Bully's Proposal

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"I don't want to force you so it's okay but if you ever want to talk I'm here." I smiled.

"I'm ashamed." Ashton sighed.

"Of?"

"Bullying you made me feel good but it also made me feel guilty later. That's why I sent Jake to cover up for me." 

"Wait, you sent him?" I asked.yet 

"He didn't tell you?" Ashton asked.

"No, I just assumed he felt bad about me and came to help. I thought he was just being nice." I said.

"Well I suppose I can not blame him, I never told him to tell you that I sent him. So he may have assumed I didn't want you to know." 

We laid in silence for while. Just looking at the sky, holding hands. The moment was so simple yet so real that I felt this sort of warmth in me. Ashton turned on his side and stared at me. So I turned on my side and looked right back into his eyes. His finger tucked my hair behind my ear and stayed there for an extra second. 

"Why are you doing this?" I asked.

"Doing what?" Ashton asked.

"This proposal? Trying to get me to forgive you?" I asked.

"I don't know. Something about you excites me, it makes me what to change for you."

We moved closer and within seconds he came onto me. His hands pinned mine above my head and his lips dove for my neck. His assault continued as I moaned in pleasure. He used his fingers and unbuttoned my shirt setting my hands free. I pulled off his t-shirt and he unbuttoned my pants. His kisses move lower as he kissed my cleavage and then my belly button. His hands grabbed my breasts as he kissed me all over my stomach. I could feel the heat pooling in between my legs and I ran my nails on his back in pleasure as he pressed my breasts in his hands. He pulled my bra so that my breasts we exposed. 

"Ashton." I moaned as he played with my nipples. When his hand slipped into my pants, I was already losing it. 

"Come on love, ask me to kiss you, to fuck you. I won't do those things until you beg me." He said pulling away his hands. That is when I realised what was happening. I was melting under him again! I can not forgive him so easily, I can not let him have me because once he does, this will all be over. 

"I don't want this." I said softly.

"What?" He asked clearly confused.

"Move Ashton." I said as tears brimmed my eyes, threatening to spill.

"Sorry." He said and quickly moved away. I adjusted my bra and buttoned my shirt and pants. 

"What is going on love? Am I doing something wrong?" Ashton asked.

"You've been doing something wrong for 5 years Ashton." I said even though I didn't mean to taunt him.

"That's enough Minerva. You don't want to fuck me fine! I respect that because of course it is your choice. But please stop making me feel guilty about wanting you now." Ashton said.

"Why do we always end up fighting? It's like we're toxic or something." 

"We don't understand each other, that's why." 

"Or maybe because all we seem to do is get physical when we meet." I pointed.

"It is not my fault that I'm irresistible love." Ashton smirked.

"Oh really? I'm irresistible too Ashton." I said.

"Fine, then. Let's resist each other and try to be friends before we get into anything else." Ashton suggested.

"Okay, this is a part of our agreement now and whoever breaks this, has to do all the English homework." I said.

"Deal." Ashton agreed. 

"It's getting late. Can you drop me home?" I asked Ashton.

"Yeah, no problem."

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When I got home, my foster mother was waiting for me. She was sitting on the couch, shaking her head angrily. As soon as she saw me come in, she got up and stormed towards me. 

"You little bitch!" She scream.

"W--what?" I stutter.

"You left the stove on when you left today you little shit. We all could have when the cooker blasted! What should I do with you huh?!" She yelled gripping my hair in a fist.

"You're hurting me." I cried.

"Shut up!" 

"Please Ma'am, please. I'll do anything." 

"Fuck you." She spat and threw me towards the floor. 

Trigger Warning read with caution

I crawled up into a corner and cried as she left me alone. I somehow made it to my room and cried until I couldn't feel a thing. Even then when I couldn't stop, I dug into my bag for my pouch. I took it out and fetched the sharpener and unscrewed the blade from it. Stepping into the shower, I took off all my clothes and switched on the shower. As cold water ran down my body, I cut open the skin on my inner thigh. The deeper I cut, the better I felt. The blood flowed down with the water and once I was done, I washed up and changed into fresh clothes. 

Warning Ends

I did all the other household chores like I have to and skipped dinner. I was about to go to bed when I got a text message from Ashton. 

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When I woke up the next morning, my entire body was sore and pain had only increased. I checked my cut and it had already begun to heal. I searched the box of medicines that I kept next to my bed for something that would take away the pain. As soon as I found something, I quickly took it and got up to get dressed and then cook breakfast. My foster mother didn't bother me in the morning partly because she was asleep. As usual Val picked me up and we drove to school. 

"Where were you yesterday?" Val asked. 

"With Ashton." I blushed.

"Be careful okay?" Val warned.

"Yeah, I know. But we're actually on good terms for a change. He's actually making an effort and I want to work with him on that." I said.

"It is a good thing to help someone but you should know better than to try and help someone like Ashton." Val said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Look." Val said as we pulled into the parking.

A crowd had gathered at the entrance of the school and two people were at the centre of it. I couldn't see who it was but at the back of my mind, I could feel it.