Bad Boy's Girl

Chapter 22

I was sitting on the bus, going to school nervously. I had missed a few days of school since moving into the gang's house, so I also had to stress about all that makeup work. I was scared to see what Nate had planned, because I assumed whatever he did would be happening today.

The bus pulled into the schools parking lot and everyone on got off. I took my time and once I was off, rushed into the building. I figured he wouldn't hurt me or do anything to me with the whole school to witness. As I walked through the front doors everyone watched me go to my locker and grab my books.

"Rumor has it, you and Nate broke up." I heard Chelsea say from behind me. "I don't blame him for breaking up with your ugly ass, I would've have even touched your hand." Without a second thought I spun around and punched her in the face — hard enough that blood gushed from her nose.

"Literally shut the fuck up for once in your life," I snapped before walking away from the pathetic blood covered girl. "Keep fucking with me you're gonna need a new nose job bitch." I yelled over my shoulder.

"Natalie why would you do that?" Emma called from behind me. I turned around and saw her and Tyler, Nate following closely behind. She had a worried look on her face, "is everything okay?"

"No, everything is not okay. I barely slept last night because of Nate's threat." I said as tears started to bubble up in my eyes. "My mind is going to the worst and I don't feel like I'm going to live through today. But, I gotta get to class."

"What do you mean he threatened you?" Tyler asked while letting go of Emma and walking over to me.

"Don't worry about it, if you find my dead body or I go missing you know who did it." I stated as I walked into my class. I went over to my seat, mentally preparing for when Nate came into the class. Emma came in, followed by him. As he got closer I saw that his eyes were bloodshot, so he had either been crying or was high — my best bet was he was high.

"Good morning class," our teacher Mrs. Lacey said as the bell rang. "Today we are starting another group project. Every group will have a disease and you will have to make a presentation and a outline of the body of where the disease effects you. So please come up to the front to grab the outline paper."

I stood up and grabbed the big piece of paper, bring it back to our desk and laying it out on the ground. "Trace me," I mumbled while laying down on the paper. He started to tracing me, coping the first time he traced me. He went slower the closer he got to my vagina, a smirk on his face. Once he reached it, he kept his hand still while dancing his eyes from his hand to me. "Nate!"

He dropped the pencil and started to gently brush his fingers on my inner thighs and vagina, turning me on slightly. I closed my eyes and bit down on my lip in pleasure as he kept doing it. "N-Nate," I softly said. "Stop and trace."

As I opened my eyes he had his face right above mine, his minty breath going across my cheeks. "You sure you want me too?" He asked. "We could just run to a janitors closet, since you're already wet."

"What? I'm not." I said as he touched my legs again, suddenly making me wet and moan softly. "H-How did you do that?"

"I'm good." He said lightly. "But I think we're going to need a new paper." I sat up and saw that it was ruined, making my cheeks blaze red. "You care to tell her why?"

"Leave me alone," I grumbled. "I have to go change." I snuck out of the classroom and went to the gym's locker room, grabbing the extra pair of leggings I had stashed in there. I changed and tossed my other leggings into a plastic bag, then venturing back into the hallway.

"Natalie," Nate's voice greeted from behind me. "Come here." I turned and saw him standing in the doorway of the janitors closet, a smirk on his face. I groaned and walked over, quickly being pulled in after him.

"You're not ruining these pants too, if that's what you think." I stated making him chuckle.

"If you keep begging, I might have too." He said, earning a glare. "Look Natalie, I'm sorry for everything that happened at that party. I wasn't cheating on you and I wasn't choosing them over you, it's just complicated. I had to basically 'woo' then to get their dads investment. We need that money for the expeensives."

"I just," I started — not knowing what to say. "I thought I was going to die and the only thought besides my life was you. And how on my last night, you pushed me away for these girls who were ten times prettier then me. Nate, I love you and it broke my heart to see that."

He walked over to me and wrapped me into a tight hug. "I'm sorry for everything Natalie. Especially that night and threatening you last night." He said while leaning his head down to look at me. "I love you Natalie and when Tyler told me you were scared for your life last night I've never wanted to punch myself more. I just want you to be safe and feel safe. I killed Raul and did so much to keep Lucas away from you."

"You killed Raul?" I questioned. "Y-You killed someone?" My heart started to pound out of my chest and I pulled myself away from him.

"I had too," he said quietly. "He hurt you."

"So you kill him?!" I exclaimed. "He's dead because he hit me!" He nodded and grabbed my hand in his.

"He'll never bother my cupcake again," he said while smiling. "You mess with a gang leaders girl and get caught you're not making it out alive. It's common knowledge in the gang world."

It felt like my lungs were closing as I was grasping for air. "Y-You killed s-someone..." I stuttered out between breathes. "I need to leave."