Olivia’s POV
“Welcome to your last year at Makenzie High, how do you feel?” Jeany my best friend in the whole world held her hand out to me pretending it was a microphone
“What are you doing? We’re seniors now, we don’t wanna look like dorks”
“Come on, think about it, today marks the beginning of the end, the countdown starts today, don’t you have any comment?” She held the invisible mic to my mouth again, I looked at her hand, and back at her as she urged me to answer
“Sean, Jeany has a very important question for you”, he rushed over to join us
“Welcome to your last year at Makenzie High, how do you feel?” Jeany began her interview and I slowly inched away rushing to the blue double doors leading into the school, yes it was a face brick building with blue doors and brown aluminium windows, what can I say, that’s public-school design at its best
The hairs on the back of my neck began to rise as my spidey sense tingled, I honed this skill in the era of Zack Knight, my middle school bully, I lived in fear of him all the time, that is until the goddess graciously answered my prayers and he suddenly moved away, I went from terrified to happy in a matter of seconds.
I haven’t felt this way since he left, I feel dread, my whole body is on alert, I feel menacing eyes staring me down, I feel myself crashing down under their weight. I followed their stare, and it led me to the roof of the main school building, as soon as I looked at him he turned around
“Who is that? That dark brown hair looks kind of familiar” the man wore a black leather jacket and blue jeans, “must be a janitor”, I shook it off and rushed inside, and went to my first period, English lit, which was my favourite class.
“Julius Caesar”, Mr Hart held the book above his head and beamed, “I trust that you all read the assigned pages over the holidays”, he questioned the class and we all nodded, “good, then let's pick it up from Mark Anthony’s speech”, the rustling of pages turning filled the air “friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears”, he continued to read the passage out loud
I’ve always loved literature and Mr Hart taught me last year as well, and I was thrilled to have him as my teacher again this year, he had a way of making the text come alive
“Miss Whitlock”
“Huh?” my head shot up at the sound of my name
“Are you with us?”
“Mhm”, I nodded, as my cheeks flushed from the embarrassment of being called out
“Then I guess you wouldn’t mind continuing from where I left off”
“Yes, Sir" I started to read. “You all did see that on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; and, sure, he is an honourable man”
“Thank you Miss Whitlock, now before we go on, tell me Miss Whitlock, what do you think Brutus and the other so called honourable men felt about our dear Mark Anthony’s speech?”
I consider myself a nerd, I’ve always done well at school, I’ve always gotten good grades, but I wasn’t one of those nerds that sat in the front and were the teacher’s pet, I preferred to sit at the back, and keep to myself, quietly observing everyone, so naturally everyone shifted in their seats and turned their gaze fixing it on me
I cleared my throat and took a deep breath, “they felt betrayed, they trusted Mark Anthony to keep up the status quo but he pulled the rug up from under them, turning everyone in the audience against them”
“Yes”, he beamed, “he blindsided them; they didn’t know what was coming until it was too late, a lesson to all of you”, his words brought a shiver down my spine like my body knew something I didn’t
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“Come on, Melody and Sean gave me great content, just tell me what you expect from this year”, Jeany pressed me for a response as we sat in the cafeteria,
“What’s up with you, why do you need to know so badly?” She played with her golden hair as she pouted giving me puppy dog eyes
“It’s too early for goldilocks isn’t it?” Melody smirked at Jeany, and Jeany threw her pen at her, she hated being called goldilocks, but with her golden hair and blue eyes it was only logical, we chuckled
“Don’t laugh, I'm being serious”, Jeany whined
“Okay, tell you what, I’ll answer your questions only if you tell me why this is so important to you”
“I signed up for the….”, she mumbled the last words
“What?” I leaned in, trying to hear, “did you guys get that?” I looked at Melody and Sean. They shook their heads back at me
“I heard nothing”, Melody mocked
“Me neither”, Sean chimed in
“What did you say Jeany?” I asked with my elbow on the table supporting my head with my hand
“Fine”, Jeany huffed, “don’t laugh, okay”
“Oh, we wouldn’t dream of it”, I said as a matter of fact
“I signed up for the school newspaper”, we all went from leaning over the table to pressing our backs on our chairs with our jaws on the ground
“So does this mean we have to say, ‘on the record or off the record’ whenever we talk to you from now on?”
“Come here”, Jeany boomed standing from her chair, Sean ran for it with Jeany right on his heels, Melody and I watched as Jeany threw food she got from people’s plates at Sean, he did his best to dodge them, but he was very unsuccessful.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up again, as that eerie feeling of dread came over me, the cafeteria went dark as a pair of green eyes filled the room the eyes got bigger and bigger as they inched towards me, my throat closed up and I couldn’t breathe
“Hey are you alright?” Melody shook me back to life, I looked around frantically searching for the source of this fear that has come over me, “look at me, here drink some water”, I took her bottle and drank it up in one go
“I have to go, see you later”, I ran to my next class, for some reason I felt safer in there than at the cafeteria, the rest of the classes went smoothly and soon the bell rang, I took my bag and headed to my locker
“Hey”, Jeany pulled me aside, “Melody told me what happened, are you alright, do you want me to take you home?” I love Jeany, this is why she’s my best friend
“Don’t be silly, you live on the opposite end of town, I’m fine”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, now go, rain is coming, hurry”
“Alright, but I need your answer to my question tomorrow”, I nodded, and she rushed to the parking lot, I rushed to the west gate, my spidey sense tingled again and I stopped, standing in the corridor between the science building and the library, as I felt the eyes on me again, I followed the gaze and it led me to the roof again, the man turned away from me once again when I looked at him, thunder cracked in the distance and I ran, rushing to get home before the rain caught me
The sky darkened quicker than I had anticipated, I clung to my backpack as the wind blew harder, I rushed to the short cut, I hardly used it because it was a dodgy alleyway, but with the rain beating down on me, I have no other choice
The rain poured down harder now, and I stopped running when I got to the alley, ‘no use now, I’m soaked, my books are soaked, why run?’ the darkness made the alley even darker, my spidey sense tingled all over my body, I sensed danger all around me, there was dread in my heart and fear in my bones. I walked tentatively through the narrow alleyway
“Ugh”, I groaned as my back crashed hard against the wall; he pressed his body against mine, “no, no, no, no, please no”, I whispered with my eyes still closed
“Look how you’ve grown in just two years, did you miss me, little bunny”, he ran his hand down my cheek, I took a deep breath, ‘lemon mint’, "hic", my body started to hiccup involuntarily
“How? You left…why are you here?” I forced the words out as that old familiar feeling of fear came over me, I was alone with the guy that tortured me for years, I could scream but no one would hear me
“Don’t be like that little rabbit”, my lips trembled from the cold brought by the rain as well as from the heat radiating from him, his hands ran down my back and cupped my ass squeezing and releasing as he breathed deep, rubbing his hard cock against my thigh, his thick hot breath tickling my neck, "hic"
“Stop”, I breathed, why is my body tingling at his touch? He is a monster who beat me and insulted me several times, then why do I feel this way, why do I love his touch?
“You make me hard…can you feel it?” He brushed his hard arousal against my thigh, he continued breathing heavily, panting hard, his thick breath hot on my neck as he thrust faster and faster into my thigh, he squeezed my ass, my body got hot, wanting more, needing more, "hic"
‘Fuck, Olivia what the fuck are you doing? You're saving yourself for your mate, remember?’
“Get off me”, I whispered
“Just a second, I’m almost there”, he breathed, I opened my eyes and saw a black leather jacket, it was him, he’s the reason why I felt uneasy all day
"Let me go”, I tried to push him away, but he only held me tighter, panting as he pulled me in closer humping my leg even faster, my panties soaked with the wetness of my arousal as his pleasure rubbed off on me, "hic", I need to stop this, and I need to stop it now.
“Why won't you leave me alone? Are you obsessed with me or something?"
“What the fuck did you just say to me?” He barked staring me down as the rain poured down on us
