Page 50 of Broken by my Bully
Under the table.
Just as I was about to shove my thumb up Kai’s ass.
He would have deserved it after all the shit he’s pulled.
I’m sorry I didn’t get the chance.
“I was nobody too, once.” He reaches out, pausing when I lean back, and then catches my bottom lip with his finger, brushing it hard with the pad of his thumb. “You’re going to my class, and you’re going to catch up on your assignments, and you’re not going to look a fucking gift horse in the mouth.”
I touch my mouth, the rest of my body immobilized by shock.
As if in explanation, he gives me a faint smile.
“My apologies, Miss Lee. That ink was incredibly distracting.”
Kai
“Of course he’ll fucking fail you,” I tell Oscar, rolling my eyes. “He said art in the form of a digital photo, not fucking—” I swipe my hand at the guy’s phone screen. “What even is that?”
“It’s abstract, man,” Oscar mutters, shrugging like the world just won’t cut him a break.
“It’s bullshit. Jesus, all he’s looking for is a shot of a homeless guy, or a piece of trash stuck in a fence. If you can put Claire de Lune over it, and use it as the intro to one of Sam Mendes’ movies, then you’ve got yourself an A.”
Oscar stares at me like I’m on smack. I don’t know why he’s in this class when it’s obvious from his build and his athleisure that his favorite pastime is playing with balls. On a field. Possibly in the locker room, too.
He slowly starts nodding. “Yeah.Yeah!”
Holy fuck, was I this naive when I was a freshman?
I shove the end of my sucker stick back in my mouth so I can chew it some more. A few bits are still in their original shape, but I’m like eighty percent done wrecking the plastic stick.
Rooke’s late.
And that’s fucked up, because he’sneverlate. He’s got the punctuality of the Grim Reaper. It’s one of those urban legends passed from seniors to freshmen, but his is based in fact.
Maybe he was in an accident. Is that part of my duty as a TA? Do I have to like call the hospital and shit to check if he’s?—
The door opens, and in walks Rooke.
Well, guess I’ll never get the answer to that question. I hope this doesn’t mean the lesson’s going to run longer than?—
And right on his heels comes Haven.
I almost inhale my chew toy.
She immediately glances over at me, as if to check whether I’m in class, then casually hides behind Rooke.
Jesus, Haven, you thinkhe’sgoing to protect you? I mean, yeah, he’s taller than me, but I could…
Well, I couldn’t do anything, because he’s a fucking teacher and I’ll get expelled. But intheory…
I should be a lot angrier than I am right now. Maybe I’m in shock.
Christ, she’s got some balls on her.
First she tried to stick her thumb in my ass, and now this?
I chuckle to myself as I turn my swivel chair to follow her progress across the lecture hall.
