The Last Gifted//c.m.b

#44

Evie Pov
I walked down the hallway from the girl's locker room and was about to call Corbyn and ask him if he could pick me up because i missed my bus talking to my archery coach.

Now no one is at school because they had already left and there are no after school activities today.

And the last time i was alone in the school, it didn't turn out well.

I walked down the hallway as i got my phone out and was about to hit the call button.

"Oh hey Evie, funny seeing you still here" Jackson's annoying voice came from behind me and i rolled my eyes.

"Ha, yeah, very funny" i kept my pace, Jackson following behind me.

"Would you stop following me?" I glared back at him.

"Why would he stop?" I heard another voice and his friends came around the corner making me stop.

"Hey long time no see" another said and i rolled my eyes and walked a little faster.

"Hey wait a minute, wait a minute" the boys came around infront of me, stopping me once more.

"Were you goin sweetheart?" Jackson taunted.

"I am not your sweetheart" i snapped as i turned to face him and his signature cocky smirk.

He faked beging hurt and placed his hand over his heart and i scoffed.

"Will you please move out of my way?" I asked his friends "i asked nicely."

"Oh no, were so scared" one of them faked, and the other's laughed.

"What are you gonna do Evie?" Another shoved my shoulder a bit.

"Yeah, you gonna call Corbyn for help?" I held my phone so they couldn't see that i actually had his contact ready.

"For your information, i didn't call for help at the party, he showed up" Jackson scoffed at this.

"Well Corbyn isnt here to save you this time, is he?" Jackson grinned, without looking at my phone i turned down the volume to silent and hit the call button.

"What do you mean?" I asked softly as i felt an uneasiness in my stomach.

Both of my arms were grabbed by the boys behind me and i struggled to pry free.

"Hey let go of me!" I demanded as they pulled me into the boys locker room.

"Get the hell off of me!" I fought against them.

"You talk big Evie, but when in a real situation like this what are you gonna do?" Jackson stood infront of me, as i filled my mouth with saliva.

"Huh? Not so tuff now are you?" He taunted and i spit in his face.

Jackson let out an angry grunt as he wiped his face with his sleeve.

"Your really asking for it now" Jackson's eyes locked with mine, but i saw two things in them, anger...and lust.

He then noticed my phone in hand and yanked it away and looked down at the screen.

"So you are calling Corbyn for help" Jackson ended the call.

"I'll take it from here boys" Jackson announced and my arms were set free, only to be grabbed once more by Jackson.

He backed me up and back back hit the wall of lockers ruffly as he pinned my arms.

Jackson began sucking at my neck and my breaths became sharp.

"Now your scared" he breathed into my ear "that tuff act is hard to keep up now isnt it."