Page 20 of Ruin

I turn to Ash and mouth the wordsorry.

Do you have one on you?

I quickly scribble the words on a piece of paper.

I need to forget about last night.

Forget the pain in my wrists too.

“Here.”

Ash slips a joint in my bag. I give him a small smile. He knows I’ll pay him back later.

A sharp whistle makes me turn my head.

Declan nods for me to come over.

I sign to him.

I’m not a fucking dog.

He laughs. A genuine laugh. And it’s crazy, but he looks good when he does it.

“You’re whatever I want you to be.”

His voice is taunting.

“So get over here, or crawl here like a dog. Your choice. You have until I count to three.”

Is he fucking joking? There’s nowhere to run, but if he’s going to be a dick, I’m not cowering down to him that easily.

“One…Two-”

I slam my locker shut and walk over to him.

Asshole.

He laughs again.

Then he walks away. And I stand there. Not sure what the hell that was about. Something to fuel Stephanie’s bitch mode, preferably.

He opens the door to the janitor’s closet and nods his head for me to follow him in. Closing my eyes, I sign.Asshole.As I follow him inside. I jump when the door closes, and before I can move, he grabs my face and slams me against the door.

“What’s in your bag?” His voice is low. He closes the space between us.

He kicks my legs apart.

“You know I like this look today, a nice short skirt, with…

His hand moves higher.

“..let’s see.”

His palm presses against my thigh.

‘Stockings.”

“So I can play whenever I want.”

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