Didn't Mean It

8

For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone.

Walking down the hall, by myself for once. There weren't anybody in the hallway and I know Jason's in History by now. Except for... Justin.

I see Justin looking through his locker, I took a deep breath making my way towards him. "Hey.." I said quietly, he looked at me.

His expression was emotionless. "Hey.." He said in a bored tone, looking back in his locker.

"I'm sorry.." I said, biting my lip.

He raised his eyebrow once, shrugging-- closing his locker. Looking at me. "I am, too." He said beginning to walk away.

I quickly stopped him. "I need to talk to you." I said.

"I think you said enough this afternoon."

"Justin, please.." I said quietly.

"What do you want from me, Jasmine? You tell me you like me, kiss me then you tell me that it was a mistake and that you don't want to talk to me.." He said, shaking his head. "I don't know what game you're playing--"

"I'm not playing games, Justin. You don't understand.." I trailed off.

"That's because you won't let me in. I asked you this morning you said nothing and that you don't want to talk to me.. Fine.. You got what you wanted.. Now leave me alone." he said taking his arm out of my grip, turning on his heels walking away from me.

I heard clapping behind me, I quickly turning around to see Jason standing against the wall. "What a show, you deserve a round of applause.." He said, making 3 loud claps, dramatically. "Wow, not even the boy you cheated on me with wants you.." He said titling his hand, smirking at me. "I believe I did tell you not to talk to him.." He said making his way towards me.

I backed away from him. But he caught me before I even got the chance to move away. He held onto my shoulders firmly, slamming my back to the lockers. I whimpered in pain.

"And yet again, you didn't listen.." he whispered in my ear. His hands trailing down my sides down to my waist. "You've been a bad girl, Jasmine.." He squeezed my waist tightly, causing me to squeal. He then pulled away leaning down to my lips. Kissing it roughly and bit my bottom lip dragging it between his teeth. "You deserve to be punished.." He rasped. Tears falling down my face once again.

"Jason please..." I whimpered, my body shaking in fear.

"Shhh, baby. I'm not gonna hurt you.." he tilted his head to the side again, brushing my hair out of my face. "But I might... do something to benefit the both of us.. It'll feel good, too.." He said smirking at me seductively.

My eyes widening, knowing exactly what he meant.