An innocent childhood friend that hides his intensely possessive tendencies and his equally unstable older brother with no sense of boundaries.
Dominic and Jake Truven are both troubled teens that have their sights set on their family friend, Nicol...
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--Dominic--
Another end to the week begins with the start of something big.
I gulped, reared back against the lockers with a glowing blush heating up across my cheeks. So, to say the least, I was nervous.
Giggles chorused to my shyness, nearing in to trap me even closer. Urgh, please step away. I'm not used to girls being so close!
"Dominic, you don't need to be so bashful about it," a high-pitched voice intoned into my ear from my right. A set of goosebumps peppered across the right side of my body at her proximity. Arms coiled around my own and nestled them to her chest. "It's not like I'm asking you out or anything," she teased, shoving my arm between her boobs. The heat of my blush started to radiate down to my neck. N-Not so close! Brown eyes fluttered up at me as she leaned her head forward. "Although, if that's what you really want, I wouldn't mi-"
A hand grasped her by the back of her shirt and yanked her away from me. The girl that was in front of me was pouting, displeased by the affection of her friend. "Alright, that's enough," she scolded, before stripping the brown-eyed blonde off me. The two girls started protesting against one another whilst I was awkwardly stuck in between, pinned to the lockers. Who were these girls again? I've seen their faces but I don't remember their names. I'm making an effort to remember all of them that talk and approach me, but it's not that easy. My eyes lingered up, searching the hallway to the cafeteria above their heads. Where's Nicki? She was supposed to meet me here so I could take her to my table. "Anyways." The brunette girl that got her friend under control, tugged at my shirt for attention. I gazed down, oblivious as to what they wanted. I wish they could've come at a different time though. I'm kind of busy waiting for Nicki right now. The brunette stared up with blue eyes sparkling in hope and plead. "I-"
"We!" Her friend corrected, abruptly.
The brunette clicked her tongue in annoyance before resuming her previous innocent puppy-dog eyes. "We were hoping you could tutor us on maths? After all, you're basically the smartest boy in our class for it and Mackenzie and I are on our last legs," she whimpered, grasping onto my shirt and resting onto my chest. My mind went hazy with fluster and I struggled to find the words to respond. Were they just using me? So they could spread rumours about me just giving up tuition for anyone. Then everyone could just leach off me. I honestly couldn't tell, but it's not the first time it's happened.
When I was being bullied, Jason would demand me to do his homework and naturally, everyone else followed his lead. If I didn't do it, they'd steal the answer sheet for tests from the teacher's faculty room and put it in my locker to blame me for cheating.
"W-Well, I-"
Her other brown-eyed friend threw herself onto my arm again, shaking my thoughts up even more. "Besides, we've always admired that big brain of yours, unlike all those other idiots that bullied you for it," she pampered, squeezing down on my arm even more. Ah, it's going to go numb at this rate. "Please? Just for a lesson or two?"
