The boy next door (Dylan O'Brien)

Chapter 9

Ella's PoV

I got up and just slapped Dylan and then started to walk off down the corridor. I don't know what came over me. I guess it was self defence. I herd Dylan mutter something before footsteps fastley approaching behind me. I started to walk after and even started sprinting. Now next to art is a corridor where it's all storage. Aka no body around to help and lucky me I had ended up on this corridor with a psycho chasing after me.

I felt a heavy force push me over and I feel to the ground. I herd a door open and I tried to get back on my feet again but I felt a hand go on my leg and start to drag me. I screamed and tryed to kick with the other leg but i herd Dylan say

"Shut the fuck up bitch or you'll regret it"

He pulled me into one of the supply room cupboard things. It was dark and all I herd was a click. The lock. Some tears began to fall. Another click sound went off and the light started to flickered on. a bright light invalided my eyes and I squinted until my eyes had adjusted. We were in a math store cupboard, I was just thankful it wasn't the biology one, with knifes and parts of a animal to dissect.

It was a small room with shelves around it.

"I hated maths" Dylan laughed. I just backed off closer to a shelf. Like it would help in this situation.

"Now, Ella, we need to talk" he said in a sinister voice. I just glared at him in horror.

"I need your help, you see I got in a" he paused and looked up. He smiled in delight then looked down

"Situation, and I need your help"  he said picking up a ruler and inspecting it.

"I'm not helping you Dylan" I spat. He quickly glanced up at me

"Yes you are, or our little secret might get out" he said. I felt my heart clenched and he just nodded his head slowly

"And also I have some other- things which I'm sure would convince you to follow me" he said in a puppy dog voice.

I didn't know what to do. Help him or have my life ruined. I mean he might not need help with something that bad.

"Fine" I whispered

"Sorry wouldn't hear you" he said slapping the ruler against his hand

"Fine" I said slightly louder. Dylan smiled.

"You know, I've always fantasied doing it in a small confined space" he said slowly lifting his head up towards me. I backed off and tears began to flow

"No, no" I whispered. A tear fell down my face and Dylan started to move closer

"Come on baby" he then grabbed his arms around me and grabbed my butt. I winced and noticed on the side shelf was a box of compasses. If I could get to that shelf then I could get out of here. I was going to hate myself for this but it was the only way. I wrapped my arms around his head and with eyes wide open started to kiss him. I started to try and make it so we were moving towards the side shelf. He started trying to undo my jeans and I lifted up my hand trying to reach for a compass. I was literally only a inch away but I still couldn't reach. I lifted one leg up so my pants were more difficult to take off and to get closer. Dylan pushed my leg down at the same time I picked up the compass. I took a deep breath and brought it to his leg and jammed it in as hard as I could. He jumped off me and yelped in pain. I pushed him off me and ran to the door. I unlocked it and ran out. I herd him yell bitch. I wasn't going to look back now. I ran into art

"And don't forget your presentations for tomorrow" she then turned to me.

"I'm going home, I just erm threw up" I said. She nodded. I went to grab my bag. A angry Dylan walked in. I saw blood on his leg and he looked at me furious. I knew he wouldn't do anything infront of anyone. I then grabbed my bag and left.