[BOOK 1] [NOT EDITED]
❝if you were to describe me in one word, what would it be?❞
she had the perfect life, with ideal parents, loving family however that came to an end when her mother was diagnosed with cancer. at the pure age of nine, she started...
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During lunch, I tutored James with his assignments. Surprisingly, I actually understood the material making my tutoring session easier. He was just missing the main points, but overall he knew what we were doing.
I put my brown locks behind my ear as I flipped the page to start the next lesson. The library was free of any people, as most were enjoying lunch. I was thankful that Chase made me waffles in the morning, for me to eat.
I remember the laughter we shared as we talked about anything and everything. A smile automatically forming over my face.
He couldn't come to school due to work, but he promised to pick me up after school. Although, I told him I can walk. He wouldn't take a no for an answer.
He's precious.
I love him with all my heart.
I couldn't wait for school to be over, so I can see him again.
I would do anything to be with him, forever.
"Jaz?" James tapped my bare shoulder causing me to flinch at the unnecessary contact.
"Yeah, sorry."
I flatten out my blue sleeveless floral dress on my thighs before crossing one leg over another. My straight yet wavy hair annoying me, every second.
"Lunch is over, thanks for helping me out." He said in gratitude. I smiled before packing up my stuff.
"No problem."
He leaned over and I flinched back immediately not liking the closeness. "J-James," I crooked out as he kept coming closer to me.
"Just showing you how thankful I am for you," he said as he forcefully grabbed my chin to make me look up at his lust-filled eyes.
Tears already forming in my eyes. "P-please s-stop." the replay of what happened last time replaying in my mind as he started touching me.
"Shut the fuck up. I know you want this." he assumed as his hand trailed my bare skin. He squeezed my arm that was bound to leave a bruise behind from the forceful grip.
"N-no s-stop please." I begged as I tried pushing him. Why am I so weak?
He leaned in closer to my lips as I used all the muscle remaining in my body to push him off of me. As he moved back, a little bit, I jolted up from my seat and ran to the door.
I opened the door as I heard James's loud steps coming in my direction in a complete rage. I was about to step out when someone called me.
"Jaz?"
"H-help me!" I said out of breath.
Connor came towards me as he lifted my chin softly, my tearful eyes meeting his. His jaw clenching immediately.
