end of the exhausting school day. I go and find my best friend, Stewart, and walk towards the entrance to leave this awful place.
As we walk down the hallway, an unwanted body waltz up to my other side.
"What do you want this time Keaton?" I ask while fixing my hair that he messed up.
"How'd you know I wanted something?" He quizzically asks, but I know he knows the reason why.
"Because you always want something."
This gains a smirk that stretches his full pink lips. His eyes noticeably turn a darker shade of green.
"Come with me then." Not giving me a chance, he takes my arm, forcing me away from Stewart.
"See you tomorrow Carter." That's the last I hear of his voice, filled with worry.
Forcing myself to follow Keaton, I realize he is bringing me towards a vacant hallway. Which scares the living daylights out of me.
When we get there, my back is forcefully pushed up against a locker, making me whimper. Keaton grips my waist and pulls me to him. His pants are noticeably tighter.
"I want you Carter." He growls, his hot breath fanning my face. It smells of mint.
I try to squirm out of his grasp, but it only results in him tightening his grip. He brings one hand up to my cheek and strokes it gently, his dark eyes boring into my lighter ones. Keaton smirks and leans in, attempting to kiss me but I move my head.
"Get off of me you sicko!"
"No Carter. Not until you say yes."
An idea pops into my head, and I mentally slap myself for not thinking of it earlier. I bring my knee up to his groin and he sets one hand on the locker, the other on his sore spot. Taking it as my chance to leave, I push against his chest and run away from him.
"Carter! Get back here. I'm not finished with you!"
Totally ignoring his angry shouts, I run for my life.
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Throne - Keaton Stromberg || au
Fanfiction"He has a throne on which he controls everyone and everything." © No Copyright. { Book One }
