It's been a while. I really didn't have nothing to say, but I do today.
I was walking to class today when someone grabbed me a pulled me into the janitor's room.
When the light flicked on and when I saw Jake I punched him in the shoulder.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"Me? What the hell are you doing? You've been avoiding me for weeks!"
I ignored him and moved towards the door only for him to step in front of me. I heard a click. He locked us in.
"Jake. Move."
"No, I'm sick of you ignoring me!"
"I'm not doing this with you,"
I tried to lunge for the door, only for him to grab my wrist. "Yes we are doing this." I squirmed but he didn't let go.
"Look I know that I screwed up, but I really want you to know--" He stopped talking and I felt his fingers move over my wrist.
Over them. "What is that?"
I tried to get him to let go but his grip got tighter, he pulled down the shelve letting the marks shine in the light.
"Did you do this?"
I didn't say anything but finally took my wrist back, "Stay away from me,"
I pushed past him unlocking the door and running out.
I didn't go back to class.
