The Bad Boy Found A Stain Of Blood In My Bed! ☑️

XIV. I HAVE HERPES?!

I continued sobbing nonstop. Why did he do this to me? I have feelings for him, even if he's a total jerk hot bastard! But I have feelings for Harry too. He's my idol and I even sucked his dick for fuck's sake.

"I won't ask what happened this time." I heard the same guy say as he entered the restroom. Great, now that I needed someome who to release my stress and sorrows with.

I kept on sobbing until I got bored. Isn't someone going to take me out of here? How I miss Klinton carrying me out bridal style with his big arms. Those arms that I wish he could ravish me with. Those arms that made me feel as if I was in heaven and yeah you know the drill.

Oh, forget about him, Sandra! He loves his girlfriend! He doesn't give a shit about you! Better love Harry, he's rich and hot and all the girls will be jealous of you! Yeah. Fuck Klinton.

I stood up and headed out of the boys' restroom. Everyone gave me weird stares as to what the fuck I was doing there but I ignored them.

"Oh, but if it's not the nerd. In the boys' restroom!" I heard an irritating voice. I turned and saw Vyschüshcka looking at me bitchily. "What were you doing there? Did you grow a dick now?"

"That's none of your business, vyschu, vyshoo, bitchu-"

"Excuse me, bitch. My name is Vyvycka Vyschüshcka Vinyvalence De Saint Van Den Vosch. Learn to pronounce it correctly, okay? I hate it when people are so dumb they can't say my name."

"It's because your name is so fucked up. Your parents must have been in drugs to give you that name!"

"Excuse me, bitch? For your information, my parents are the owners of this school, owners and presidents of the entire city!"

"And owners of the bitchest, sluttest, slutty slut who ever set foot in this fucked up planet!"

She gasped. "Excuse me, bitch?"

"eXcUsE mE bItCh, ExCuSe Me BiTcH, is that all you can say?!"

"Excuse me, bitch?"

Um.

"Oh, I think her batteries are damaged or something. Hold on." A guy said and removed Vyschüshcka's back. He pulled out a battery from there and added a new one. Then he put her back back. "Done."

Vyschüshcka snapped up her face. "Bitch. I don't care what you think of me or my parents. You're just jealous because Klinton Hammerside is my boyfriend. Not yours!"

That made my face go red with anger. I shouldn't be jealous, I can't help it. I SO want to slap the shit outta this slut.
Yeah, I know I'm a hypocrite but I don't fucking care. She's slutter than me, right?

"Nobody will ever love you because you're A NERD!" She snapped.

I got triggered and raised my fist, about to hit her, but then someone got in the way and my hit landed on their stomach.

OMG it's Klinton! I just hit him, OMG!

"Klinton, what the actual fuck? I'm about to slap this slut, get outta the way!"

"No..." He managed as he gasped. "You ain't slapping anyone."

"Klinton, my baby. You have come to rescue m-"

"Vyschüshcka shut the fuck up and get outta here!" He demanded.

"But, baby, but-"

"Just go!"

She huffed. "You will receive your punishment for this, Klinton Hammerside!" Then her eyes landed on mine. She pointed a finger at me. "And you. This isn't over. Nasty bitch." Then she and the crowd that had gathered walked away.

Klinton seemed nervous about Vyschüshcka's words, but then he turned to me. "And you... You... You look so hot when you're angry." He smirked.

I gaped at him and played with the strands of my hair. "Do you think so?"

"I don't think. I know." He whispered in my ear, making me wanna jizz in that moment.

Then it hit me.

"No! Don't do this Klinton!" I said dramatically as I turned away and placed my hand on my forehead. "You have a girlfriend!"

"But Sandra..."

"There's no but, Klinton. We're not meant to be together."

He gasped. "No."

"Yes! Now go with your girlfriend and leave me alone!"

"But I don't love her..."

I stared into his orbs. "What?" I whispered.

"I said I don't love her. Because I... I l-lo... lo..."

I waited anxiously for his answer.

"Lo... lo... look! It's Britney Spears!"

"Where?!" I turned then I felt someone push me and I fell flat face on the ground, letting out a fart in the process.

I stood up to see the bastard who had pushed me and I saw Klinton running away and flailing his arms like a fairy. What a bitch.

"Hey, you have something on your lip." A random guy told me.

"Oh, yeah, it's because I fell hehe."

"But you have many red dots around your lips." He said with concern.

What?!

I gasped and entered the boys' restrooms at light speed. I pushed a boy who was checking himself on the mirror, then I looked at my reflection.

The guy was right. My lips are full of little red dots and pimples!

Oh my fucking gawd.

I HAVE HERPES!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!