Mr Badboy And I

Chapter 4

MY FULL ATTENTION was on the teacher, even if I couldn't understand everything she said. A few moments later,the same guy I saw outside stormed into the class.

"Thank you for gracing us with your presence Mr Gray" our teacher said sarcastically,he just snorted and walked to the only free seat which was beside me.
Come to think of it,I have never seen him here before not like I would recognise him if I did,but I have never seen someone of his stature in this school.

After class he just stormed out the same way he stormed in. On the walk to my locker I was able to learn a few things, his name is Gray Schmidt,he's German, a rumored gangster,I don't know how true that is but I have to keep my distance,better save than sorry.

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Two weeks passed by and my father hasn't laid a finger on me,I don't think I could be more happier,I just did what he would want me to do and stayed out of his way,it was finally the weekend and I just couldn't wait for two days of doing nothing but sleeping.

I got home at the normal time and my father wasn't home,so I decided to take a shower before anything else but I slept off.

A pounding noise woke me up,it was nighttime,startled I jumped off the bed and hurried downstairs to investigate.
I realized I locked my father out,hurriedly I opened the door and was given a hard slap on my face.
"Where were you when I was knocking at the door?" I opened my mouth to reply him but he beat me to it. "Wait,I know,you were whoring yourself out like you normally do".

Every word reduced the little self value I had for myself,I could feel my tears brimming at the corners of my eye. I could feel his happiness rolling off him in waves,he seemed pleased with himself.

"Why don't you do what you are best at,relief me of my stress,you would do that for daddy wouldn't you?" I didn't understand what he meant until he jumped on me,groping me through my shirt and started tugging  furiously on my jean.

Adrenaline flowed in my vein,making me kick him so hard where the sun don't shine and shoving him with all the strength I had. He fell down hard,seeming stunned about my actions,I took this as an opportunity and ran past him,out the door and into the night even when I heard his booming voice calling my name.

By the time I stopped running,my limbs gave way and I slumped down unto the hard floor out of exhaustion.
I didn't believe I could run that fast,looking around me, I realized that I didn't even know where I am. I hung my head in defeat, trying to catch my breath when I heard some footsteps close by.

Walking up to me were three drunk homeless guys,looking rugged. I tried to get on my feet to leave but my legs disagreed with me.
"Where do you think you are going butterfly?" One said grabbing me by the arm,another came so close to me,licking my cheek,I could smell his horrible breath.
I have never felt more miserable in my life, I felt so dejected I began crying,I didn't have any more energy in me to defend myself. "Guys look she's crying when the fun hasn't began yet" another said in mockery,if anything it only made me feel worse.
Just as I was pushed on the floor and shirt was being torn,the feeling of the hands disappeared and grunts of pain was all I heard. I opened my eyes a bit,only to see a guy dressed in all black beating up the drunkards,which was the last thing I saw before I blacked out.

This is my longest chapter of 667 words,I feel fulfilled.
So,what do you think? Please do point out my mistakes,so I can make amends.