Shayne Peters, the school's new quarterback, who is taking over from Adam because he apparently failed a drug test, which I wasn’t aware of until tonight, had drunkenly told me he’d takenMissy up to the master bedroom, and said I was a cool girlfriend to allow her boyfriend to sleep with others.
I didn’t believe him, I didn’t want to, so I went to the room, hoping I was going to prove myself right, that my boyfriend wouldn’t cheat on me, especially not with the school walking, talking STD, not after yesterday when I gave him…
I was wrong.
***
Grunts echo from behind the door, and a girl's moaning, and my eyes tear up.
“Maybe it’s someone else?” I try to make myself believe, hoping and praying, and taking a deep breath, I open the door, not slowly, nope, I shove it open, not caring if it’s going to be someone else because I need to know my boyfriend wouldn’t do this, not after last night.
For the past half an hour, Adam had disappeared after I turned him down yet again when he tried to drag me into an empty room, but surely he wouldn’t.
Adam's head swings my way, anger in his eyes, which soon widen when they lock with mine while Missy gasps, “Do you mind?!” as she turns her head towards me from her position on her front, her ass in the air, his cock shoved inside her.
“Holly…” she chokes with shock, and I shake my head as my tears fall before I quickly turn around and rush towards the stairs, their shouts for me to come back echoing, but I ignore them.
***
“You wouldn’t fucking give it to me, Holly!” he shouts, “It wasn’t fucking cheating!”
My bottom lip wobbles as I try to shove myself further into the door, causing me to flinch at the sharp shooting pains coming from my ribs, and breathing becomes difficult.
He attacked me, my boyfriend, who was supposed to be sweet, hit me.
He caught up with me after I rushed out of the house, grabbed me by the hair and shoved me over the hood of his car and while I tried to fight him off, screaming for help as he told me I was his, that I made sure I was when I gave him my virginity while a crowd had formed.
He bashed my head against the hood a few times while people filmed it, laughing, believing we were playing when I cried for them to help me. It wasn’t until Missy of all people shouted that he was hurting me, shouting that I’d just found him in bed with her and that they will hate themselves tomorrow morning when they see the proof on their phone that I was crying for help the crowd soon sobered up, and the people who I thought were my friends then tried to intervene which only angered Adam even more.
He shoved me onto the floor and kicked my ribs several times before he was dragged off me but before I could run away after stumbling to stand, he grabbed my hair and shoved me towards the passenger side of the car.
Several students tried to stop him, and I tried to run, I really did, but with him high on god knows what, he seemed stronger than he should have been. He managed to get me inside the car before hitting people when they tried to intervene.
I saw several people on their phones, all looking scared, as he successfully ran over Missy’s foot when she tried to open my door as I banged on the window, crying for help.
I should have listened to my mama when he asked me out.
“You loved me, you gave me your virginity, you know I wasn’t cheating!” he claims as he picks up speed, and I flinch again.
He’s snapped, he really has, but I won’t let him believe that I’m his, I refuse.
“You hit me,” I choke, “I was screaming for you to stop, crying for help, it’s all over their phones!”
He growls, “You’re fucking mine!” as he leans over and this time manages to grab my hair tightly, and I scream as I’m yanked over to him just as sirens blare in the distance, blue and red flashing lights filling the darkness in the car, and he shoves me back as he curses, and relief fills me.
“Pull over!” a voice echoes, and my tears fall before Adam completely loses it and growls, “You think you’ve gotten outta this, huh, Holly?” I look at him, locking eyes with his hazel ones, the pupils completely blown.
Who is this guy?
How did he pull the wool over my eyes?
“Pull over, Adam, please,” I choke, and he curls his top lip at me and confirms, “You’re going to dump me, aren’t you, huh?” and I look away from him, not willing to lie knowing the cops are here.
I’m safe, he’ll pull over…
“First football and now my perfect girlfriend who gave me her virginity,” he mumbles to himself, and I shake my head.
“I gave it to you thinking you only saw me but it was a lie, you basically stole it by pretending to be someone you are not and then you cheated on me!” I choke, and he growls again not liking the truth before the car picks up speed, and I look at him in shock and command, “Adam, don’t be stupid, pull over!”
