A/N: warning. This chapter contains triggering scenes of forced touching and sexual activities. Please skip it if you can't read that sort of thing. In other news, college is gross I want to go back home. Also this is what Chris looks like!
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Emma Janes POV
Maybe I should text him.
Steve could see it.
Face to face?
It can't be anywhere near the school.
I can get mom to host a get together.
Now we are thinking.
I can corner him at the get together and tell him to tell me what the fuck is up.
Yes! You deserve that!
This is a good plan.
I'm almost done with the day, last bell is in 5 minutes and then all I have to do is walk home.
And avoid them.
Yes definitely.
The last 4 minutes feel like 4 hours but I'm finally out of school. All I need is a nice walk and everything will be okay. The sun hits my face and I feel at peace. Maybe today will get better. Chris said all I have to do is make it through the day.
I havent seen him in person since he moved but from social media I can see he's gotten hotter, I didn't even think that that was possible, but I swear it's like he got a glow up on top of a glow up. Life is so unfair.
I can still feel Steve hovering over me and whispering in my ear. I hate that I can't get him out of my mind. I need to shower, rinse his touch off of me.
Almost as if me thinking about him summoned him who do I see as I turn the corner to go to my path, Steve.
"Hello Ems, how is my sexy little freak doing." Steve says as he pushes himself off the wall and in front of me. He has my bra in his hand and a wicked smile on his face.
"Steve, I just want to go home, can I please have my bra back." I say and reach for it but he pulls it away.
"You know Ems I think you're sooo sexy." He says and steps closer to me which makes me step towards the wall.
"Enough, Steve. Just give me it back." I say with confidence. I hate him.
"Chill, I know you want it but I also know you want me." He winks but instead of finding it hot I find it sleazy. I back up once more.
"I do not." He steps towards me again and he traps me between the wall and him.
"I know you do, stop kidding yourself. I'm who you think about when you're just soooo lonely." He chuckles knowing he's getting me flustered.
"I dont, I don't do that kinda stuff. I don't think of you at all now please just give me my bra and I'll leave." I say half hoping he'll just do it.
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