Chapter 17

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I walked down the hallways, with my eyes buried in the tiled floor. I would stare at my wedge shoe as though I had never known it.

It seemed like every eye that lingered stared at me disgustingly and I was slowly freaking out. 
 Some would laugh. Others would talk more about the entire situation and still, they weren't the victim.

Whatever!

I rolled my eyes. I had come to school with a positive affirmation and not even Davis would make me feel bad. I muttered inside.

“Not so sure Claudia!” My head tells me, but still, I wouldn't be a victim. I walked into the classroom and headed for my desk. Gently, I placed my books on the surface and heaved a sigh of relief. I looked around, surveying my surrounding but no one seemed to care but rather were on their business.

For instance, I had sighted a girl and a boy smooching in class, most flirted with each other a lot. 
 Oh my, I don't like this one bit. It doesn't seem healthy to me. 
 “Dear Father, lead me not into temptation. I can't fight it....” I silently prayed like I always do. Now even Lacey had arrived and it was past seven-thirty.

*Where are you?*

I texted Lacey. She instantly replied with an angry emoji. Still mad, I reminded myself.

The class seemed full in less than five minutes, we were about to have chemistry. Again.

The teacher walked in holding just a textbook in his right hand while he pocketed the other.

“Settle down kids, we don't have the whole time to waste!” He blurted sternly, I could swear that he had combatted before now.

All I'm hoping for is for this period to be over with and that's it. I have thought about Lacey.

Although Mason and Johnny had arrived at class a little bit late, she hadn't and I was getting somewhat perturbed over it. 
 Just as I was about to thank heavens for not bringing Davis my way, he reluctantly walked into the class.

Just as expected, the teacher stopped him for some questioning. The teacher dismissed him with a slight wave. Davis started in the next row beside mine and then the teacher stopped him again.

“Mr. Watkins, I’d appreciate it more if you pair with Ms. Collins.”

Davis took some seconds to digest the whole thing just as I was doing too.

What the hell, why DAVIS?

A frown settled on his face as he turned to the teacher to protest.

“Don’t waste any more time Mr. Watkins, get on it so that we can proceed in one piece!” the teacher cautioned as Davis cursed under his breath.

He dropped on the seat next to me, Lacey’s supposed to seat.

“You happy now bitch?!” He said to me with a thicker frown.

“I could pair with a lunatic but not YOU, I hope you don't fuckin forget. “

He added and I did my best to ignore him, I don't have the piercing words to reply and I wouldn't grant him that privilege. 
 I shunned and tried to focus my attention on the teacher.

“Mr. Watkins, are you following? It's an automatic F if you keep doing what you're doing! Be careful.” the teacher warned but Davis seemed defiant and carefree.

I don't have sweaty palms but I developed an instant one, half of my attention was with the teacher and the other half somewhere around Davis.

Don't judge me but what would you do if you are obsessed with your first love who hasn't acknowledged liking you back?

That's the situation with Davis, nothing positive.

After the teacher was done, he gave out some equations to solve as an assignment before leaving finally.

I gently packed my books into my backpack hastily to avoid any more drama with Davis.

I attempted to rise to my feet as he pulled me by the arm until I dropped on the chair. My butt did hurt but I swallowed it, it was better than the pain he was gonna cause me. The students were beginning to leave the class since we had a free period before Math, and Davis would not leave nor would he let me. 
 When his friends, the twins, Mason and Johnny came around; he only said that both of us needed to talk about yesterday.

He was up to no good, certainly.

Mason asked if I was doing just come and I nodded positively, Johnny wasn't buying it. Mason too.

He asked if I had received any messages from Lacey and told him no. 
 “I'm worried too, she would not say anything. She's mad at me, remembers?!” I said and he nodded lightly

“As soon as y'all are done, call or text me, and we'll come around,” Mason said and I just faintly smiled.

“Alright y'all, we have a lot to talk about.” Davis reminded with a smirk tugging both corners of his lips. “Dude don’t fuck this up?!” Mason said as they all exited after a rough handshake with each other. Johnny had been staring at me questioning me pitifully and I was beginning to hate the sympathy.

Davis is not God for crying out loud!
 The class was now empty and we were the only ones left in it. As empty as it was, I felt pressured and nervous, more like sitting next to the devil himself.

Davis leaned back and pulled out his cell from the black puffer jacket he was wearing, he looked sinfully handsome and sexy from the side view but he didn't seem bothered or irritated like he used to be.

I don't trust him and I'm not going to fall for his trick of trying to feign an apology.

He glanced through the phone’s screen and instantly turned to me. I turned away but that was me being stupid and caught in the act.

He chuckled mockingly.

“So where do I fucking start Virgin girl?” He began. His voice was husky and angry, I couldn't see any more good than the bad I always knew.

“I- don't know what you're talking about!”

“Of course, you wouldn't bitch, you pretend to know nothing. I haven't forgotten about the other day at the restroom. Your ass was peeping through the keyhole, a bitch ass nun like you knows the fuck everyone teenager knows. You always try to act like a Saint that you ain't and that's a goofy asshole.”

He blurted out and scoffed, he was getting irritated. was getting pained by the vulgar language he used on me.

“I had no idea-” I tried to speak but he cut me short with a yell.

“Shut the fuck up bitch, who said you could talk?! I didn't ask you so don't fucking do that.” I scoffed and turned away, I was getting pissed. I began to think that he was the bugger lunatic and not me. He scoffed. I looked away from his piercing gaze, it didn't sit well with me. 
 He held my face and turned it to him aggressively.

“Trust me, I'm gonna wash my hands ‘cause you feel like the ultimate sin!” He insulted and looked away. Wow, that was unforgivable Davis, not accepted. I muttered within. What else could I do than shut my mouth?!

He tapped, tapped, and tapped then he held out his phone for the both of us to watch a video he just played. I could not believe my eyes! I caught a view of what I’d refer to as the ultimate sin. A man and a woman around their mid-twenties, sexing in the most perverted manner. Like sardines in a tin, she dipped his manhood into her mouth and stroked it vigorously and excitement. His face was buried under her butt, caressing and squeezing her flesh. The lady would moan out as his sperm would drip from her mouth as though she had too much to drink. Or whatever!

I froze when I felt his hot breath against my face, I hadn't even realized that he was this close. I swallowed the lump in my throat as my lips part of out of anxiety. 
 “Why are you acting surprised, this IS not new to you. Are they?” He asked but not needing my answer, he chuckled. “How many more positions can you switch in fifteen minutes? Huh?” He asked.

“Honestly if you could just be real, I might never have to get that mad but the thing is, you fucking pretend about everything and that's the fucking problem bitch,” 
 He said again and but his lips lightly.

When I attempted to look away from the video, he protested. He forced me to see the next part.

The man had now pinned the lady against the wall, he dug into her and grunted. She loved what he was doing, she moaned out with her hands pinned above her head. While he stroked, his lips possessed her nipples, and latched on them like an infant...I felt cold, and when Davis instantly cupped my breast, I developed ped goosebumps and my nipples hardened. Just as I had seen in the video that still played. 


 I wasn't familiar with such a thing, I had no idea that it ever existed which left me with so many questions in my head. Do my friends know about these things too, I reasoned within a second.

Trying to unthaw, he gently squeezed my breast and I couldn't hold on anymore. Not for a second. I pulled away from him rising to my feet, he scoffed like he had expected my reactions anyways.

“What are you doing?!” It slowly escaped my mouth without realizing it.

He rise to his feet and caught me by the arm, I grappled but it seemed useless while he laughed mischievously.

“I just found my answers and you prove it! You are the whore I know, the bitch I see that no one can see!” He proudly stated
 “I'm not any of those things, I don't even know these things-” I tried to defend myself but he cut me short
 “I was not expecting a yes from you, so shut the fuck up while I talk?!” He raised his voice at me and I got startled. The class echoed, no one was coming on or something, what if someone had been looking just as I have looked through the keyhole?

“If you think that you'd find anything negative about me, you're lying. I'm not a pervert, I'm a child of-”
 I blurted out, I wanted to defend myself from the accusations of this guy, I'm beginning to think about too many things.

Questions. Unanswered questions were all I knew at the moment.

“You won't get away with this, you'll regret every fuckin word!” He icily stated as he freed my arm, it was hurting as I gently massaged it finding my way to the door. 
 “Fucking whore!”

I heard him say from behind, I headed out without looking back.

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Later that night, After our night prayers with my family, I flew into my room. I just wanted some silence and thinking. I didn't want anyone to go notice my coldness or awkwardness. Tiffany and I had been texting about the whole drama that went on earlier but I didn't tell her about the part where Davis and I watched pornography, I just can't tell them that part but then I would ask her some questions. Lacey wouldn't be spared, everyone would have to explain things that I hadn't known. I had joined the cheerleading team and I wasn't so bad on the first attempt. The outfits had always made me gush but the time I had worn a pair, I felt pretty. Like literally everyone complimented. I wish that Lacey could see me right now, she would be excited I guess. Not seeing her today was kind of unusual and lonely and, we did things together. After tomorrow, I would visit her. I had left countless messages but there wasn't a single response.

*I know you are mad but can we at least talk?*

I sent one last message, and threw the phone to the left, beside me in bed. I lay on my back darting my gaze at every corner of my bedroom, it just seemed new and strange.

Flashes of this that had transpired earlier with Davis were as fresh as new, I could picture the video displayed on the wall.

It's not normal or maybe it is or maybe... I just don't know how to feel about everything right now.

First off, why does Davis always suspect that I'm only feigning to not know these things?

What if he understood that I had never seen a thing like that, would he be nice to me or not?

Was he picking on me for fun and on purpose?

I asked myself over and over again. I couldn't forget how moist I was, right from the time he played the video and to the time his warm breath whisked my imagination into something I’d refer to as disgusting but I won't. For now.