the fighter | john bender ✅

Chapter 8: " I forgot my pencil..."

 Bender's P.O.V

 " That's the last time, Bender. That's the last time you make me look bad in front of those kids, do you hear me? I make $31,000 dollars a year and I have a home and I'm not about to throw it away on some punk like you... But someday, man, someday. When you're outta here and you've forgotten all about this place... And they've forgotten all about you and you're wrapped up in your own pathetic life.... I'm gonna be there. That's right. And I'm gonna kick the living shit out of you, man, I'm gonna knock you to the dirt!"

 Most of what he said never made me falter, just when he talked about being forgotten, it made me question, 'Will Luis stay with me?' I click back into reality asking, " Are you threatening me?"

 " What're you gonna do about it? You think anybody's gonna believe you?" ' Luis would.' " Not even that little slut of yours would believe you. I'm a man of respect around here. They love me around here, I'm a swell guy....you're a lying sack of shit! And everybody knows it. Let's find out how tough you are! Come on! I'll give you the first punch, let's go! Please, I'm begging you, take a shot! Come one, just one swing..."

 I don't move an inch. I just sit there, staring at this man as if he's lost more screws than both Lui and I combined. He opens his eyes and fakes a punch, making me flinch as it reminds me of home.

 " That's what I though...you're a gutless turd! At least Martin gave me a nice punch." He slams the door close and the click of the door signals I'm locked in. 

 " What is he talking about?" I question, thinking of Lui. " Just think John, think.  What way is their to leave? Didn't Lui..." I trail off as I look up at the hatch in the ceiling, making a smirk grow across my face.

 Lui's P.O.V

 I'm sitting at the table up front as the rest are sitting at their original. I feel someone's eyes on me yet don't look up, too bothered fiddling with my hands to do so.

 " Hey." I look up to see the Jockey looking at me. " Why don't you call me by my real name?" 

 I stay quiet for a moment, trying to find the right words. " I only call you by your real name if you gain the respect to be called by your first name. You're not there yet Jockey, but your close after today man. Real close." A small smile crosses his lips as I look up at the ceiling, hearing a creak. " You hear that?" I question.

 " Hear wha-"

 " OH SHIT!!!" I look over to see the Bender falling through the ceiling, making everyone go quiet as he walks down the stairs. We all look at him with shocked expressions until mine changes into a smirk as he states, " I forgot my pencil." He then walks over to grab the pencil from our desk until a voice stops his movements.

 " God damnit!" Bender runs over to me and ducks underneath the table as Vernon walks in, questioning what the sound was.

 " Uh, what ruckus?"

 " I was just in my office when I heard a ruckus!"

 " Could you describe this ruckus, sir?"

 " Watch your tongue young man, watch it!" Bender then hits his head under the table, while me and Jockey cover up the noise, making Vernon question again. I don't listen in as I feel Bender running his fingers over my legs, spreading them. I try to close them but he's stronger than me and keeps them open.

 " What is that? What, what is that, what is that noise?"

 " What noise?"

 " Verno there wasn't a...there wasn't a n-noise. You're h-hearing things," I stutter. I feel his head go in between my thighs as he kisses the inner part of it, causing a small squeal to escape, making me instantly cover it up by coughing, everyone else following in suit until I stop. " That noise? Was that the noise you w-were talking about?"

 " No it wasn't. That was not the noise I was talking about..." My mind mutes the rest of it out as I feel his head get closer to my core. I grab his hair to try to pull his head back, yet he only continues his 'fun'. " I will not be made a fool of!" He turns to walk away, only for us to see a toilet seat cover stuck in his pants. When the door closes everyone laughs except for me and Bender. He crawls out from under the desk with a smirk on his face as I feel myself heat up.

 " It was an accident."

 " Never. Again," I spit out as I try to let my face cool down.

 " Fine, we can do it when we get outta here soon Sweets," he whispers before kissing my earlobe, walking away.

 " There goes cooling off," I mutter before looking over at Bender. He stops in front of Brian before saying, " So, Ahab... Kybo Mein Doobage...." He pulls out the pack as Bender grabs it. He walks over to me and throws me over his shoulder, again, yet I don't bother fighting as he walks to the back.

 " Yo waistoids...you're not gonna blaze up in here!" I hear him yell as Bender puts me down in a seat before sitting beside me. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to his lap, making me let out a slight giggle.

 " I gotta question for you Sweets."

 " Shoot." I roll up one for him, going onto another.

 " Did you hit Vernon?" he questions making me stop.

 I let out a shaky breath before speaking, knowing my voice will still be shaky as well. " Yeah, I did once, Didn't suspend me though, just called my dad." I swallow the lump in my throat. I pull my hair up to show him the back of my neck, the word 'bitch' carved into my skin from his hunting knife.

 " I wish you'd tell me this."

 " You had your own problems, didn't wanna be a bother."

 He moves my hair to one side before kissing the base of my neck and working his way up, so slowly it's almost painful. " You were never a bother to me. Ever," he mutters into my skin between kisses, making a shiver caress my spine as a shaky breath escapes my lips. He kisses my sweetspot, making me let out a silent moan. " I'll keep note of that," he murmurs before pulling his head away from my neck, yet keeping one hand on my waist as Princess and Brian join, Jockey following after.

 " So," I state, clearing my throat, " let me show you guys a real party."