Hybristophilia

Slipping

She sat in class, they were doing a group project with Patrick, Belch, Victor and obviously Henry. She was in a lot of pain, due to the side effects of her not taking her pills (there was a secret ingredient inside of it so she'd be in severe pain if she didn't take them).

She was sitting on Henry's lap, facing him so her chest was pressed against his and her head was in his neck. He took off his leather jacket and laid it on her and began to rub her back soothingly in attempt to warm her up.

He was quietly making suggestions about the project and answering questions for the boys. The teacher didn't dare to tell her to get off him, Henry's grades have been going up ever since Juliet joined his life.

Juliet has been calmer, but definitely slipping into a ddlg mindset. Not too deep, but deep enough to want a lot of attention, not that she had to ask for it, she already got it.

Patrick licked his lips while looking at her ass, and let's just say that Henry smashed his boot in his face. He held his nose, groaning from the pain.

Henry's knee would bounce, he was very impatient. He wanted to leave 7th period, just so he could take his shaking girlfriend home, or somewhere away from Hockstetter.

Juliet began to stir, and Henry immediately took notice. He pressed a sweet kiss on her temple, turning to look at her. He hated the broken look in her eyes, and said "whatcha doin? aren't you (pronounced 'arncha') sleepy?" she quickly nodded. "Well then sleep" "I wanna help, daddy, I wanna help with the project" "you can help later, sweetie. We've got it under control, we're just worried bout you." She put her head back in the crook of his neck, snuggling into it.

Juliet stood up, her hands going up to rub her eyes. Henry looked up at her, worry washing over her face. She grabbed her phone, seeing she had multiple missed calls from "Atlanta, Georgia juvie" her bottom lip began to tremble. "No no, baby, don't cry" Henry rubbed her back.

She swiped on the call, and called the jail back. "I was hoping you'd do that" his raspy voice speaking through the phone. "I think you should stop calling, Jackson" "what? what about our future? Little Julia and Jake? ever thought of them? We were supposed to get married, babygirl" "I know, but you're locked up. I can't wait. I'm sorry" she hung up.

She looked at Henry with glossy eyes, her lip bleeding from her ripping off the skin, something she did when she was nervous. Henry kissed her, tasting the blood, the stopping it with his lips and grabbed a chapstick.

"You gotta stop hurting yourself like that, okay? as soon as i get you home i'll give you some ibuprofen, but i can't fix you if you're peeling your skin off, okay?" henry spoke and she nodded whispering "yes daddy"

They kept doing their dumbass project as they'd call it for hours and hours, well, it felt like that. It was only an hour, but Henry was too focused on his girlfriend. He sat her so she was straddling him, and applied a thick coat of cherry chapstick to her lips. Henry half smiled, and pecked her lips "all better."

Most people didn't know what to think when they saw the both of them, whether to be shocked, whether to be scared, they weren't exactly sure what to say. The amount of things said to Juliet were unreal. All the time she got "you're stupid if you wanna stick with Bowers" or "are you the gang's whore now?" but all she could think about was how he made her feel. That warm, tingly feeling that was brought up in her heart.

Something that her depression took away, but this time she held on strong.

Nobody knew that the infamous bully Bowers could produce such emotion, such love, such passion. Juliet didn't understand what danger she was putting herself into, but she felt so safe in his arms, and that's all that mattered in the world.