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a/n: !!!

millie

i walked through the crowded hallway in attempt to arrive at the cafeteria as early as possible. many people just stood in the middle of the school corridor, chatting away with their friends. i rolled my eyes and pushed through a group of bratty looking girls, then i walked around a group of boys, within them, jacob.

jacob made me feel gross.

i tried to go around him unnoticed, but failed to my displeasure. he grabbed my wrist harshly, pulling me with urgent force back to him.

my super-quick ninja reflexes came in handy right now, because i was able to pull my arm out of his rough grasp.

"hey, millie," he said, which came as a signal for his friends to leave. i could tell he was trying to attain a seductive voice when he said my name, but in reality i just wanted to laugh in his face. "why don't you sit with me today, wait, correction: sit on me."

no, no, no, not this again. i can't associate with him anymore, he makes me feel like lesser of a human.

"no jacob, not going to happen." i said, gaining enough confidence to stand up for myself.

"why the hell not? i know that this is what you want, millie bobby brown." he gestured at his lower body, again using the un-seductive tone.

my shoulders fell slightly, losing some more of my humanity. i sighed, trying to calm myself before i explode with rage and hurt.

"jacob. i. said. no. no means no." i spoke sternly, looking around to find we were alone.

damn, i'm going to be late to lunch.

jacob grabbed me by my hips, pulling my body to his. "how about, now?" he asked.

i squirmed in his tight grip on me, feeling unhealthily close to jacob.

to no avail, he still held my waist, holding us together.

that's when he did it.

he placed his lips on mine.

it was disgusting.

it was forced.

he forced it.

this isn't right, i have got to stop this, somehow, some way. i can't do this.

"jacob. get the hell off of me." i warned him, before i was to hurt him.

"why, you don't like this-"

i pushed with all of the force in my small body, and got him off of me. his back slammed into the lockers behind him, surely creating a hard enough impact to bruise him.

"i said get off of me." i told him, staring into his dark, wide eyes. my right hand collided with his left cheek, creating a smacking sound.

he regained his conscious, giving himself his usual bitch face, appearing extremely pissed off that i rejected him.

"fuck off you stupid bitch!" jacob shouted at me before sprinting away from me.

i can't do this anymore. i can't be here, not when jacob is here. hopefully i won't ever have to see his face again after i graduate and get out of this damn school.

i soon went to lunch, continuing this awful day.

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     november 15th

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