In Love With My Teacher [MAYLOR] ✔️

Chapter Eleven ⚠️

⚠️ = violence, bullying.

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    The boys turned around to see Dominique. She had an evil smirk on her face. She walked toward us. «Hey Rog, what are you doing tonight ?» She asked with her slutty voice. Alex rolled his eyes. He hated her. Why ? Simply because she hated him.  She would hit him when Roger wasn't around. She was one of his bullies. You certainly asked yourself why Alex was always with Roger, well if Roger was here, they wouldn't pick on him. 

    «H-Hey Dom... Well um, I don't know. Why do you ask ?» Roger answered. He had totally forgotten her, and now he was fucked. 

    «I don't know, maybe we can hang out together... Without... Him.» She pointed at Alex with disgust. The younger Taylor glared at her, showing his anger, but internally, he just wanted to cry. He was scared, because he knew her squad wasn't far away. «Anyway, can I talk to you in private ?» She asked before Roger could answer something to defend his brother. Roger looked at Alex. He could see the fear in his eyes, and especially, his shaking hands. He ignored his worries, thinking Alex wasn't comfortable in public.

    «I'm coming back in a minute Ax, can you wait for me in the restroom ?» Roger asked. Alex froze and then nodded, walking quickly in there. Roger raised an eyebrow, Alex was acting very strange. 

    Alex locked himself in a cubicle. Roger had made the mistake to tell him were he should wait. The others, like Paul Prenter, would know were he was, and that wasn't good for him. Suddenly, a loud knock was on his door. «Hey Freaky Taylor ! I know you're in there !» It was Paul. Alex felt tears in his eyes, he was going to get beaten, and he couldn't scream for help. He didn't answer, he didn't make any noise. «It's no use Taylor, you're fucked, I saw you. Don't make me rip the door off, you know that won't be good for you. So open that fucking door before I open it and decapitate you !» Fucker Prenter, who was named like this by Alex, shouted, knocking powerfully on the door. Alex gulped. He didn't have the choice. He opened the door with a shaky hand and came out. Prenter pinned him against the wall. 

    «P-Please... L-Let me g-go...» Alex pleaded. Prenter shook his head, smiling evilly. 

    «Hehe nope. You're stuck with me now, thanks to your nice brother to tell us where you were, knowing he's talking with his girlfriend not knowing what's happening to you, his worthless brother. Of course, I let you imagine what can happen to you if you tell him anything about it.» Prenter smirked. Alex let his tears rolling down his cheeks. He didn't care anymore. «Oh... Little Taylor is crying... Oh poor thing... Maybe he shouldn't have been crying if he wasn't that useless.» Paul laughed. «I'm bored now, let's fight yeah ?» Alex just froze. He just wanted to die at this time. Prenter punched him, with a very lot of force, and then he passed out. I'm sorry Rog... H-Help me...

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It's more like a filler sorry 😞