Chapter 5.
'Sex'-The 1975.
I hate school.
Like, literally, I hate everything about it. I hate waking up at 6 a.m., I hate drinking the awful tasting coffee so I could wake myself at least a little. I hate driving to the school in that terrible pickup and having to wait fifteen fricken minutes to get through the stupid traffic. I hate walking through the halls of the school and having to bear with all the looks I get.
And this morning wasn't the exception.
Well it did take me twenty minutes today to reach the school and about five to find a place to park the pickup. And then I realised I was terribly late so I had to run to be on time for my first period. But I was late anyways so I have detention after the school. Totally my life.
When it was finally time for lunch break, I was literally flying to the back of the school yard where my tree is. I took my usual place on the larger branch and plugged my headphones.
''I liked your friend when I saw his film,
he's got a funny face but I like that cause he still looks cool.
She's got a boyfriend anyway, she's got a boyfriend anyway. ''
So it wasn't really surprising when I didn't hear someone calling my name. And someone was Ashton.
He had to climb all the way up the tree and when I saw him, I almost fell down and died. Luckily, he caught me before any of that could happen.
''Jeez, you scared the hell outta me!'' I exclaimed as I held my hand to my chest, feeling my heart thumping loudly.
Ashton chuckled.
''Well sorry but it's not my fault you've drifted away, listening to, what, Taylor Swift?'' he mocked and I shot him a glare.
''I'm listening to The 1975. and for your information, I haven't drifted away, I was doing something, oh what's it called? I don't know, maybe listening to the music?'' I responded with even more sarcasm in my voice.
Ashton smiled widely, hugging me. ''Good morning, mate.'' he said and I chuckled. ''Morning Ash.''
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''Why?'' he asked for what feels like hundredth time today. I sighed.
''Because I have to go Ashton. Not everyone ditches detention like you do.'' I explained and he huffed. ''It's pretty simple if you ask me. ''
We were walking down the hall, ignoring the usual glances we got. Ashton was trying to make me not go to detention and go to the movies with him instead. But I can't do that because it'll get me into even more trouble. So, that's pretty much it.
''Thanks for the offer Ash, but we'll have to cancel it for now.'' I smiled and then kissed his cheek before heading towards the classroom. ''See ya, pal.''
The room was literally soulless. I stood in the middle of it like a loser, not believing my life.
The door creaked open, revealing a well-known teacher of mine, Mr. Andrews.
He glanced at me as I took my place in the back of the classroom, smoothing his tuxedo and wiping away the unexisting dirt. It made me stiff a silent chuckle, luckily he didn't notice anything, just continued his job.
''So, Miss. Hazel, since you're the only one here, I'll just let you sit and do whatever you want. Is that okay?'' he stated, earning a nod in agreement from me. ''Okay then. I'll just go and take some documents from the office and you stay here. Alright?''
''Yes, Mr. Andrews. '' I said like a good kid I am. Note the sarcasm.
I wouldn't go much into details but it's pretty understandable that detention was boring as hell. All I did was do my homework and listen to some music on my phone, with my headphones on of course.
I went to pick my books from the locker and put away the unnecessary stuff.
But then I heard an awfully familiar voice ring through my ears.
''Hey babe.'' I turned around to see the most annoying human being on the whole freaking Earth.
I crossed my arms around my chest, acting brave. ''What do you want, Josh?'' I scoffed and he smirked. I noticed the lack of his followers.
''Oh nothing much... How's the lover boy?'' he provoked, taking a step closer to me. I instantly stepped back, feeling the hard surface of my locker against my back.
My breath hitched in my throat. ''That's none of y-your business. '' I said, my voice shaky. I mentally slapped myself for being such a coward.
A glorious smirk returned to Josh's face as I felt his hot breath fan my cheek. ''Don't be like that baby...'' he whispered, leaning closer to me, his mouth now connecting with my neck. I breathed in a sharp breath as my heart thumped against my ribcage.
This isn't happening. .. it can't be happening. .. I thought.
But it was happening. Josh was sucking on my neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses along my jawline. His body was pinned to mine, one hand on my neck whilst the other one went to my waist and then my bum. He squeezed it, making a whimper come from my mouth. I couldn't do anything, I felt weak. I couldn't speak, let alone push him away. All I proceed to do was let out quiet sobs as he dominated over me.
''You'll enjoy it darling, trust me. I'm better than that tramp.'' he said lowly, pushing himself more into me. His lips were now getting closer to my lips and I tried my hardest not to let him kiss me. Another helpless whimper came out from me as his hand placed itself over my boob. Josh laughed quietly at me.
''Relax honey. I won't hurt you.'' his rough voice spoke. ''Or I'll try not to.'' a chuckle followed and he finally slammed his lips roughly on mine. I felt more tears slide down my cheeks as he tried to make me kiss him back.
''I'll fucking kill you, you bitch. '' he muttered against my lips and I shook my head. Before he could do anything else, his body was removed from mine and he was slammed onto the locker next to mine. I felt myself becoming weak and I proceed to slide down, leaning on the hard locker, tears pouring from my eyes like a waterfall.
And the last thing I heard before everything turned black was someone's gentle voice calling my name and then I was lifted up, engulfed into darkness.
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