Homework

Shawn stood waiting for Tiara. They had been paired for a school project. He was looking forward to it. It was going to be so much fun he’d have her eating out the palm of his hand before his first week was up, and he was going to enjoy doing it. He had no idea that she had been warned about him and who he really was. He’d been to so many schools and this was his last chance to prove himself, and he was going to, but he had spotted Tiara, and he just wanted to have a little fun, maybe torture her a little. They had relatively nine months left before school ended, and he was going to make sure she never forgot him ever.

She slowly and awkwardly walked out of the school gates. She was not at all looking forward to doing this project with him, which Stacey had told her. What if she was his next target? This was her final year at school, and she didn’t want to be bullied like she had for the past four years. She’d tried to stay away from Cameron and his friends since what had happened last year, and she still had scars to prove it. No one knew that Cameron had raped her, not even his friends. He’d torn her up, and they had had to stitch her up, and she had to take time off school. Her parents weren’t too happy. She wouldn’t tell anyone what had happened. They wanted to involve the police, even the hospital staff had told her that her injuries suggested rape, but she had denied it, and they had given up after six or seven attempts at getting her to open up. It didn’t end there. Once she returned to school, the harassment was continued not just by him but by his friends too. She came to a point where she just wanted to end it all, and she would’ve if her best friends hadn’t come that day and broke her door down and stopped her from slitting her wrists. She hoped this wouldn’t be the same. He was a well-known school bully, and he was no different from Cameron, Elijah and Arron.

He looked up and smiled. He stomped on the floor. “Thought you'd bailed.”

“No, we need to get this done.”

“We do.” He threw his arm over her shoulder. She looked at him nervously. “No need to be scared princess, I won’t do anything.”He leaned forward talking into her ear, his cold breath made her shiver. “You’re not my type. I prefer a girl that is fuller. You know what I mean?” He grinned.

She nodded. She always felt so ashamed of her body. She was a late bloomer, and it showed she hadn’t even got her first period till she was thirteen, when she finally began to hit puberty and the insults from Cameron and his friends began. Now he was degrading her too. Could this year possibly get any worse?

“Come one. The sooner we get this soon, the sooner we can get you home.”

Thank god.

He led her away from the school, heading across the canal where the houses stood feet away. God, she hoped he didn’t live in one of these. He could easily dispose of her once he was through with torturing her. Mind you, he could push her in as they walked she looked over at the rippling water swallowing hard. She hadn’t even noticed him taking his arm off her shoulders to un-bolt the gate.

He grabbed her hand. “Come on princess, we haven’t got all day.”

She turned and swallowed. This was her worst nightmare.

He pulled her through closing and bolting the gate. He opened the patio door and, pulled her in and, locking it, guessed there was no way back now. He pulled her through the house up the stairs to his room. She was nervous. She hoped there was an exit open. If he tried anything, she could run.

He pulled her in, locking the door.

She gulped.“Why did you lock the door?”

“So we don’t get disturbed.”

“But there’s no one here.”

“There will be soon.”

“Bu..”

“We haven’t got all day, Tiara. You’ll no doubt want to be back before supper, so we can get on with this.”

She swallowed hard he pulled her down. She almost fell on him.

“Steady on princess, you almost ended up in my Crown Jewels,” he laughed.

Her face flushed. She pulled back, sitting on the bed next to him getting what she needed out of her bag as he booted up his laptop. “Shouldn’t take long.”

She nodded.

“Is there anything you’d like to ask me?”

She shook her head like no.

“Are you sure? I bet you want to know why I chose to come to your school so late.”

“Not really n…no.”

He smiled. “Well, I’ll tell you anyway. I didn’t fit in very well with my last four previous schools. No one likes a person who stands up to everyone.”

She nodded, though she knew it wasn’t the complete truth.

He typed his password in quickly. “Well, let’s get this done.”

She smiled and they began their project.

They sighed two hours later. f**k, that was hard work and they hadn’t finished yet. They had to put it all together. She wasn’t looking forward to spending more time with him. He closed his laptop. Looking at her, he could tell she was nervous but chose to ignore it. He leaned closer to her. His cloud breath tickled her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

“I wasn’t being completely honest. I was kicked out of my previous schools because I was known as the school bully. Everyone feared me, and they would again, but I had already chosen my target.”

Her heart thumped loudly against her rib cage. As he continued to talk, “I chose you.”

She swallowed. She wanted to be anywhere but here right now.

His hand slid up her leg. “We’re going to have so much fun Tiara.” His hand slid higher.

She couldn’t go through with this again. She just couldn’t. She needed to think quickly and get the hell out of there. Her friends were right to tell her to keep help away from him. She needed to change schools now.

“I’m going to enjoy this year the most Tiara. You know why?”

She shook her head like a no.

“Because you’re in it. And you’re going to find out exactly what the real me is like.” He said, getting closer, kissing her neck. “And I, for one, can’t wait.” He hovered over her, his legs either side of her. His eyes were dark and evil in hers. “And if you go running to someone, you’ll regret every day you lived. Do you understand?”

She nodded her head.

“Yes or no, Tiara?”

“Yes.” She said, in a shaken voice.

“Good girl.” He leaned closer. “We’re going to get on just fine.” He said, pressing his lips on hers and kissing her.

Her knee went up hitting the balls. He fell due to the pain.

She shot off the bed, grabbing her stuff and running out of the bedroom door as he was groaning. She shouted out of the room as he shouted. “You b***h!”