My history boy ❤️ (y/n POV)

Chapter 3

I get up and cry. He grabs me and wipes away my tears with his right and, and grabs my tit with his left hand. All he grabs is padding though, because the other padding on my right tit is in my vag.

"I didn't know you were christian. I wanted to do so much to you." I say.

"What if we got married, y/n? We could be so good together, and we could go to church every day." He says, I look at his bulge growing bigger and I debate on what to do next.

I decide to leave.

"I can't handle this, Im only 16. How am I going to get married?" I say. I rip his hand off and I wipe my tears with my newly fallen off padding off my bra.

"What if I marry you? Please?" He says.

What should I do?

"Okay." I say.

At that exact moment, I get a text from my side hoe. It's the japanese teacher at my school.

He treats me with kindness, and calls me his Waifu.

I try to hide my phone, but he sees a notification from "c<3"

"Who is that??" He gets frantic and he tries to snatch my phone. I don't let him and I put it in my pocket.

"Who is C, y/n?? WHO IS HE?" He screams. He begins to cry.

"I have to go." I say. I don't want to hurt him, but when I look at his bald head, I begin to die on the inside.

"Please... I didn't mean to raise my voice at you. You know I love you." He goes to grab my hand but I don't let him.

"Goodbye." I say, and I slam the door. I hear him wail from behind the door, and a tear falls down my cheek, and into my walmart cardigan pocket.

Now what will I do?