High School Sucks! (Ianthony)

Chapter 6

Ian's POV:

I stuck 2 fingers down my throat, trying to make myself sick. Did that really happen, we're Anthony, the guy I thought loved me and his ex...... were they just making-out ? The answer would be yes, yes they were. THAT SICK PRICK, WHORE, SLUT, BITCH, the love of my life..... I just want to die right now. Because here I am, sobbing on a toilet stall flour, wishing that it was all a dream. But it wasn't it was reality and it sucked, just like high school. HIGH SCHOOL SUCKS!

I could hear the bell ring. SHIT! It's 2 period which is geography. Ross and the wrestling team will he here any minute now..... "Hecox ?" a icy cold, taunting voice called out. He stiffened, not moving in fear for my life. Ross peered over the stall door. "Oh look, there's my little whore" he smiled, creepily. I didn't look up. I heard him jump over the door, landing on his feet. "Tututut, I see Hecox isn't ready ?"he growled lifting me up and slamming me against a wall. "I see you were crying, why ?" he whispered into my ear, sending unpleasant shivers down my spine. He used one of his hands to keep me still and another one to unbuckle my belt. "Oh, I almost forgot....." he trailed of while he took a scarf from behind his back. "I don't want you making any noise, do I ?" he growled, tying the scarf over my mouth. "Now, be a good boy and don't move" he whispered finishing with me belt.

When Ross was done with me, he zipped his pants up and pulled a knife out from his backpack. "Don't make a sound, got it ?" he growled. He pulled my sleeve's up.

He put the knife to my skin, with a smirk.