Chapter 17

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He closed the tinted windows and put the air compressor on. The shaking girls were still at the corner, shaking.

"So let me hear what you people were saying now. Shebi you were talking about positions." He said, his gruff voice filling the still room.

"Sir... I'm we weren't...okay we're sorry." Sara came forward, trying to intercede for the group. She always tries to intercede for the group and behave as if she's the boss.

"OK, then prove to me how sorry you are." His commanding was left the girls shivering. Even Sara jumped back to her position.

He moved closer to the girls, his round belly following the cry of the commander.

He pulled Layo out from the hive that was formed by the scared girls and pushed her to the dark table. A small smile played at the corner of his lips as he unbuckled his peeling leather belt.

"Now my dear, you have to pick one of your dear friends for me to go first." He held a pocket knife in one hand and he looked like he had no problem making use of it.

Her pupils dilated, and her eyes turned glassy. She was seized by fear. A lot of thoughts filled her mind and her heart thumped furiously.

What kind of school is this?

Should teachers be doing this?

Where was the whole world?

Couldn't it be like those action movies where some guy kicks the door open and bursts them out of there?
These questions played in her mind and another intense pain shot up to her spine from her injured knee.

She then remembered that the whole school was at the hall for an important announcement before the mid term break.

The thought of screaming really loud and the three of them hitting the doors but the windows and doors were sound proof so that would be useless. Aside from that, she also thought that he might have bigger knifes.

"You better answer me or else I will use this cane to rape you." His disgusting voice jerked Layo from her thoughts. He had a devilish look plastered on his face and it suddenly seemed that his red eyes became even more blood shot.

It was then that the disgusting stench hit layo. He reeked of alcohol! Teachers were allowed to leave school when they don't have classes so he went to have a few bottles at the beer parlour across the road.

"Bu..but sir I... I" Anything barely came out when she opened her mouth. Her glassy eyes shook in their sockets and her legs were weak.

"If you don't pick right now, I will walk to the principal's office and I will give him a detailed explanation of what you people were saying."

Layo knew well enough that he was going to add salt and pepper to the issue at hand. He was partially drunk and didn't know what he was saying.
What they talked about wasn't as terrible as he's making it to be but then, the old man just wants a place to dip his stick.

He pulled layo and attempts to bend her on the table. She resisted and he slapped her. Hot, fresh tears came down her face. As she cried out loudly. Jennifer is very emotional so she started crying too. Not because of Layo but due to their situation and that action earned her a death glare from Elizabeth

Layo wanted to hit him back but decided against it. He would have something against her if they all eventually get out of here untouched.

He threw her on the floor and she landed face down. Her current position caused him to bend over her round butt. He licked his large black lips as he thought of how he would use them on her breasts.

His back was away from the other girls and they made an attempt to run away. After all layo wasn't their friend.

Sara suddenly realized the key was in his pockets and motioned the girls to stop. She quickly devised a plan in her head.

As soon as the pervert removes his trousers to sleep with Layo, Elizabeth with take the key and meet she and Jenny at the door.

The old fool would probably not notice because he sounds like a donkey in bed.

As he bent to touch her young fifteen year old breasts all her senses rose up and with all the strength she got and ignoring the pain, she kicked him right there, in between his legs causing him to fall on the floor.

Taking the cue, Jenny and Elizabeth quickly ran along with layo to sit on him and Sara made for the key.

Since Jss1, this is the most they have ever done anything together. Even group projects and class quizzes always seemed to be segregated.

With just a little shaking, the key fell down and she made  for the door. It was a bunch of keys and due to the whole excitement, her hands were shaking as she struggled to find the appropriate key.

She eventually opened the door. Jenny and Elizabeth quickly made for their freedom but Layo was unlucky. The teacher stood up and held her.

The whole school was already at the hall so no one could hear them. Sara and Elizabeth just stood there but Jenny went to her rescue.

The man thought she was coming back due to fear and another wicked smile played on his lips and he loosens the grip on Layo a bit but still leaves the pocket knife intact.

"Good girl, come come or else I will kill your dear friend." He said letting out a little, weird giggle.

Jenny moved slowly as her eyes scanned the area. There was a purple vase right by the table were they stood and that bright object was going to be her weapon.

She had never done this before and her legs were shaky. But she wasn't like Sara or Elizabeth. She wasn't cold like them. They ran away immediately not even bothered about Jennifer at least.

As soon as she got to the table, she picked up the vase with her eyes closed and hit his head in barely a second.

He fell down on the floor with a loud thump and the girls made a run for it.





A/N
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