Supernatural Boarding School #1 - A Bond of Love ✅

Chapter 72

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 We turned around to see Mr. Hammerhead standing behind us with his arms crossed and his expression inquiring. Damn – that man really seemed to pop up every time I was doing something illegal or stupid. Whether I was returning from sneaking out to see the werewolves, running down the hallway in my underwear or sneaking behind the front desk, he was always there…

“Newbie…”His eyes widened when he took me in. “What happened to you?”

I looked down at myself to see what he was talking about. With a start, I realized my shirt was torn at the front, showing my stomach. I also noticed my wrists were slightly bruised from Kevin’s way too strong hold on them.

“I erm-” How the hell was I going to explain this one?

“Kevin sexually harassed her,” Simon said quickly. I could tell he was relieved he could inform an authority figure after all.

“Oh my.” The teacher immediately went from angry to apprehensive. “Are you okay, Demona?”

“So you do remember my name,” I mused. “Yes, I’m okay.”

“We’re actually here to make an announcement,” Eros told him, gesturing at the intercom. “To make sure no girl will be in danger of becoming his next victim.”

“I see…” Mr. Hammerhead smiled slightly. “Going to the principal isn’t an option, huh?”

I could tell Simon wanted to butt in again, so I quickly stepped in. “I don’t think detention would be a severe enough punishment for what he did to me, sir. I’d like to a little more damage.”

“I take it the three of you roughed him up after what he did?”

I hesitated – were we in trouble after all? “Only a little, sir.”

Eros scoffed. “It was nothing compared to what he did, but he’ll be sporting a nasty black eye tomorrow and his jewels will never feel the same after what Dem did to him.”

Mr. Hammerhead nodded in contentment. “Good.”

We all looked at the teacher in surprise – maybe we should’ve known he’d be the last one to tell us off for doing something like this. If there was someone who didn’t really care for rules, it was him.

“What would be the use of sending out a message right now?” he asked then. “There’s no intercom system in the bedrooms, only the classrooms, cafeteria and hallways are equipped.”

Simon perked up – it seemed he’d only just picked up on what we were planning. “Maybe we could record a message and have it air tomorrow during lunch period or something?”