•Bittersweet (Ryan Sitkowski)• COMPLETED

Flashback { 4 }

Flashback

I flinched as yet another person shoved me into a locker.

No one bothered to help me as slid to the ground. No, instead everyone stared at me with disgust, their words haunting me.

'Freak'
'Slut'
'Whore'
'Gold digger'

Tears filled my eyes as Ryan Sitkowski just smirked at me as he stopped in front me.

"Oh look. The poor baby is crying." He fake cooed. "What happened? Did your sugar daddy throw you out?"

The tears came down harder.

"Why are you doing this?" I choked out. "What did I do? I thought you cared about me."

"Like I would care for a 14 year old. You're practically a kid." He sneered.

I glared at him. "That didn't stop you from dating me for 6 months, now did it," I snapped

Ryan growled. "Shut the fuck up. I'm not the one interested in older men." He spat at me.

My eyes widened.
"What are you even talking about? You know that's not true!"

Ryan laughed with his buddies who surrounded him.

"That's not what Mr. Harrison thinks. We all know how you got that A in that class, Jessi-dear." He smirked.

My jaw dropped.
"What the fuck, Ryan?! He's like 50 years old. And what do you mean 'that's how I got that A'? My parents fucking tutored me!"

"Suuuuuure. You're just a money hungry whore who craves attention from anyone who will give it to you." Ryan kicked the small pile of stuff I had picked up that was dropped earlier.

Walking away, his friends followed him, laughing at me.

I sat there in that hallway for the very last time, mascara ran, eyeliner smeared. Tears streamed down my face as I gathered my disarrayed things. After shoving the papers in my backpack, I fixed my clothes to hide the bruises from earlier acts of abuse.

I took one last look at the hallway and Ryan's retreating figure and walked out the school, never returning.