𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐈𝐒

SHE HAS ALWAYS BEEN HIS➖SEVEN

Fear grips ahold of my chest and I suddenly fell constricted, I feel faint and dizzy but I stay relentless.

Kisha takes a step towards me and stops, "See you in class jerk face, that's if you're able to make it alive after this."

Smiling she flips her hair and I couldn't help but allow a tear fall off my eye, "Kisha you don't have to do this, KISHA!" I breathe out but it was all in vein as she continues to walk off.

Trembling I turn to look at Liam, he narrows his eyes at me, shaking his head.

I hide my shaking hands behind my back, staring at him as he approaches me slowly. Instantly he grabs my head dragging me farther away from school.

An agitated moan slips off my mouth and I try pushing his hands away, but to no avail as I ended up gaining a sharp slap on my face.

My brain is reeling and I can't help but panick as he pulls me farther away from school, what his he going to do to me.

"Help!" I yell but it isn't loud enough, I quiver when I see where he's heading to, the uncompleted store few distance from our school becomes visible and I squirm harder around his hold but all effort proves abortive.

"Please."

"Fuck you!" He spits on the floor throwing me against the wall of the uncompleted building.

I'm about to run when he grips my hair and slam me against the wall again, my sight is blurry and the pain is overwhelming but I stay sober.

"you don't have to do this Liam," I plead when I see his hands pulling his belt off, "you-you keep getting into trouble because of Kisha, who doesn't even give one fuck about you!"

His face calms down and I could easily tell he was becoming affected, so I continued, "look at you right now, bruised, injured. For someone who doesn't even notice you, about to beat up an innocent girl all for the sake of Kisha."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME!"

I flinch but continue, "And I don't argue that fact, nobody knows you, all they know is that you're Kisha's ex, don't you want to be more, more than just being a minion to kisha." He frowns and I swallow hard rethinking my words.

"More than just been a bully, being abusive."

"I'm not a bully!"

"Look at you right now," he stops to stare at himself, "then look at me... You don't have to do this...... please."

He stares at me deeper this time around, "she promised to have sex with me if I do this."

I feel more sick knowing that I'm about to be beaten and in result he gets sex? "Please.... You don't have to do this."

He shakes his head disagreeing, "Kisha won't forgive me, she won't look at me again if I don't do this."

"Please......" I whisper feeling even weak, "please." I shift away from him and he quickly notices it.

"I SAID I CAN'T!" With that I'm pushed against the wall again, and this time my head bangs hard against the cemented wall.

He quickly pulls his belt and aims it at me, hopelessly I close my eyes turning away from him.... Untuning everything around me.......waiting for the impact.......waiting to get beaten..... waiting for the searing pain........ waiting..... But nothing came.

"I leave for just five minutes and you get in trouble milkshake?" I stay on the floor unmoving as I cried, I'm so ashamed of myself, so disappointed, sometimes It felt like I was better of dead than alive.