Aphotic ✔️

Chapter 21- "him"

"arron Scott... Is early to school? Wow" Emma taunted arron with a sarcastic smile as we stepped out of his classic red Mercedes

Since we came to school with Emma, who's never late no matter what

"whatever" he mumbled under his breath with as his eyebrows furrowed even more than before showing his unpleasant expression as he walked ahead of us with an annoyed pout on his face

Smiling to myself I shook my head as me and Emma followed him into the school

It was pretty much empty since it wasn't even 7:30 yet as we moved towards our class

I lost sight of arron because he was moving very fast with angry footsteps

Maybe his reputation of always being cool and late got destroyed which pissed him off, I enjoyed seeing him like this but kept my thoughts to myself because teasing him can't end well

"woahhhhh arron is early to school" liam passed by as he put an arm around arrons shoulder his face showing pure shock

"fuck off please" arron spoke in a frustrated and low voice which me and Emma somehow heard as he shoved liams arm off his shoulder earning a chuckle from him

My eyes met Liam as he left the pissed off arron and passed by me most probably towards his class

The look that always makes me uncomfortable, maybe it's because I know about him and Flynn, but the way his eyes rake over my body is literally sick

I raised my arms pretending to straightened out my hair just to cover up my chest as I felt really uncomfortable in the span of three seconds that his eyes burned into my body and back at my eyes

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The class started as Mr. Svenson entered, his eyes stopping at arron

As he raised an eyebrow and pointed out that what miracle happened for him to be early at school at which the whole class chuckled

And once again I could see arron cursing under his breath most probably beating himself up for why he listened to Emma

Emma is quite persistent so I don't blame him

"so class I need updates about the project, how much did you guys do?"

My ears perked up at the mention of the project as me, Emma, arron and Harry glanced between each other with guilty expressions

"okay you don't need to say I already know by the look on your faces" Mr. Swenson sighed as his gaze moved around from student to student

After the chemistry lesson was over I could barely open my eyes, something about that man's voice is like a sleeping pill. Literally everyone sleeps during his lesson

No wonder everyone sucks at chemistry

"hey my home-" arron spoke as he came near towards where me and Emma were sitting only to be cut off by Emma

"no arron, it's gonna be my home since we actually need to get shit done" she spoke with a cold straight forward tone as she gathered her books and walked out of the class without sparing arron a look

My mouth dropped down as I stared at Emma's back walking out of the class. I can't believe she talks to arron like that... No one... I repeat no one, not even his friends give him that sass

I could tell arron was thinking the same as he froze in his stance, slowly recovering as he closed his mouth and scratched the back of his head

"she... Really talks to me like that?" he looked at me still confused and I couldn't figure out if it was a question or statement as I patted his back and followed Emma with a small smile spreading across my lips

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After giving my books for the next lesson to Emma I went to the restroom as she returned to her class

As I exited the stall, a group of junior girls were chatting with phones in their hands which they obviously sneaked In since only the senior year is allowed to bring phones

Deciding to mind my own business I turned the water on to wash my hands as I felt their judgmental stares on me

Trying my best to ignore the anxiety rising in my chest I hurried out of the restroom as quick as I could but as I was about to reach the door one of them called out

"excuse me" she spoke in a extremely fake but sweet tone as she moved towards me, she was skinny and short with extremely fair skin, long chestnut hair and olive colored eyes

Quite pretty and charming, I wonder what she has to do with me

"is this you?" she questioned again as she held her phone in front of my face

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as I looked at the phone screen being held out to me

My heart stopped at the blurry picture displayed on the small screen

"no it's not" I replied with a calm tone as I stared right into her eyes with a smile on my face

"maybe you got the wrong person" i slightly bowed my head as I rushed out of the door before she could say some thing else

Finding the nearest pillar possible my body gave up as I held the wall for help

'how did she get that?'

'how much does she know and who else has it?'

My heart was beating anxiously as fear took over me, the ends of my eyes filling up with tears

If the word gets out, If they all know what happened.. I'm done for

They'll all leave, I'd be alone again. Everything will crumble

I need to find out what's going on, who's sending these pics and spreading rumors

Someone obviously knows everything

I can't let this get out no matter what

They can't know about him
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"do you even know how much I love you?" his voice repeated in my head as I remembered the exact expression on his face as it was two years ago
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"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON!?" the middle aged woman in front of me screamed between tears as she shook my shoulders violently but I was too numb to move

"ma'am please calm down" I couldn't make out what was happening, there was a beeping sound in my head, too loud for me to hear anything else

My vision was blur and I couldn't shield myself from the violence of her hands as people pulled her away
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"I hate you" he hissed and I knew he wasn't lying, I could see how much he hated me in his mesmerizing green eyes
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"yes she's the one"

"oh my god she's shameless"

"what a slut"

"she's not even that pretty"

I could hear them all, I could feel their Stares on me. I could hear guys talking about how they'd fuck me since it doesn't matter cause I'm already a slut. I could feel their words piercing through my heart every time

Their disgusting hungry looks scanning my body, I could feel them stain every inch of my skin

And what happened that day, his touch, his selfish touch and desire will be imprinted on me forever, a scar on my soul, heart and body cast by a flaming hot iron brand.

Before knowing what was happening my head started spinning as I could feel the energy draining out of my body, before I knew my body fell limp as I entered a realm of darkness.