[A/N] Double update time ! ＼٩( ￣ ε ￣〃 )و //
I had to explain the shirt thing again to the teacher, and then again to another teacher who came into the room to deliver news about the trip, the roster and times. I was already sick of the speech.
The giggle from the back of the class was also unwelcome, the occasional person looking like they wanted to lean over and ask me for clarification, but sitting next to Jacob and in front of Atlas I had a feeling they got a little intimidated and ended up keeping to themselves and their lot.
However said group of girls approached as break approached us and the lesson was almost over. "That was so long!" A girl called Elia stretched, leaning on the table behind us to stretch.
"Why are allowed to wear earrings." One of Atlas's friends remarked as Elia passed us. And two of Atlas's troupe got up to bicker back and forth with her jokingly.
"Atlas?" One of them looked for him to follow.
Atlas ignored them.
I got up to leave just in time to watch Tabitha come up behind.
"Jacob," Tabitha leaned in over his shoulder. "Thanks for your help yesterday."
Both Atlas and I turned to look at him and then at her.
I glanced back at Atlas, he narrowed his eyes.
"In future, don't bring questions teachers can answer, to me." Jacob spoke, his voice an even distant tempo, cold and disinterested. It almost had an unintentional bite to it.
Tabitha hovered for a moment, then pulled back slightly, clearly embarrassed. "Yeah... It's just I really don't think a teacher could have explained it properly..."
"Motherfucker." Atlas snickered. "I thought you had another wife."
Jacob gave him the evil eye, turning just slightly to glare at him with an icy look and then turn back to collect his papers, the printout schedule and list of equipment sitting on his desk.
"Another wife?" Tabitha repeated slowly.
"I don't have a wife." Jacob spoke calmly, but still managed to maintain that horrendous disinterest in his voice.
"Oh..." She smiled slightly. "Okay." She grinned, turned back to laugh uneasily at Atlas, brushed his shoulder with her fingers, and walked out, a slow walk that was no doubt meant to give him something to look at. Or if it was unintentional just showed off a particularly nice ass.
Jacob remained cold.
I frowned at him. "I swear that's why people think you're all prudence and Church wafers."
He ignored me like he ignored the few students wandering around close to him, one of them mumbling goodbye and racing out, but as he got up and collected his things seemingly waited for me to follow.
Atlas got up, pausing to throw something at one of his friends who was cackling as he hit one of the tables trying to swing his bag to hit the rubber with while he walked out of the room, leaving us three behind.
He looked me up and down as I fully turned and got out from behind the chair and turned to Jacob. "Don't you have a spare? Looks like a dress."
Jacob nodded and left the room, the clear expectation that we would follow in toe, and we did.
"It's like XXL." I told Atlas.
Atlas raised an eyebrow. "Who asked?"
I rolled my eyes. "You look like you think I look tiny. I'm not, it's a big shirt."
He laughed at me.
"It's a big shirt." I repeated.
"What's the saying? If your shoes are big you'll grow into them?" He cackled and I glared at him, annoyed and seeing him walking in front of me kicked the back of his leg as he was walking in retaliation.
"Motherfucker!" He stumbled, and glanced back at me a sudden fiery dark look in his eyes and, my heart jolted slightly and I backed up a little bit, moving around him nearer to Jacob.
He pointed a finger at me. "You want me to chase you?"
"I'd rather you-"
"Quiet." Jacob demanded loudly, opening the door to the locker room and waiting for us to enter.
He got me a shirt from his locker, white like it had been bleached and perfectly ironed and folded, it was freaky how organised he was.
I accepted it and thanked him. And then both of them watched me, waiting for me to change.
The locker room had lockers lining the walls in a rectangular shape, and then a row of lockers in the middle, creating a somewhat small corridor between us filled with light grey lockers on either side.
The two of them stepped on either side of me, Jacob near to his locker and Atlas on the other side. Atlas arched an eyebrow.
I looked between the both of them.
They looked back at me.
Enclosed space.
No one else here.
Atlas folded his arms, he looked like he might just be broad shouldered if he didn't move, but the moment he did you could see his biceps flex through his shirt. I didn't know why I felt as increasingly nervous as I did, but I blamed it on that. Jacob too just looked down at me impassively, a cool blue gaze on me.
"Change." He ordered, stepping closer, not helping at all. I looked up to see his eyes examining me slowly, with a gaze that made me feel weird. I glanced at Atlas and he cocked his head, something strange in his eyes.
My heart felt like it was going at an odd pace. I couldn't help that I felt weird between them. Everything they'd done so far had fucked up my brain and now... the association forced me to think that way.
My eyes glanced at Jacob's lips and he raised his eyebrows.
I saw the flashback of the porn, Jason and Brett and everything in between, the red and pink and too much of everything as Brett tortured Jason and Jason made noises like he was fully on board with being actively murdered on camera. My heart raced in my chest.
"Yeah..." I shifted nervously, feeling a little too self aware. "I'll just..."
The air was stuffy, bristling between us.
"I didn't give you the shirt to hug." Jacob raised an eyebrow. "Change."
"Not with you..." Stop watching me. I wanted to tell them. Them and their eyes, they felt like they had lasers shooting out of them, I swear I could feel them on my skin, both of them. Did they really have no idea how nervous that made people feel?
I dropped my bag on the floor and headed for the door. "I'll just change in the toilets!"
"What?" Atlas looked at me like I was mad.
"There's a security camera in here!" I ran out of the room.
"What are you a girl?" Atlas yelled after me.
"Hey!" Jacob barked.
But the boys toilets was just next to the lockers, and I didn't want them to follow me, which was half my reason for dropping my backpack like an anchor.
I couldn't even be alone with them, not for a second, and yet every time I was between them I felt weird. What had I done to myself?
[Jacob's POV]
Both Atlas and I bristled as he ran off.
Atlas picked up his backpack and intended on following but I grabbed his shoulder. "Let him hide." I told him. "After today that week is over." I continued, icily.
Atlas shrugged my hand off his shoulder. "Somethings up with that little shit. I'm gonna up front ask him."
"Leave it." I stopped him. "Wait until there can be consequences."
Atlas turned back, a level of slow interest forming on his face. He squinted at me. "You always say weird shit like that. You gonna explain what you meant by playing with a girl but not fucking her?"
I didn't answer.
He rolled his eyes and leaned back against the locker, kicking Akara's bag, the phone falling out of the water bottle pocket.
I crouched down to pick it up. "You said..." I spoke slowly. "You wanted to see me punish Akara."
Atlas's eyes flashed to mine, I saw the genuine interest sparked in his eyes, burning away. "What do you mean by punish?"
I picked up the phone unthinkingly, and it vibrated in my hand.
"Whether or not-"
I was glancing down at it as it lit up and the incoming text message resulted in my cutting off my own sentence.
[ J u l i e ] Yes okay I also have school so five sounds good
[ J u l i e ] Also it gives me time to change for our date
[ J u l i e ] Ill bring my own money dont worry xox
I blinked at the screen, reading it again.
"What are you looking at?" Atlas asked, a little startled by my change in tune.
He leaned over and I angled to phone in his direction.
He read it, and like me seemed to need to read it a couple times over to fully digest what it said.
We both looked at the door to the locker room, the door to the toilets just outside.
[Akara's POV]
I was just about to leave the toilets when the door opened and the both stepped inside.
I looked up at them, startled, and backed up.
"What are you doing?"
Atlas looked pissed, I swear I saw the ripple of flames coming off of him as he stepped into the small room, a slight hunch to him as he looked down at me.
Jacob looked at me, and wordlessly held up my phone, a particularly icy look in his eyes.
I squinted at the screen, saw the texts, read them a moment before it went black, and my blood went cold.
"That..." I exhaled.
Jacob continued to hold it up.
"Wh- What am I supposed to be looking at?" I asked them weakly, backing up a little further.
Both stepped closer and my heart raced in my chest as I tried to look around them, feeling my chances at making a quick escape quickly diminishing. But it was hard not to back up looking at that sight, and every time I backed up I made it worse.
Jacob pressed the home screen and held up the phone again, with a sharp unimpressed look.
My face felt flushed, I avoided looking at it. "Ohh..." I mumbled.
"Oh?" Atlas repeated.
My heart raced faster. "By date..." My voice stammered slightly and I cut myself off. "Uh, she means my friend."
"She means your friend." Jacob repeated.
Goddamn it was like trying to explain myself to a couple of really fucking intimidating parrots.
"My- My friend, he's dating her, but- but he doesn't have a phone."
"God you little liar..." Atlas growled walking right up to me.
I backed up faster, raising my hands. "Wait, wait, wait!"
Jacob stepped up as well, calm and cool, it was almost more freaky that way. "Let's start this over," He smiled at me, a smile that sent a chill right through me, and I wrung my hands nervously, looking up at the two of them, unable to settle my gaze on anything. "With the truth."
I exhaled, backing up between the two sinks in the small toilet. I looked up at them and licked my suddenly dry lips. Was it just me or was the toilet getting warmer?
"I have one date." I expressed slowly and carefully, raising a finger.
Atlas cocked his head. "Mother... fucker... And you were pissed at him!"
"He has a baby!" I exclaimed. "And you were more jealous than I was."
Atlas grew a little pink in the face, glancing at Jacob. "When in the fuck was I jealous!" He stepped closer and that was about as close as he could get without brushing up against me.
I looked up at him, a little panicked, my hand out to stop him getting even closer.
"I do not have a baby." Jacob interjected coldly.
"Well you-"
"Explain." Jacob cut in, with a voice like a knife.
I swallowed nervously, and I explained that I had a relative that thought I needed to start dating and arranged it for me and wouldn't take no for an answer.
"What the fuck, you got lips say no!" Atlas grabbed my chin.
I shook my head out of his grip. "I did!"
"Clearly you didn't-"
"We're coming." Jacob spoke coolly, his voice dripping ice into the room.
"What?" I blinked, and began to panic. "No!"
Atlas initially looked surprised then slowly nodded, apparently choosing sides decisively.
"No way!"
Atlas grinned and leaned in and I looked back at him, breathing a little fast as his cologne seemed to just touch the air near me, my eyes helplessly glancing at his lips as well, while I leaned back, wanting more space but also wanting something else, something of the vague memory of pleasure I recalled each time he got close that messed me up so bad.
"You wanna mess us around?" He asked me.
"I wasn't-"
"We're coming." Jacob decided.
"You're not!" I insisted. "No fucking way!" I shoved him back and Atlas grabbed my arm and held it back, pushing me back between the sinks so that I couldn't get out, I tried to kick at his legs but missed and ended up half sitting on the sink.
"You aren't coming!"
"Keep in mind." Jacob spoke calmly, reaching out slowly with an elegant hand, the tips of his long fingers just barely touching my chest. "This is the last day of your week."
I froze, still as a statue, and blinked wide.
His fingers traced something initially unrecognisable on my chest, until I remembered it, along with the feeling of the marker on my skin, the way it felt cornered back against the sinks the first time, the heat in the air, the strange odd humiliating pleasure, the way it looked in the reflection.
I swallowed.
I felt the warning on my skin.
I looked up at them helplessly. "A month."
"Excuse me?" Atlas raised an eyebrow so far up I thought it would come right off his forehead.
My heart pounded. "A month." I begged in distress.
Jacob's eyes narrowed to slits with shards of ice between them. "Do you really want to do that?"
The promise hidden in those words was equally intriguing as it was terrifying.
Shit.
I looked at Atlas, who towered over me as I bent backwards over the sinks, a dark look on his face.
My shoulders slumped in defeat.
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