Broken

Chapter 9

I woke up and put some makeup on my face to cover bruises. My ankle had swelled up a little but not too much. I made my way down the stairs and out of the house. It's Thursday now and that just means I'm one day closer to the weekend.

I got to school and just went to an empty room. I shut the door and sat down. One day this school will shut down. I swear.

The handle started to turn and I stood. Austin entered the room and his eyes locked immediately with mine. He shut the door and took out a cigarette.

"You ok?" He asked, "or are you going to cry like a baby?"

I scowled at him and put my head down. Let it begin...

He locked the door and walked over to me. He set his arm around my shoulder.

"Wanna tell me what happened to your ankle?" He asked.

"N..no," I shook.

"Wanna tell me what happened to your ankle?" He asked again.

I stood up and headed towards the door. He grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall.

"You're hur..hurting me," I whimpered.

He let go and looked at me, "what happened?"

"Why..why do you care?" I asked.

He looked down and back up at me. He pressed his lips to mine. I tried to push him away but it just wasn't working. My lips moved slowly with his.

"St..stop," I whined.

I was finally able to get him off. A couple tears fell and I ran out of the room. I went to my first hour.

"Why are you late?" The teacher wondered.

"Bathroom," I said.

I sat down and heard the girls whispering about me. I shook the thought of Austin away. The time passed and soon the bell rang. I went to my second hour quickly and sat down. I put my head down and tears fell.

Gonna cry like a baby?

You're hurting me

That kiss

S..stop

Everything was so real and I didn't like it. At lunch I just went to an empty room. I locked the door this time just in case. I waited for the lunch bell to ring. I then headed to my sixth hour. Surprisingly I haven't seen Parker yet. I'm really happy about that.

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I started towards seventh hour and Austin grabbed my arm. He looked at me. His look..look of anger.

"Follow me," he growled.

I did as he said. I followed him to an empty room. He locked the door and I sat down.

"Why'd you leave?" He snapped.

"B..because," I sighed.

He slammed his hand on the desk and I flinched.

"Why!" He snapped once more.

"Because..I..I didn't like it..," I looked down.

I stood up and he pressed his body against mine.

"But I did," he smirked.

The glint in his eyes showed evil. He started kissing my neck and sucking gently. I gasped as he messed with the lining of my underwear in my jeans.

"God," he moaned, "you're soaked."

I felt him slide one finger into me and I cried out. He kept sucking on my neck but moved to my collar bone.

"Austin," I whimpered, "Austin st..stop."

He didn't stop. He continued and it felt so amazing. Maybe I am a whore. Maybe I am what the rumors say I am.

"Fas..faster," I moaned.

He moved my jawline and his hand started to go up my shirt. I was brought back to reality and hit him away. He took out his fingers. They had a creamy white substance on them. He stuck them in his mouth and locked them clean. Tears came to my eyes but I held them back.

"You liked it," he smirked, "just like you'll like those bruises on your neck."

I touched one and winced. I ran out of the room and started to cry. I ran to the bathroom and sat in the corner. I heard him walk in front of the door and stop. Soon the bell rang and I heard him walk away. I stood and walked out quickly. I made my way home and into my house.