New chapter! This is a soulmate Au. I hope you like it!
⚠TW: Slight rape, rumors of underage sex, panic attack, bad thoughts, crying and cussing⚠
LGBT Senario: Gay Cis Male x Bi Cis Male
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I looked at the writing on my arm.
"Can I please have that back? It belongs to my friend." It read.
I sighed as I looked up at the board, tapping my fingers on my desk. I had just finished my test and I had a lot of time left over until class ended. After twenty minutes or so, the teacher told us to pack up. A small sigh of relief left my mouth as I started to pack up.
"Oh! Damien, could you stay after class for a bit?" I heard Mr. Molanar ask me.
I lightly grumbled under my breath and nodded my head. After the bell rang, I stayed in my seat and waited for everybody to pile out. Once everyone was out, Mr. Molanar shut the door.
"So, Mr. Sphyx. I heard around the school that you've been having sex with an older male. Is that correct?"
My eyes widened. I'd never done anything like that! I was virgin!
"No! Not at all! I'm a virgin." I quickly said.
"Mmhmm, Sure. Whatever you say, Kitten~" Mr. Molanar chuckled.
I quickly got up and headed to the door.
"Ah. Ah. Ah~ Where do you think you're going?~" he said, blocking the door.
I started to slightly panic. I'd never been in a situation like this. I looked around the classroom before noticing that Mr. Molanar was getting closer. I started to back up and, in the most cliché moment ever, backed up into a desk.
"Shit" I said under my breath as I looked down.
I looked up when I felt a hand get placed next to my body.
"Oh, kitten~ Don't lie to me~" Mr. Molanar chuckled.
"N-No. Mr. Molanar. P-Please s-stop.." I whimpered out.
Mr. Molanar chuckled and bit my neck, causing a few tears, that I didnt know were building up, to fall. I let out a few sobs as Mr. Molanar began to plam me through my pants.
"Mr. Molanar! Stop! I don't want this" I cried out.
I heard him growl before saying "Don't call me that. My name is Mike"
I whimpered again and began to sob. Mike started to grind on me, letting small moans escape from his mouth. I continued to cry in protest and try to push him off. After a few minutes of the torture, we heard a knock on the door.
"Mr. Molanar. The pricipal wants to see you" we heard a voice say on the other side of the door.
I heard him grumble and stand up.
"Stay here or your failing my class for the rest of the year" he said as he walked out of the classroom.
I sighed and grabbed my stuff. I didn't care about the grade, I just wanted to get home. I quickly ran out of the classroom, running all the way home. When I opened the door, my mom immediatly noticed my disheleved figure and questioned me.
"Oh my god! Baby, are you okay?" She asked me, hugging me.
I broke down again, explaining everything that happened. I could see fury in her eyes when I explained.
"Shh. Shh.. Honey, I've got you. Mr. Molanar ia going to regret ever doing this.." She told me, lightly petting my head.
I hugged her and sighed.
"T-Thank you mom. I'm g-going to d-do my homework now..." I said, looking at her.
As soon as I left the room, I heard her pull out her phone and call someone, who I'm guessing was the school.
"Why did I let that happen.. I'm so stupid.." I said to myself.
I grabbed my pencil and grabbed my homework. After thirty minutes of working, I heard my mom call out to me.
"Damien! Its dinner time!"
I threw on a jacket and walked down the stairs. Both of my parents greeted me with smiling faces.
"Why are they smiling. I told mom about Mr.Molanar. She shouldn't be smiling" I thought to myself.
"Honey, guess what?" My mom said in an unusually happy tone.
"What?" I grumbled.
"Mr.Molanar won't be your teacher anymore!!" She exclaimed, hugging me.
That would explain why she was smiling. I had to admit, it did make me feel a little better now that I won't have to deal with it, but I still feel awful for letting it happen.
All three of us sat at the dinner table and talked. Talked about our day and how we were. We avoided the discusion of Mr. Molanar for obvious reasons. Once we were finished, I helped mom clean the dishes and put them away.
"I'm headed to bed" I yawned.
I gave my parents a kiss on the cheek and a hug and walked upstairs. I closed the door and sighed, sliding downwards. I buried my face in my knees as the bad thoughts started to come again.
"Why did you let that happen, Damian. Now your soulmate will never love you. You should just run away. You'll never find your soulmate, Damian."
I cried myself to sleep that night. I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off on the other side of the room. I looked up to see that I was still on the floor. I stood up and walked to my alarm.
"Shit!" I said.
I had ten minutes to get to school, so I kept the things I had on and rushed out the door with my backpack. Luckily, I made it in time. I slid into my seat and sighed.
"Hey, Damien. What took you so long to get here?" My best friend, Jake, asked.
"I woke up late" I said, chuckling a bit.
Jake smiled then shook his head.
"Dork"
I smiled a bit. I'm not going to be able to keep this act up all day.
After fourth period, I walked into the lunch room. I looked around to see no empty tables. I didnt want to sit by my friends, so I walked over to a tree by the basket ball court and sat down. I forgot to pack lunch, so I grabbed my book and began to read. I was so deep in the book, that I didn't know that somebody had gone onto the court to play basket ball.
"The ball, Oliver! The ball!" I heard someone yell.
I looked up to see a basketball rolling over to me. I picked it up an stood up, waiting to give it back to the person.
"Can I please have that back? It belongs to my friend"
I could heard the nervousness in his words when he said them.
"M-My words.. Oh! Uh... Yeah. You can have it back.." I said, looking down and holding it out.
I heard him gasp as he took the ball. I expected to hear footsteps walking away, but instead all I heard was silence. The only thing that broke the silence was the sound of a basket ball hitting concrete. I looked up to see the guy do something with his hands then turn back to me. I saw his friend start to walk away.
"So you're my soulmate, huh." He said.
"I guess so... Not much of a soulmate, am I?"
The guy shook his head.
"To be honest, I've been crushing on you for a while now. We share History together."
I flinched. History. Flashbacks from the day before came into my mind as my breathing sped up. I closed my eyes and sat back down. I could feel the nausea hit me as tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Come on, Kitten~" HIS voice rang through my head.
I out my hands on my head. My face scrunched up a bit. At that moment I felt someone touch me. I smacked their hand away and looked up. I'd completely forgotten about Oliver. The look in his face was a mixture of offence, surprise and fear. My head ducked back down.
"Wow, Damien. Nice job. You smacked your soulmates hand away when he was trying to help you. Ran away. He doesn't need you. He doesn't WANT you." More bad thoughts ran through my head as I gripped my hair.
"Damien, look at me" I heard a soft yet stern voice ring through my head.
I looked up at Oliver as he held his hand out. I hesitantly took it. He placed my hand on his chest and said "Follow my breathing"
I did as told. It calmed me down a bit. I looked at Olvier and let out a shakey "Thank you"
"Shh" he said "Don't talk. Just breath and close your eyes"
I did as told, calming down after a bit. We heard the bell ring, but neither of us got up. After about twenty minutes of sitting there, Oliver spoke up.
"Are you feeling any better?"
I tiredly nodded, looking at him a bit.
"Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up, okay?"
I nodded again amd let the sweet feel of slumver take over.
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Alright! That's done!! In actually kinda proud of hiw it turned out. Idk when the next update will be out, but I hope you all enjoyed it. Bye! 💞
Word Count: 1571 words
