My Bully’s Love by Stacy Rush

CHAPTER 8: ATTACKED

I don’t know if it’s because of my new friendship with Mason, or the fact that I’m no longer being bullied, but I’m in a really good mood as I walk through the halls at school today. Aside from being ignored by everyone else, it’s nice to know that there is one person that is waiting to see me, even if it’s only to do schoolwork. Mason showed no interest in going any further than friendship while we were out for ice cream, and that meant a lot, since it was the total opposite the last time we were together.

On my way to the library last period, my steps falter as I pass the Art room door, I’m flooded with memories from the last few times I was in that room with Jace. Is it wrong that I miss his punishments? I still dream of him pleasuring me, o his spankings, and everything else that had turned me on about him. I don’t want to, but I just can’t help it.

“Hey, Ella!” Mason draws me out of my little trance as he jogs down the hall towards me.

I smile at him, “Perfect timing, Mr. Baker! Shall we go get started?” I muse.

“Sure thing, I’m ready to start seeing A’s on my papers!” he chuckles and holds the door open, letting me walk into the library first.

We find a nice little corner nook with some bean bag chairs in the back of the library. The further away we are, the less chance of disturbing anybody. Settling in, we start right away, not wasting any time in getting him all caught up, so we can move on to the current work. It’s nice being with Mason; there is no strain, and I’m not on edge the whole time, waiting for something to happen. I wish he would have made his amends sooner, but I’ll take whatever I can get at this point.

When the final bell rings for the day, ending our tutoring session, Mason pouts, “Well, that went fast, we barely touched base on my issues.” He slowly starts loading his things into his book bag.

“We can meet again tomorrow, if you want to.” I offer, knowing that he has a long way to go before he’s caught up.

“That would be awesome, if you’re okay with it.” His smile is sincere as he responds to my offer.

“It’s not like I have anything else going on. I really don’t mind, and I like your company; it’s been pretty lonely for me.”

He shoves my shoulder playfully, “Hey, none of that self-pity shit, you have me now.” His cheesy smile has me giggling.

“I guess I will see you tomorrow then, and I expect you to have those two chapters done, so I can check your work.” I raise a brow at him, letting him know that I mean business while trying to hide my grin.

He opens the door for me once again as we leave the library, “Yes, Miss Baxter!” He winks and then tuns in the opposite direction from where I’m going.

When I turn down the hall where my locker is located, I smack right into somebody else, “Oh my God!” A nasally voice grunts, and I close my eyes in disbelief. Out of all the people that I could have ran into. “What the hell, Ella! Do you not know how to walk? You’ re always bumping into me, and I’m beginning to think it’s on purpose!”

“You’re not that important to me, Kaylee. I don’t waste my time thinking up ways of how to run into you. I’m sorry, okay!” Rolling my eyes, I go to walk around her and her little posse of dancers, when I feel a sting to the back of my head, and my body is being jerked back. I fall to my knees but I’m still held upright by my hair. I expect to see Kaylee holding onto me, but it isn’t her.

Toby is the one holding me down by my hair as Kaylee smirks down at me. I glance back at Toby, struggling to release myself when he sneers down at me, gripping my hair even tighter, “Apologize to the lady.”

My eyes go to Kaylee and I choke on a laugh, “She isn’t a lady, and I already apologized to her.”

Toby gets down into my face, “She’s more lady than you are, slut! Now apologize so I can hear it!”

He isn’t going to let me go until I apologize again, so say it again, “i’m sorry for running into you, Kaylee.” I make sure to keep the sarcasm out this time.

“Ugh, whatever. You better hope that I don’t see you outside of school.” She flips her hair and walks away with her little posse following her.

The halls are practically empty, so instead of letting me go, Toby pulls me up by my hair, and shoves me into the boy’s restroom nearby. Slamming me against the wall, my cheekbone bounces off the wall, and I cry out in pain. I reach my hands up and back, digging my nails into his flesh, trying to get him to let me go, but it only angers him more.

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own nails!” I stop fighting him and just

want, Toby? I did what you told me to do, now please let me

then inward. I clench my thighs together, but he pinches me, and slips his hand in between my legs when | gasp in pain, “I suggest you continue doing what

his hold but I can’t break free, Please, Toby, let me

can’t with me?” His hot breath grazes my face, and I can still smell the school

my breath. Between the pain in my face and the stench of

until I’m flat on my back, and Toby yanks my legs apart before kneeling between them. I try to move away, but his hand comes down once more, whipping my head to the side as

both my hands in one of his, he holds them above

Toby!!” Tears run freely down my cheeks knowing that

feel him open the button to my jeans. When he gets the zipper down, I give up, and start to shut myself down. I don’t want to be aware of what he does next, “That’s it, stop fighting

I remain on the floor, waiting for the pain that I know comes when you

it. You’re going to be okay, I took care of him.” I slowly turn my head toward the voice, and more tears begin to

“Mason…”

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forgot my mouth guard in my locker. I heard your cries

fight him

think about it. I took care of it, and we will go to the principal’s office.” He starts to stand, bringing me with

on him. I just want to

you even able to drive?” He asks as he grabs a handful of paper towels and wetting them before dabbing at my mouth. They

you have time to walk me to my car

continue to wipe my face off, “i’m afraid you’re going to have some bruising along with these two nasty cuts on your face.” Anger radiates of my friend’s face, and I thank God that he brought Mason

be okay. It’s nothing a little

well, let’s get you to your car, so you can get home and rest.” He grips my waist, keeping me steady as he walks me to my locker and then out to the student parking lot to

into the driver’s seat; stretching across me to grab the seatbelt and click it in its place, “Are you sure

seatbelt, “Yes, I will be fine. Thank

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have done had

what’s coming to him, just wait until I see him out on the practice field!” He growls out

worth it, Mason.” I stick my key into the ignition and

I whip my head in his direction, and notice the sadness

anything drastic, because I won’t be able to forgive myself

but I can’t promise you anything. If he says one word, I’m going to go

and watches as I pull out of my spot and drive away. I see him standing there watching my car until I turn the corner. Only then do I let out the huge breath and

morning wasn’t any better. I have a cut on my bottom lip and both cut and bruise on my right cheekbone. Thank God my concealer covers it all up, unless you look closely, and then you can sort of make out the cut that

up on me last night, he tried to come over, but eventually I talked him out of making the drive over pretending to be really tired, but he’s the first face I saw when I entered the school this morning. Once he was sure that I was doing better, he left me

long I have been waiting for snide comments but not one person has said a word. It isn’t until I’m heading to meet Mason at the library when I’m slammed face first into the

been a bad girl,

not only because I’m still sore, but because my body responds to Jace in the only way it knows how. Dampness covers the crotch of my underwear as I stand pressed against the lockers with my bully’s hard body against mine. I don’t bother saying anything, because

have somewhere that I need to be right