Just Go With It. (Editing of Minor Errors!)

Chapter Thirty-Five

I shut the door and lean in through the window “I’m dead serious, Mr. Morris.”

“Please?” He asks as the bell rings

“I’ll see you later, Mr. Morris” I say with a slight smile and I turn and walk towards the entrance

“Jess!” Mark calls as I walk over to my locker

“Yeah?”

“Where have you been? I haven’t seen you in like forever!” He says and I smile, laughing a little

“I’ve been hanging with Jack” I say and his smile falters a bit.

“Oh.” He says and looks down at his hands.

“What’s wrong?” I ask as I get my books from my locker

“It’s nothing”

“Mark come on, you’re my best friend. Just tell me”

“I feel like he’s not good enough for you, Jess”

I look at him “What do you mean?”

“Jess, come on don’t make me do this” Mark says as he runs a hand through his hair

“Just say it”

“He’s a player. Tim (His older brother) went to school with him and he has told me numerous stories of how he slept with girls then dumped them the next day.”

“So? That’s the old him. He would never cheat on me”

“I’m not saying he would cheat. I’m saying he is going to hurt you.”

“Mark, stop.”

“No, you have to hear this. He is a player, always will be. You don’t deserve that.”

“Mark, Stop!” I say and I look him in the eyes “I love him and he loves me. There is nothing you can say or do to stop that.”

“What about this?” He asks and he traps me in between his chest and the lockers

“What are yo-….” I say and he cuts me off by planting his lips on mine. He rests his forehead on mine and looks me in the eyes

“I love you, Jessica Hogan” He whispers

“Mark stop.” I say and he looks at me

“You don’t love me?”

“No, I’m sorry”

“You have to love me!” He growls and forces his lips back onto mine

“Mark please, stop!” I mutter. He pushes his body closer to mine, grinding on me.

“You like that?” He asks, as he presses harder.

“Please stop” I whimper. My knees buckle beneath me and I start sliding down the lockers. Mark puts his hand to my throat, pulling me back up.

“You will love me.” He whispers harshly “And you will forget about him” He says as he kisses down my jawline to my neck and collar bone and back up to my lips.

“please” I cry and he just kisses me harder. I bite down on his lips, causing it to start gushing blood.

“You little Bitch!” He mutters and he puts his hands to my throat. I thrust my knee upward and it collides with his baby maker and he falls down, hard.

I start running, but don’t get very far. Mark tackles me to the floor and my head collides with the cold, dirty tile floor. Little black dots dance around in my vision. I feel a Mark thrust himself on me as he rolls me onto my back.