Chapter 13: 13

DAISY

Grabbing the textbooks I needed, I sluggishly shut my locker. It was hard to bring my-brooding-self to head to class. I'd give anything to stay right here all day. But I knew I had to get going. I can't be late for my classes.

With a doleful sigh, I unleaned from my locker and started down the quiet hallway. I clutched my books to my chest, taking one step at a time.

The morning was bright - sunny and reverberated the sounds of the chirping birds. It was perfect. It made no sense that anyone should feel as gloomy as I did on such a bright day. But I couldn't help it.

Last night, my life took a huge leap into being messy, illogical and dirty.

And since then, everything within me seems to be taking a drastic turn. My heart popped up with different emotions at once. I couldn't keep track of them.

Every second, my mind tries to embrace thoughts of Logan. Like it was okay to think of him the way I was beginning to.

I'm at a huge war with my heart, head and my mind. My heart echoes his name, my mind wants to have thoughts of him, but my head screams to me how stupid this was and how it was the beginning of my doom.

But what do I do? I seem to have lost control of my senses. I've been struggling so fucking hard to shoo away the memories of last night from invading my mind. But it wouldn't go away, and I'm frustrated as hell.

I shook my head as the flashes of last night popped into my mind again.

Dearest Goddess, will you please? I don't wanna think about last night.

When I got to the class, my steps slowed. Logan and the guys were standing right outside the door. They didn't notice me, as they all got their hands full.

Logan had a girl pinned against the wall; his hands caging her at each side. A brief stare and I recognized her as the girl from yesterday. The one I'd accidentally spilled an espresso on. His tongue wss dancing around hers and she was giggling and latching onto his hairy coat.

I felt a pang in my heart and I rubbed at my chest to keep it cool. This isn't my business. She's the girlfriend. I'm the slave. This isn't my business, I repeatedly told myself.

Drake and Jake were making out with the other girls who'd left with them last night.

Seeing Logan had kicked off a hard thumping in my heart. My resolve melted away and the memories I was trying to keep away flooded into my mind.

Last night, I had the strangest encounter with him. It was unnerving and different from the usual. Thinking about it now had me turning crimson from embarrassment.

I could still feel his strong grib on my boobs. His sucks and bites on my nipples still stung a little.

His warm fingers rubbing my panties had been the one thought I was trying to keep off. It always had me letting out an involuntary moan, like right now.

And the climax of last night was when he took out his dick and demanded that I take him. I'd never forget how dumbstruck I was.

”Take me,“ He'd demanded in a guttural tone, hating my hesitation.

I couldn't say a word. He'd caught me off guard, nothing had prepared me for this moment, nothing at all. I was staring at the first dick I've ever seen and it had my senses on fritz. I couldn't talk, I couldn't blink, I was just there, frozen.

He waved it around my face with a grunt. “Fucking take me, goddammit!“

“N-no…“ The word had left my mouth before I'd realized what I was doing. It was the first time I was going against his will.

“What?!“ His eyes reddened in rage.

“Please…” I was back to doing what I do best. “I can't suck your dïck, Master. Please…“

“The hell you can't!“ He'd snapped, grabbing my hair forcefully and tilting my head backwards. My mouth had been slightly parted from my screams so it was easy to force his dick into my mouth.

I was squirming so much to free from his tight grip on my hair. My screams had been muffled by his dick. It was so swollen I thought it'd tear my mouth apart.

“Just take me already, slave!“ He barked desperately. He fought to keep my head in place. I felt his dick move in and out of my mouth. My muffled screams were no good. But I couldn't stay silent. This was the worst moment of my life and I was desperate to put an end to it.

Just then, the door was thrown open. I didn't see who it was until he'd pushed Logan away from me.

“What the fuck is your problem, man?!“ Logan barked furiously.

“What the hell do you think you're doing?!“ Charles yelled back.

“I'm having her give me a head. What the fuck is wrong with that?!“

“You're being an ass, Logan. The worst kind. She's obviously clueless and knows absolutely nothing about giving a head.“

“That's why I'm teaching her,“

”You call that teaching? You literally forced your dick into her mouth. How's that teaching?!“

Their heated arguments had them forget about me in a brief second. I crawled out of their way and fled into the bathroom, shutting the door.

I guess Logan had tried to come after me, because I heard Charles yelling that he should let me be.

”I'm gonna ask you again. What the fuck is your problem?“ I heard Logan ask, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper. Even though I wasn't next to him, I still trembled from his tone.

“I'm your Beta, dude. It's my responsibility to keep you out of trouble,“

“I don't see myself in any kind of trouble,“

“Sure, you don't. But I do. You gotta let that slave be.“

“I will, after I've fucked her tight, little pussy.“

“She could be a god-damned virgin, man. Doesn't that bother you?“

“Not in the slightest way, no. But I'm yet to understand why it bothers you so much.“

“I don't wanna see you making a big mistake, man.“ Charles was barely audible. It was so hard eavesdropping from the bathroom. I couldn't hear the rest of the words he said. The next thing I heard was a loud slam of the door. My guess was, Logan just left. Again, the door slammed, and I knew they were both gone.

All through the night, I was stuck in the bathroom, washing my mouth again and again. The taste of his dick still lingered and it was clawing at my soul, reminding me of that brief moment I was treated like a slut.

This morning, I hadn't seen all three of them. It was just Charles. He hadn't spoken to me, but I could feel his intense gaze on me. It was uncomfortable having him watch me that way while I carried out my duties.

And now, he's still not with the guys. Not that I cared, I just found it a little unusual.

Just then, Logan looked up to me. He hadn't stopped his assault on Victoria's lips. But he'd found me with his eyes, and held mine in place. I wanted to look away but I couldn't. He had me just where he wanted.

Watching them had my breath hitch in an aching I couldn't explain. I wasn't sure why, but I didn't wanna watch them, because somehow, it was making me feel sullen.

He smirked, leaned in and grazed his teeth around her neck.

In a reflex, my hand went to the spot on my neck. He'd done the same thing to me. Although, I was yet to know what it meant, it still hurt that he was doing it to her too. But why was I hurting about that? Why did seeing them together bother me this much? God, what's happening to me?

I shook my head, broke the stare and walked through the door.

I spotted Suzy and went to sit next to her.

”Hey,” I forced a smile, placing my textbooks on the desk.

”Hey,“ She replied but didn't look up. Her gaze was fixed on the book she held. That was a relief. If she sees my expression, she'll ask a lot of questions. Questions I had no answers to.

We said no more words to each other. She seemed engrossed in the book she held. I, on the other hand, still had thoughts of Logan raking my insides.

“What are you reading?“ I finally asked, needing to distract myself from my thoughts.

She shook her head. “Nothing?“

“You're holding a book, staring right into it…“

“I know. I just don't wanna have my gaze dancing around. It might hit on the wrong person,“ She whined, closing the book and placing it on the desk.

“I don't understand,“

“The witch is back. And I just wanna stay out of trouble this time.“

“Who's the witch?“

”Victoria Hudgens. The blonde you spilled an espresso on? Yeah, that one.“

“She's a witch?!“ I gasped, feeling goosebumps crawling down my spine.

“Yes, the worst. She feeds on humans and claws their hearts out,“

“Oh God, that's terrifying.“ I shuddered. “But I thought witches don't exist among humans,“

“Oh, Daisy. I didn't mean an actual witch.“ Suzy groaned with a puff. “She's a horrible person,“

“Oh,“ I nodded, relaxed about the fact that she wasn't an actual witch. “And she's Logan's girlfriend,“ my voice was low and there was a shred of sadness in it I didn't understand.

“Yeah. Those two are the IT couple of the school. Master Logan found himself in a female version and he went for her. How romantic!“ Suzy squealed in fake delight.

I chuckled. “You hate her that much?“

“Comes naturally. Don't worry, you're gonna be hating her soon. It's inevitable,“

“Why would I hate her? She's done nothing to me,“

“Wait for it.“ Suzy said. She flicked through the book again with a frown. Again, she dropped it. “You wanna tell me why you got that look on your face?“

Huh? I tried for a weak smile, ”What look?“

”The one that says Master Logan did something to you?

“What? No. I'm fine. He did nothing,“ I quickly said. How do you tell your best friend that you turned from a saint to a slut in just a night? That you allowed yourself to be seduced by the devil?

I couldn't say it. I just couldn't. I was feeling too dirty and ashamed.

“Daisy, c'mon. You don't have to lie to me.“ Suzy gave me a warm squeeze of my hand. That always worked. But right now, I refuse to be swayed. I can't tell her.

“I'm being honest, Suzy. Nothing happened. It's just the usual. I'm fine, really. Maybe I'm just a little tired, but that's it.“

“Are you sure?“ She asked. “You know you can tell me anything, right?“

“I know.“ I was gonna say another word, but our homeroom teacher walked in. Mrs Becky Smith a slim, tall brunette, possibly in her 30s.

”Alright, everyone. Get seated!“

Logan and the guys walked in and I quickly had my head lowered. I thought I saw a corner of his lips lift in a smile but I didn't stare at him long enough to be sure.

I was quivering like I'd been in a cold rain all night. I knew I shouldn't turn around. But the urge was strong, and I yielded to it. I slightly looked above my shoulder and I caught a glimpse of Logan. He was still with her, and she was sprawled all over him like they'd forgotten this was a class.

I quickly looked away before he caught me staring.

“Why do you keep staring at her?“ Suzy whispered to me.

“I'm not,“ Another lie and I hated myself for it.

”I believe you've been grouped for this year's project.“ Mrs Becky began, dismissing my thoughts. “You'll be turning in your work after prom. So you have a load of time to work it out. Goodluck!“ She grabbed her books and headed out of the class.

Almost everyone was standing and leaving for their different classes.

“Math?“ Suzy asked. I nodded. “Me too, let's get going,“

“Okay,“ I excitedly packed up my books but a neatly folded piece of paper by the side caught my attention.

I opened it and it had just three words. *use the restroom*

It wasn't rocket science who had left this note. I was already a nervous wreck when I turned to Suzy.

“Go ahead. I need to use the restroom,“

“Sure, I'll wait,” she said.

“No, go ahead. I'll meet you there. Save me a seat.“ I hurried out before she could protest further.

I was halfway to the restroom when my path was blocked by a figure. I looked up and cold eyes were staring right into my soul.

“You do realize what's gonna happen to you when you get into that restroom, right?“ Charles seethed.