...Oliver.
He picked me up and carried me out of the classroom. He sat me against the lockers and caressed my cheek. I slapped his hand away. Shock and anger took control of his features and a tingling feeling overtook my face.
He slapped me...wtf. All I did was stop him from touching me. He started to yell at me.
"Don't ever slap me. Ever."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Shut your mouth and don't open it again, never speak again or you'll regret it. Got it?" I weakly nodded. I always wondered what it would be like to be mute, well I'm about to find out. Hopefully no one asks me a question or I'm dead. I'm walked back into class just as the teacher starts doing their job.
"Where have you been, Miss Fuentes?"
I answered with a shrug while bitting my lip to keep myself from talking. Oliver's threat was not an empty one. This is one person who guaranteed a spot in hell. That also I will unfortunately see him there. The lesson went okay, I wasn't asked anything but it was still not like it would be normally. I would basically be a "know-it-all". This could be worse though like if I actually had friends in my class. I have the rest of the day off school due to the fact that I have a bruise from Oliver. I walked from my locker to the front gate only to walk straight into a wall, wait walls don't laugh. I look up to see...
Who do you think it is?
I plan to write more in future chapters. I will be working on this story in my free time at school this week. I plan to update by Tuesday.
Thanks to the 3 people that have read this story!
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Daughter of the Devil
FantasyWe all know of the devil but did you know he had a daughter and sons. What are they like? Do they roam the earth? Are they in bands or sport teams? What are their names? Well here's my interpretation of the Devil's daughter.
