I Met A Badboy At Waitrose... And Now He's My Boyfriend

Deascensioness of Minds²

A/N:
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Wally's pov

*BACK TO PRESENT*

"Uhh... Nice onion" i Heard a sinister voice cry out. All I saw was the overly familiar silky dark curve of hair above his upper lip.

I attempted to pull away from the current predicament i was In.
But I couldnt. My face was still pressed into his jumper, what was once warm and soft, was now scratching agianst my cheek. I was angry at it.
And him.
And i bet that jumper wasnt vegan.

"It's you, isn't it,"
My voice rang out cold throughout the tiny, cramped, cupboard.
"I remember what you did to me,
Odlaw."

...

"Nice onion sounds a bit like a euphemism, now that I'm thinking about it."
"Whatever."
Odlaw's blue orbs were averting mine, and his feet shuffled awkwardly at the bottom of the cupboard.
I felt something spicyly painful.
A sharp pain ran through my foot and up my leg, causing to cry out a whale of pure agony and spicyness. It may have sounded very similar to a chihuahua's yelp, but it Was still a whale. A very spicy whale. Nit that i would know what spicy whales taste like, as a vegan.

"Oh, uh, sorry. Did I step on your foot just there?"
"I see that you couldn't wait to harm me even more. Care to throw a punch? Kick me? Attack me? Go ahead. Now that you've initiated it, you can just go ahead and fuck me up."
"No, I- I'm not going to-" (( A/N.....or maybe he will ;} ))
"Go on, I'm ready. If I could take it back in school, I can take it now. Come @ me."
"No, I don't want-"
"Honestly just get it over with. I hope yo-"
Odlaw suddenly clapped his big, manly muscular ripped abfilled hand over my mouth. I looked up, confused. This wasn't how I remembered him usually beating me up, was it? It was so strong......so muscular........so hard.......tell me why i liked it.....

I felt my primary school slef beckoning to me drawing me in forcingme to return to that age.
I licked it. It was weird, because i do not usually feel flesh beneath my tongue.

But then my train of thought was interrupted by his panicked whisper:
"Shh. Someone's coming"

I looked up.

His expression was a mixture of pure panic and fear. I had never seen such an expression on his face before, but considering the most of the times I saw him I wasn't exaxtly examining his facial expressions.

And then, I heard the door of the room outside the cupboard "BANG" open, and I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination, or odlaw seemed to be a just little closer to me than before.

"Oi Jerome, check this out, innit"
The policeman's voice rang out through the room. Both me and odlaw were as still as stone in our cupboard.

I heard Jerome enter

"What is it mate"

"Some dick'ead's left some kfc back 'ere. That cheeky bastard's gone to kfc instead of for a cheeky nandos, innit?"

"Ahh man that's fookin dumb, innit?"
"Ah still can't believe that we're 'avin to still do this fookin stupid job, its fookin mad, innit?"

"Yeah mate, its fookin mad. Can't believe we're 'avin to search this fookin stupid strip club when we could be at one ourselves innit?"