"M-Miyamura-kun"
He stood there, basking in the warm sunshine, his locks up in a half ponytail, piercings and lip chain in display, in other words, he was truly a gorgeous man.
I'd never seen one as beautiful as him.
He stared at me, for the first time, I saw his eyes devoid of any emotion. That made me scared.
"Miya-"
" I want to end this relationship with you"
There, he said it. The words I have been dreading for the past two weeks.
My eyes welled up in tears as my hands trembled, gasping to say anything. Nothing came out.
I couldn't look at him anymore, I just stared down at the green grass in the park.
I nodded.
"I'm sorry Izumi" and with that I took off, as fast as I can in my crutches, the cast on my wrists and the unforgettable pain in my heart.
He watched you run, eyes gleaming in somewhat pity and shock. That was the first time you had ever said his first name.
He walked a few feet behind you, just to make sure you wouldn't trip or fall, the least he could do to get rid of the guilt in him and his promise to her, he vow to never break.
"I'll never leave you" "I promise I'll always be here for you" "I promise to love you till death do us apart"
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You slam the door as you fell down on the bed, your broken joints screaming in pain.
You laid there silent, it wasn't until your phone buzzed to a familiar voice.
"Cakie-channn, come heree"
That's when you broke. The pipes in your eyes loosening to no end, the tightness of your throat, the trembling pain in ur hands, and mostly your chest that was tight.
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Miyamura sat at his desk which was now in the middle of the room next to Hori-chan.
His eyes trailed her features, her little laughs, smiles and quirky nature, all in all, she was a beautiful girl, full of life,
Miyamura always kept thinking he didn't deserve such an angel like her.
"Yaaa students" Yasuda sensei spoke out in a playful loud tone.
The class started, everyone was present except for one.
Hori couldn't help but noticed how Miyamura's eyebrows twitched in worry.
Hori could understand, Miyamura always helped Cakie-chan to school and back after her injuries. He practically took care of her as her parents were never really around nor did they care. She squeezed his hands warmly, in concern for you and him.
She truly was an angel.
Quarter through the class. The door slammed open, gasps oohs ahs could be heard through out the class.
Miyamura turned his head, wondering what the big commotion was about.
There you stood, making ur way to Yasuda sensei who couldn't even hide his boner for the sake of his student.
In other words, you were a hot fucking mess.
You were in your junior high uniform. The top ending just 4 inches from ur belly button , it's buttons mismatched, your busty tan cleavage on display, below ur bellybutton hanging onto ur waist, was the skirt of 11 year olds, it barely covered anything but your but, ur chub thighs sticking out from the high socks, one shorter than the other.
Miyamura didn't fail to notice the light gold chain wrapped around your waist in his initials, it was a gift from him, a month ago
for ur birthday.
I Z U M I ' S B A B Y G I R L
Hori's heart fell down as she took notice of that. She glared daggers into your body, along with the rest of the girls in your class. The whole class got real quiet when they notice that. They would have never thought, Miyamura would have that side to him. Well there's many things his classmates never knew about him.
"Sensei," you stood there in your crutches
"I'm sorry I'm late today.. I- my clothes, I forgot to do my laundr-"
He seemed to came into a realization and he dropped his book with a loud thud and he bent down putting his hands down your shoulders, squeezing them as he wailed.
"OH MY POOR BABY HAS BEEN ALONE"
"NO ONE WAS THERE TO LOOK AFTER YOU"
"OH MY SWEET CHILD"
You stood there uncomfortably in humiliation as he screamed out.
"Sense-"
"NO YOU DONT HAVE TO SAY A WORD I KNOW I KNOW"
Yasuda then hugged you, sobbing into your neck.
You stood there biting your lips nervously, you couldn't help but let your eyes wander to Miyamura who was sitting right Infront of you, glaring coldly at you.
Even one look at him, made your eyes teary.
You just had to love him so much.
Seeing him, his and Hori's hand interwined.
"SENSEI'S A PERVERT" Ishikawa yelled as the class started to gossip again.
Sensei immediately let you go.
"Child please have a seat"
As you turned side ways, Miyamura's eyes bulged out and he almost broke Hori's tiny slender fingers.
There it was your cotton panties sticking out of your pocket.
Both your wrist were in a cast along with your left leg.
Miyamura's regretted almost for a second, he could've waited until you completely had healed.
Miyamura wasn't the only one who noticed.
Sensei, Ishikawa, and Shu who sat at the corner where you were going turn.
One nod from Ishikawa and Shu had his phone out with the camera open until...
"IS THERE SOMEONE WHO IS WILLING TO VOLUNTEER TO HELP CAKIE SAN"
You winced at his tone. You knew all the girls in the class hated you because of Hori. They all hated you because you stole Hori's crush, Miyamura.
As expected no one raised their hands, but Shu Iura.
You wanted to cry, not him, anyone but him.
You half expected Miyamura would help you, you guys broke up over the spring break, and today was everyone's first day at school.
Does Miyamura hate me so much?
You couldn't help but have a tear rolling down ur blushing pink cheeks at thought of your ex lover.
Sensei couldn't be more happy that Shu was willing to volunteer, he couldn't wait for the discussion after school with him.
With a nod from Sensei, Shu walked towards you, one hand on your arm and another on ur exposed waist , squeezing it hard. You swallow a cry as he lead you out of the classroom.
Your eyes desperate begging Miyamura to help you, but he wouldn't budge nor did he lift his head up.
The truth was he was fighting himself, his breaking point was when you whispered his name, as if they were your last words. He was about to get up but Ishikawa's hands on his shoulders were caging him down so hard to his seat. Along with Hori by her side holding his hands begging him to stay.
He looked up at your tear stained eyes mouthing his name as Shu dragged you out of the class like a rag doll.
"IURA SAN MY ROOM" Sensei yelled as they left the room.
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"I-Iura-san it's okay I can do i-" you stuttered halfway until he pushed you to his chest and his lips at ur ear.
"Cakie-chan you don't know how long I have been waiting for this."
He hurriedly opened Kyoko's locker using the key she passed him, pulling out her uniform as you stood there crying for what was gonna happen.
The one time, the one time you wished Izumi would come, but he would not.
"Shhhh baby" Iura said with his hands on ur buttons opening them with ridiculous speed.
U closed your eyes and sobbed as he threw your crutches across the room.
He grabbed ur breasts squeezing them tightly, you tried to stop him but you couldn't with ur cast wrists.
"What a slut you are, couldn't even clip your bra" he laughed as he lowered the material pinching ur now erect and pink nippless.
"Please stop, stop, stop" You yelled at him quietly.
"Not so feisty are you now, Cakie" he kissed ur nipples while clipping your bra. He then kneeled down to your skirt.
"Oh fuck" he pulled them down, staring at your soft, small, pink lips.
And you broke down sobbing loudly. Hoping someone would come for your rescue.
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"Ah Iura-san, here I was thinking you would never make it back"
The whole class echoed in laughter as Iura helped you to your seat, your head down silently crying.
As you sat down in ur chair, he groped your ass once more as he made it to his seat, smugly smiling and laughing at the boys teasing him, passing Ishikawa a high five.
Miyamura shook in rage, as he saw the bruises that lined your inner thighs as you sat down.
He stared at your swollen lips making small sniffing noises.
"Fuck" he muttered under his breathe.
Hori looked at him, making sure he wasn't looking and she passed a small smile to Shu taking her locker key back.
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Your hands shook, tingling in pain. Your private parts sore and bruised. Your thighs covered in bite marks. Your breasts wet by his mouth.
You felt so disgusted, all you wanted was a very hot shower to wash off his touch.
"Cakie-chan please don't wet your book, I don't have another copy"
Sensei made a comment loudly walking pass you, making the class echo with laughter again.
You bit your lips flipping the page and doing your work, trying to forget everything.
But you couldn't all you could think of was Iura-san did to you at the lockers. How he broke you down and stripped you off your dignity. How he shamelessly put his hands and mouth on you in the men's locker room.
And again you flinched at the memory trying not to cry again.
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I'm sorry this chapter hasn't been edited yet, apologize if you find any errors, I will fix it soon, there might be a delay in chapters because I'm having my exams.
Hope you all enjoy this chapter ❤️