My Bully | Jackary

Blind Fold

Zach's POV

We walked off the bus and headed towards the front doors of the school. I thought we could make it to our lockers before Jack would torment me. I was wrong, because as soon as I walked inside he kicked the back off my knee, making me fall to the ground.

"What the hell, Jack. Leave me alone," I pleaded as I stood up, looking up at him with faint tears in my eyes.

"Oh so you're a little cry baby, huh?" He teased me with a smirk on his face.

"He said leave to him alone," Jonah said turning around to face Jack.

"Jonah, it's alri-" he cut me off by stepping inbetween Jack and I.

"Yeah Jonah, it's alright, so move," Jack said trying to threaten Jonah.

"In your dreams, pretty boy," Jonah was now holding onto the collar of Jack's shirt and Jack had grabbed Jonah's wrists, trying to pry them off, "Listen here pal, don't ever come near him again because if you do, I will haunt you 'til the day you die, ya hear me?"

I looked at Jack, who had his eyes glued on me with a death glare. I flinched when I looked at him and stepped back a bit. He looked up at Jonah and simply nodded his head.

"Good, now leave." Jonah threatened him as he started to walk off, trying to fix his collar. I watched him as he walked away and I realized he was smirking. I blushed and turned my head to Jonah and Daniel, who were whispering about Jack.

"I-I'm sorry," I felt guilty about dragging them into that.

"For what, you didn't do anything wrong," Daniel said reassuringly.

"I-I know but," I tried to think of a reason.

"No buts, it wasn't your fault. He was the one who tripped you, for the nine millionth time," Jonah said, patting my back.

I smiled and nodded my head, gesturing that I somewhat agreed to what he said. I then waved goodbye and headed to my locker.

Nothing exciting happened today except for after school. Friday, last week was the day to sign up for after-school activities, so I obviously signed up for soccer. I headed to the locker room and got changed into a soccer jersey that the coach had handed me when I walked in and it had my last name on the back. I sat on a bench, putting on my shin-guards and soccer shoes, when I was suddenly blind folded from behind.

"Hey, who is this!" I tried to pry of the bandana, but his grip was really strong. I was drug off the bench by my shoulders and he had me stand up against some lockers and covered my mouth with his hand.

"Let me go!" I tried to say, but it was muffled instead, so he probably didn't understand what I said.

"Sshhhhh," he whispered into my ear, which gave me chills down my spine, "calm down!"

I struggled to get out of his grip and I failed. I felt him release his hand from my mouth and used it to hold me down. "W-who are you, and what do you want?" I whisper screamed.

"I said be quiet," He whispered so softly, I couldn't tell who it was, " stay still, and I won't hurt you."

My heart was starting to beat faster, "W-what are you gonna do to me?"

"Nothing too bad," I could tell he smirked.

"Then was is i-" I was cut off by the warm feeling of lips on mine. I refused to kiss back, because I didn't even know who was kissing me. I pushed his face off of mine the best I could.

"It's no use to struggle," he said quietly.

"S-stop!" He kissed me again and I moaned when he stuck his hand down my shorts, gripping me through my underwear.

"Stop resisting, you know you like it," I started crying when he said that, but he couldn't tell from the bandana.

"STOP, p-please. I-I don't like it," I finally broke free and pulled off the bandana. I didn't know who it was. I knew it wasn't Jack, especially because he didn't have curly hair. Why would it be anyways. I didn't have enough time to see who it was, only to see that he didnt have a soccer jersey on. How did he get in here.

I slid down the lockers and just sat there for a few seconds, trying to figure out what just happened. Is that considered rape? I really hope not. I sat there for a few more seconds and stood up and walked out of the locker room to the soccer field. I shut the door behind me and stared at it and turned around to see a bunch of students running around and stretching.

I walked over to a bench and sat there, looking off into space. I felt violated and scarred, for life. I wish someone was there to stop him, who was he?

HAha, hope you enjoyed. Sorry it was like three days since I updated, oh well.