Coach Styles (h.s.)

Two

This chapter is dedicated to @ilove1dlong

Thx again and lots of love, babe x

"It's alright to die

'Cause death's the only thing you haven't tried

But just for tonight hold on.. "

- Even My Dad Does Sometimes by Ed Sheeran

~ Avalynn ~

I was walking to my final class still debating if I should go to practise.

Today has been a quite day compared to the others but that doesn't mean I'm scared what'll happen.

Everday they find a way to harass me. I've just been lucky that I didn't see any of them yet.

"Well, look who it is, boys" an all to familiar voice called making my heartbeat pick up.

I guess I spoke to soon.

"Ava, baby. How have ya been?" I felt a strong arm wrap around my shoulder pulling me into a hard chest.

Ladies and gentlemen, meet Jacob Sawyer. Easton High's Badboy and also known as my very own bully.

"W-what do you want, J-jake?" The laughter around us got even louder and I closed my eyes trying to block out all the noices.

"Aww, c'mon babe. No need to be like that, you know exactly what I want don't ya?" he breathed against my ear and if I wasn't so scared it would have seriously turned me on.

Jake is hot. But that's it.

His personality equals a sadistic psycho, and to think I had a crush on him..

I shuddered again and Jacob obviously noticed because his hand moved it'sway from my shoulder down my spine before wrapping tightly around my waist.

Next thing I know I was being pulled towards a room.

Oh no. The janitors closet. Not again.

No one dared to step in. All those sick human beings enjoyed it even, calling

'Oooooh!'

Or

'Get some, mate!'

"Jake, p-please stop. I-I have to g-go. Let me go, p-" I let out a scream when I was roughly pushed down on the floor in the dark room and then I heard the click.

"Listen you b*tch. I don't want you to make any sound alright? This is going to be quick and if you even dare tell anyone I didn't do anything to you, I'll make sure to destroy you, am I clear?!" He whispered harshly crouching down on his knees.

I let out a whimper nodding quietly.

I gasped when he grabbed the front of my shirt ripping it slightly so my left shoulder was exposed.

He climbed on top of me dipping his head down to the exposed area before sucking on my skin making me cry out in pain.

I tried to push him away but it only angered him even more making him bite my neck even harder.

At this point I didn't even care if anyone out there heard me screaming for him to stop. I knew he wouldn't actually rape me but make it look like he did.

I want them to at least know I didn't like it one bit.

He pulled away looking at the fresh mark before standing up and undoing his belt and ruffling his hair.