Forgotten Mentionables

cHaPtEr 9

I did not turn around. I did not hesitate.

I continued to walk up the stairs as if I heard nothing. When I didn't hear the foots steps behind me, I let out a loud sigh. Maybe it was nothing.

"There you are," Jason said as he and his two goons stepped out in front of me.

My stomach filled with fear, but I laced my eyes with steel. As the years went on I learned how to hide my emotions, and there was no way I was going to let that little shit see me afraid.

"Yes, here I am so what do you want because I have a class to get to".

In all honesty, I really didn't want to find out what he wanted; especially with the disgusting smirks that lined him and his minions faces.

"You know what I want babe." He said suggestively.

He then proceeded to lick his lips and look at me from head to toe. My stomach gurgled as bile rose on my throat. I made a quick move to step past past him, but his sidekicks, Bentley and Mike, blocked my path. Any other girl would be thrilled to be in my situation.In another life these boys might have been attractive to me. Bentley and Mike could be brothers with their fauxhawks and identical dark brown eyes that sparkle with mischief. Then there was Jason, whose black hair made his amber colored eyes stand out. They all had perfect teeth, not to mention hey were all just about the same height as Zahvii and Luke.

Speaking of whom, I wish Zahvii was here. I'm not a fan of being a damsel, much less one in distress, but he always knows how to fix these problems.

"You know that attitude of yours is a real turn on". Jason says.

I grind my teeth and remind myself to breath.

"Let me by," I say with as much power as I can muster.

Jason took a step closer and grabbed a lock of my hair. Even though he did the same thing as Luke, it felt like I was going to pass out. My body tensed and my breathing picked up.I started to feel light headed when I heard him say, " Lack of manners gets you nowhere Doll. I'm going to need to hear you say please".

His disgusting smirk grew when he stepped a little bit closer. I felt his warm, minty, breath on my face causing the bile to rise higher.

I could run, but what good would it do. They all play Football, Wrestling, and Lacrosse. Yeah that was a lot of sports experience I was didn't want to go up against.

I won't beg. If my pride lands me in a coffin, so be it. That just means we'll  be taking the same bus ride to hell together.So, even though my head felt like it was going to explode from the lack of air, I glared at him hard in the eyes.

I know I had stopped breathing because black spots took away some of my vision. His body heat was engulfing me in a suffocating hold. I blinked and both Bentley and Mike disappeared. Only Jason was left.

He took that as an opportunity to get even closer and there was nowhere left to move.

Is it too late to beg?