There's A Thin Line Between Having Fun And Abuse

There's A Thin Line Between Having Fun And Abuse

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I turned the door knob with my hand sweating, nervous from what I'm going to face. I stepped inside reluctantly and saw Jacob staring at me with anger in his eyes. I gulped with fear, I was sure that he heard me because a small smirk formed on his face. "You're late." He said breaking the silence. "I had something to do." I lied, I had nothing to do, and no friends to do anything with. "And what was that?" He asked "It doesn't matter." I said and saw him clench his jaw in frustration. "You will tell me or I will punish you worse than I already was for the fact that you were late" He said and I wanted to run away as far as I could. I wanted a normal eighteen year old's life. I broke into tears and he grabbed me by my neck and made me face a corner in the kitchen. I wanted to die right there I wouldn't be surprised if he ended my life right there. He grabbed an old, falling apart, wooden chair, and before a warning he swung it at my back. And I cried out in unbearable pain.
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His rough hands pushed me firmly against the wall. He placed his hands on either sides of my head, I was cornered with nowhere to go. He pressed his big muscular body up against my tiny one. His hot minty breath fanned my face and my breath hitched. He leaned forward but stopped when our lips brushed. The urge to kiss him was too big but I have to constrain myself. He is a teacher for crying out loud. "You didn't do your homework," he sarcastically whispered against my lips. "I..I well." I stuttered not being able to make full sentences. "Do I make you nervous?" Mr. Matthews asked whilst pushing his body even closer to mine, which I didn't think was possible but apparently it was. I was now squeezed in between the wall and him. I gulped. "no, I just forgot. Besides I'm not the only one" I stated matter-of-factly. He grinned "I know, but I wanted to keep you behind. Want to know why?" he asked. I slowly nodded my head in a 'yes'. I felt him smirk against my lips. He pulled away slightly making my lips itch to touch his again. "Because you drive me crazy, I can't stop thinking about you" he murmured whilst placing tiny pecks from my cheek to my jawline. Each kiss leaving a tingly and hot sensation behind... Abigail is your normal 18 year old senior in high school. After summer break she has to go back to Green Camp High. There is a new teacher and he's smoking hot, Mr. Matthews. In this unexpected year Abigail gets bullied, breaks bones, makes and loses friends, takes care of her brother but above all finds love. Join her in this emotion rollercoaster and find out what happens in this unexpected year.

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