From Bad to Worse

Time to Let Loose

Monday was finally over.

I survived my first day of senior year.

Fourth period with Flemming made my day a bit long though. He never spoke a word, he only grunted anytime I answered a question or even spoke. It irritated me but what was I going to do?

When class was finally over I had bolted for the door leaving almost everyone behind me. Andrew hadn't even attempted to move. The rest of my day went by quick after that.

After school however I had to attend a meeting for Homecoming. The dance was a little more than a month away and there was lots to do. I had to figure out ballots, colors, theme, places... it was exhausting. I always hated school dances. I rather be walking around downtown talking to strangers.

Wow.

Weird.

I was currently in my room at my desk. I had opened my Facebook app on my phone. Scrolling through the news feed I skimmed across a post that had almost one hundred comments. It was some girl I went to school with advertising her huge 'rager' this Saturday.

An idea!

I was going to go. Mhm. Closet badass. I was gonna attend this party!
No you're not.

Oh yes I was. I decided I would go out on a limb and ask Ariana to go with me. I knew she would say no. She would probably lecture me about pre martial sex and date rape drugs. But it was worth a shot. Exiting Fb I clicked on my text messages.

Hey. Stephanie Coe is having some huge party Saturday night. We should go.

Bllleeep.
Ariana: What?!? No way Tor. Parties aren't safe. You should be studying instead of wasting time on some party.

Me: Come on! We never do anything. Pllleaassee. Its a beginning of the year party and we are seniors!

Ariana: Parties are bad news. Guys try to take advantage of tipsy girls and people get pregnant!

Omg. She was so annoying. How were we  even friends? Whatever. I wouldn't even tell her I was going to go. I'd lie and pretend I stayed home. I didn't need to hear her lecture me. My parents always thought I stayed home and studied on the weekends. It wouldn't be too hard to sneak out.

Wait? Wtf was I thinking? Sneaking out?!

Well... it did sound fun. It was my senior year... I could have a little fun right? Its not like I would get super drunk and pass out somewhere.

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My week went by pretty quickly. I had class. I studied. I attended my after school meeting on the school council committee. Tuesday,  Wednesday,  and Thursday Andrew wasn't in school. He never showed up to class and I didn't see him in the hallways. His black Camaro wasnt even in the parking lot.

Once I had thought about parking in his spot.. but I decided against it since I wanted to live.

On Friday, I dressed up a little. Instead of my usual jeans and some fancy girly top, I wore black leggings with a longer mid thigh gray sweater shirt thing. It was all super girly and from some store... um... Hollister?  I think. I don't know nor did I care. I paired the whole thing with grayish brown boots. I threw my hair up, put on lip gloss and drove to school.

After I parked, I started walking to the side of the school. I decided since I was earlier than usual I would sit in the cafeteria and work on some Chemistry homework. Unfortunately for me, the door leading into the cafeteria from the side was located by 'stoners corner'.

This was the place for all the school pot heads, druggies, shady ass people, etc etc. Teachers never used the door. Students went in and out of it because it was conveniently located by the parking lot.

As I approached the corner I had to round to get to the door I could hear faint voices and... what sounded like something being thrown. I rounded the corner and to my surprise I found a poor sophomore being beaten to a bloody pulp by.. Andrew.

Surprise? Why was I surprised? Ugh.

I must have caught Andrews peripheral because he spun all the way around to face me. I was only slightly around the corner. The door was a few feet away... I could run for it.

Andrews hair was falling slightly onto his forehead. He was sweating even though it was like 30 degrees out. He must have been beating this kid up for awhile... My eyes betrayed me... they moved over Andrews face, his scars, down his arms, his chest... he stood there breathing hard. His eyes were grilling me. I could feel it. I finally brought my eyes up to his. That was my first mistake. He bore into me. He melted me. Killed my soul. His eyes were cold and dark. They screamed dangerous. He looked pissed. Beyond pissed. Then he gave me a once over... that was uncomfortable.

My eyes moved from his dark ones to the boy on the ground. He was on his side holding his stomach. The poor kids head was bleeding and he was coughing up blood. Jesus fucking Christ.

Andrew cleared his throat and wiped the sweat from his brow. I immediately lurched backwards by the sudden sound.
Wtf was I gonna do?!
Run. Yep. That's it. Fucking run Tori.

I could tell he was mad so I took a step back and out of my mouth came a not so convincing plea.

"Uh.. I um.. didn't see anything. I'm just here to.. I was gonna.." I was an idiot.

Then I turned so quickly I thought I might fall and I ran. I took off quick. My legs pumped hard. I sprinted towards the front of school hoping someone would see me. Just come into view of someone! I don't wanna die today!

I could hear his footsteps behind me. I could hear him chasing me. Omfg. He was chasing me! Why? What had I done?!?! I ran because I didn't want to piss him off. I didn't want to witness anymore. I just wanted to go. Just as I thought I would be safe, a hand came crashing down on my shoulder. I let out a high pitched squeal. His other hand I'm assuming came down on my mouth. In an instant I was flat up against the brick building his body crushing mine. I could see his chest and that was it. His hand still covered my mouth.

He jerked my chin up so that I could meet his gaze. It was intense.. deadly.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing." He hissed.

My heart was going to burst out of my chest. I was breathing to hard to speak.

I managed a weak reply after he slowly removed his hand.

"Running... Away...from you."

"Why? Do you have a death wish?"

"I don't want any trouble. I wont say a word to anyone. I swear to God if you let me go and don't kill me, Ill never set foot at school again!" I was talking at super sonic speed. His body was still crushing mine. He was literally using all his weight against mine.

Andrew let out a small laugh. It was a chuckle. A light little chuckle. A smile played on his lips.

"Kill you? Seriously? Just fucking go and don't get in my way again or I will make you regret it. And if you know what's good for you" he paused all his playish features gone "you won't ever run from me again."

I just shook my head really fast. He removed his hold on me and I walked rather briskly away. I took off after I hit the corner and I bolted into the school. I ran to the senior bathroom and locked myself in a stall.
Holy shit.
That was fucking thrilling!

I loved that adrenaline. But I was scared shitless.

I never wanted to get hurt. But I liked the way Andrews dangerous presence made me feel... I craved it.

And I would get it again. I would run from him if I had to... out of spite.

Closet badass.

Time to let loose bitches.