How he completely ruined my childhood.....

How he corrupted my innocence and was threatening to take away my very soul

How I unwillingly suck and jerk him off just up there inside my room, not to mention what happened at his house...

Even Derick got caught up because of me....

I couldn't even tell anyone about it, not even her... because I felt like they wouldn't understand

How I've had to live with the shame, disgust, and humiliation I felt with myself ... each time he touched me

So I had to know everything...

"What aren't you telling me,, mum?" You are clearly hiding something from me" my voice came out sounding both desperate and pleading

She suddenly slammed her palms on the table and I flinched back reflexively

"That's enough from you,you should never bring up this topic again! It's all in the past now"

I watched in disbelief, confusion,and frustration as she storm up the stairs, but not before shooting me one last warning glare....

I fell back to the ground staring at the scattered photos...

What was going on?...

Even mum was now behaving suspiciously

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Sash waited outside as I walked into Mrs. Clark office.....

She looked up from the pile of documents, a smile spreading her face

"Anna come in, I must say you really did well on your project this time, I knew I could count on you"

I could only gape at her....

I never went back to Mark's house after that day, not to mention of completing and submitting a project.....

Did Mark do that? I found it hard to believe

"I think pairing you along with Mark turned out fine"

A memory of him spanking my ass raw and an unwilling shudder ran through my body...

She was absolutely wrong but I didn't tell her that...

Her expression turned serious as she looked about as if looking out for listening ears

"What's going on between you and him?"

"Why did you pair me up with him? I already told you the last time "

Something flashed through her eyes but it was gone before I could make it out...

"You promised you were going to help me..." My voice cracked out at the end, I blinked back the tears that threatened

Her eyes flashed with something akin to guilt, she looked like she was searching for words to say but she ended up saying nothing

I shrugged before collecting the extended score sheet from her hands....

I turned to leave when her voice called out stoping me right on my tracks.....

"Stay away from Mark"

The hairs on the back of my neck stood still alarm as I turned around to face her

"He's dangerous"

All I ever wanted was to run as far away from Mark as I could, but then I never could get far before he catches me....

I nodded numbly and walked out on shaky legs...

"What did Mrs. Clark say? Why so you look so pale ?" Sash asked on seeing me, concern written clearly over her features

I shook my head forcing out a tiny smile, extending my text score sheets

"Look, I passed"

She held a hand over her chest as if in relief....

"Then why that expression, you almost got me there for a second"

If only she knew ....

Mrs. Clark warnings chimed like a blaring alarm in my head....

"Let's go to class"

I could only agree with her words

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A burning sensations dug holes into my back all throughout the class, I didn't have to look to know who the pair of gaze belong to...

I kept thinking about Mrs. Clark words, how dangerous he was, I mean I've seen what he did to Derick... but it seems she was also somewhat afraid of him.....

She made me wonder who exactly he was

I made the mistake of looking back and my breath stuck in my throat, sure enough, he was staring at me, his green gaze burning brightly, he didn't even make to look away after being caught by me....

A smirk slowly spread across his face, he slowly ran his tongue over his lips, smacking his lips loudly

I gulped down slowly and quickly averted my gaze, the blood rushed to my face, I shouldn't have looked, now my palms were all sweaty and I couldn't concentrate on what the teacher was saying...

The class couldn't come to a quicker end, I was the first person to dash out of the class, the teacher might find me rude but right now I was running for my life...

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