𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝙢𝙚 - 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐋 (Editing)

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕

(Tw: sexual assault mention)

Ellis

I stormed in the bathroom before slamming the door shut. Walking over to the mirror I see my hazel eyes barely able to hold back my tears as they threatened to fall.

Why did I storm off like that?

I shouldn't have stormed off, but I couldn't take it any more. I hate that Brandon and Cody were prying into our relationship lives, not to mention talk about Elijah. It just pisses me off.
Elijah did say anything to him, he was just trying to humiliate him.

Who knows, Elijah and Tobias might think I was over reacting by storming off. God why am I such a screw up! I feel like I'm ruining our relationship! I should have kept my mouth shut.

I slam my fist against the sink before gripping my hair before looking back up at the mirror. The tears that threatened to fall had, finally fallen down my pale skin.

No-No, stop crying.

I wipzed my eyes repeatedly, drying up my face to the best of my ability. My eyes were slightly puffy and had a light red tint.

The door swung open and there was Tyler. And I wasn't in the mood to deal with him. I wanted to just go back in time, where we didn't go downstairs and just stayed in bed were the warmth of our bodies stayed together.

I turned around and attempted to say something but I was stopped by a pair of lips.

I shove Tyler off me.

"Fuck off Tyler. You know I don't fucking like you." I growled lowly with annoyance.

"Please, just give me one chance." He begged as he walked closer

"No, I'm in a relationship. And you know it." I rolled my eyes at him.
"You have a fucking girlfriend too jackass."

"I don't like her like I like you. She's just a place holder."

I scowled at him. "You're fucking disgusting. Get away from me."

"I love you Ellis, please just give me a chance!" He shouted desperately.
And I didn't give two shits, I'm never going to be with him.

"I would never be with a guy like you."

He walked over to me and before I could react he pressed his lips against mine and grabbed my wrists with his hands.

I tried to force my face away but he was persistent. He pressed my body to the cold bathroom wall before he went to kiss my neck. Hard. That was gonna leave a fucking mark.
I felt his hand travel to my ass and I use that free hand to attempt to shove him away, but it was no use, be wouldn't budge.

"Get off me!" I shouted as he suck my neck, but it was no use. He let my other hand go and it traveled slowly to the inner part of my thigh, and I subconsciously grabbed his wrist and kept trying to push his hand away

"you don't have to tell them." He mumbled against my neck as his hand worked up my thigh.

Tears prick my eye as I squeeze my legs shut, enabling his hand from getting any higher. "Get off me!" I managed to finally shove him off me. I knee'd him in the groin, which caused him to hold his area. I kicked him to the floor and immediately ran out of the bathroom.

I go and search for a teacher, and I see Mr Langz leaning against a wall in a random hallway. I ran over to him and he looked up and saw me crying.
His expression turned into confusion then worry.

"What happened? Why are you about to cry?" He asked me. And I slowly explained what happened in the bathroom. His expression grows angier as I explain.

"Where is the guy? And what's his name?"

"His name is Tyler and he's in the bathroom not too far from here." I state as I use my finger to wipe the tears that threatened to spill over.

"Thanks for telling me." He immediately ran off in the direction I told him.

And I couldn't help but press my back against the wall before sliding down the wall until I was sitting with my knees to my chest.

I felt my bottom lip quiver before I let out a sob. I'm scared. I don't know what to do, what to think. My mind is blank as tears dance their way down my cheeks.

I hug my knees as I start to breathe a bit shallowly.

"Calm down." I tell myself. But the feeling of his hand subconsciously makes me squeeze my legs shut.
"Why... Why me?" I sobbed out as I buried my head in my knees.

"I should have just stayed at the table and this wouldn't have happened." I mutter to myself, "It's probably my fault it happened to me. Maybe I deserve it."

I'm a bad son, I can't even do the simplest thing for my parents. Maybe it's karma getting me back. I deserve what happened to me, don't I?

Of course you do.

After a few minutes more of crying I pick myself up from the floor and make my way to the room. Luckily I have the key so I can get in. I unlock the door and shut it once I get inside.
I don't lock it just in case Elijah and Tobias come back in.

I go over to our bed and lay down, pulling the cover over my body before my legs subconsciously pull up to my chest. I slowly shut my eyes, trying to ignore the memories from half an hour ago that flood my mind.