BevxBen

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by honeybb123

by honeybb123

"Draw a monster. Why is it a monster?" —
Janice Lee

   "Get off of me, asshole," I snarled, pushing the brutal mullet-wearing blond boy off of me.
   "Babyyyy, don't talk like that," he wined. "I love you."
   "Henry! We're through. We've been through for weeks now!" I scolded, glancing around for an escape, but I was cornered in the bathroom of somebody's high school party.
   "But babyyyy I want you back," he pleaded.
   "No." My answer was firm and clear.
   "Bevvy," he whispered, brushing my hair behind my ear.
   Flashbacks of my father hit me at full speed. "Stay the fuck away from me," I snarled, pushing him away and making a beeline for the door.
   His arm snaked around my waist, and pulled me back towards him. "You're not going anywhere pretty lady."
   He crushed his lips to mine. They tasted like Jack Daniels and vanilla chapstick. For a moment I was lost in the bliss of the kiss, before I remember I wasn't supposed to like this.
   "No Henry. No," I scolded him again.
   His eyes grew darker. "No, huh?" He growled. "I'll show you no."
   "What?" I whimpered, before he pushed me up against the wall and kissed me harder than before. His hand fluttered down to my belt, and started to undo it.
   "Stop it Henry," I muttered into his mouth.
   "No," he growled, and began to unbutton my jeans.
   I pushed him back hard, sending him to the ground. "Henry I said no. I don't want it," I said shakily.
   He glared up at me. "Nobody tells me no."
   He stumbled to his feet, not breaking eye contact.
   "Please don't," I whimpered, tears collecting in my eyes.
   He swung his fist back; it collided with my cheekbone. I crumpled to the ground, and cried out in pain.
   "Listen here. You're not to disobey me again. You're going to-" he was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
   "Just a minute pal!" He yelled out before continuing. "You're going to-" he was cut off yet again by a more frantic knock.
   "Please hurry, I think I'm gonna-" he rest of the sentence was cut off as a short, chubby boy with dirty blond hair flung the door open and made a beeline for the toilet before puking violently into it.
   "Sorry if I'm interrupting something," he gasped as a string of vomit dripped from his nose.
   "Yeah, actually you are," Henry muttered, standing as far away from the puking boy as possible. He stood watching for another antagonizing moment, before rolling his eyes and walking out.
"This isn't fucking worth it," I heard him mutter.
   "Thanks," I gasped to the boy.
   "Wh-What?" He asked, wiping his mouth. "For?"
   "Getting him away from me," I explained.
   "Oh," he said. "You're welcome I guess."
   I let out a short laugh. "I'm Bev by the way."