Elena
I didn’t do it. I didn’t do anything relating to a video. I will keep on reciting it in my head until I expose Riley in front of everyone. And I will have to do this by only submitting to the fucking Quads. My horrible mates.
None of them wants to believe me.
I feel messed up. Actually, I am messed up. My body is sticky, with cum all over my face. The Quads just left but Riley stays. She tsks, letting me know she’s still in the room.
My head sways to her direction and I’m fussing up again in anger. I don’t move yet, my knees ache from kneeling for too long. My wrist hurts from Ryan pressing it so hard. They didn’t tear my clothes; it was just the buttons removed. It’s the only thing I can thank my stars for.
I fix my buttons back. I smell of cum and there is no bathroom in that room or nearby.
“You’re such a fucking whore, Elena.” Riley hisses, shaking her head. I see disgust in her eyes for me. The words bang in my head and my heart throbs in anger, dislike and I’m pissed at the name she just called me. That name isn’t mine but Avera’s.
“A whore? Did you just call me that?” I say through gritted teeth, clenching my fist tightly. I had fixed my buttons, hiding my breasts.
“Do you also have hearing problems? You heard it right. Fucking whore!” she rolls her eyes. I wonder why she isn’t out of the room yet, or why she didn’t run after those bastards she always run after, like ants following sugar. They go along like bread and butter.
I slowly get on my feet but pain shoot up my knees. I scream silently, biting down my lips as I harden my face not to show any pain. Every part of my body hurts.-my pussy, my throat, my knees-they are all fucking hurting. All I want to do now is cry, but I don’t. It’s stuck in my throat. I’m not going to show I’m weak.
I don’t want to show the Quads that they are actually succeeding in breaking me. No, I’m not going to give them that chance to think I am, because I’m not. I will prove that to them very soon.
I stumble forward, holding Riley’s nasty gaze as I get close to her. “You did this Riley? You fucking did this?” I yell.
They say when you don’t cry out, your heart burns in pains from the tears you are not shedding. That is what is happening to me right now, and my anger towards Riley is making it worse. My heart is burning in pain.
“You fucking did this? Everything!” I yell out now, as though I’m at the verge to breaking down in tears.
I want to cry out of so much anger I feel right now. I’m close to her and just an inches away, I can grab her neck in my hands. I want to cease the life out of her. As I want to reach and grab her fucking neck, I didn’t see the chair. I’m so full of rage, I couldn’t see it. I bump on it and stumble, falling to my face. My lips kiss the floor hard and it starts bleeding.
“Oops! I think you should just save your energy, Elena. That’s a good advice because you’ve seen nothing yet.” she bends to the floor level as she grabs my hair, a cruel laugh escaping her lips.
I want to push her down to the floor but I can’t, and the pain is stronger when you can’t teach your enemy a big lesson as soon as possible.
Fuck!
My eyes are red in exasperation. She drops my hair roughly as though she was holding some trash, then walks out of the room.
I want to yell, but I can’t.
I want to cry, but I’m just stuck in between pain and laughter.
It was that kind of pain when it’s too unbearable and you don’t know whether you should cry or laugh.
“Fucking assholes!” I scream, sighing heavily with hot breath.
“Elena!” I hear my name. The voice is faint, and I don’t recognize it yet. I take myself off the floor. Whoever it is, I don’t want them seeing me tearing up. I’m not fucking scared or weak. I wipe my eyes and taste blood. Yes, my lips are broken from the fall.
“Elena!” the voice gets louder and I find that it belongs to Ella. In a few seconds, she burst into the classroom. My eyes meet hers, and immediately, she sees the blood on my lips. Her eyes tear up, and are filled with worries.
“Elena, what did they do to you?” she panics as she comes running and kneel beside me.
“Nothing, Ella. Ignore the blood. I’m fine.” I tell her, lowering my face so she won’t see the tears that are pricking on the corner of my eyes.
“Don’t fucking tell me that. Your lips are bleeding and you are messed up.” she wants to cry. I can hear it in her voice too.
“They didn’t do anything to me. Don’t worry, I’m fine. First, tell me how you knew I was here?” I ask, ignoring everything else I see in her eyes.
“The fucking cheerleader. I saw her. I didn’t ask her before she spills the beans about you being here,” she says in panicking tone.
“You are hurt.” she wants to wipe the blood but I stop her.
“No, I’m fine, Elena. I just need to go to the bathroom and wash up.” I tell her, as I let out a little smile. I hate that I also enjoy the fingerfuck, but I don’t anymore as it gives me an idea of what I can do to the Quads and what I would do to Riley.
They want to fuck and mess with me. I don’t have a choice as it is the only way to expose Riley. “I will help you.” she says, rising up as I get on my feet.
“Can you help with my bag instead, please?” she wants to support me up on my feet but no. I can do that myself.
Without waiting for me to finish, she grabs my backpack and sling it up on her shoulder. Her bag isn’t with her; she probably put it in the car already.
“Thank you.” I walk towards the door with my knees shaking, but I’m trying my best to walk firmly. Now that I start to walk properly, I realize my thighs hurt too. I don’t grumble, and I don’t cry out because this is a tool I can use to get to those assholes.
I reach the bathroom. I switch on the water and start washing the cum off my face, the dry sticky liquid from my face. I don’t touch my lips yet, it’s going to hurt. After I’m done with my face and small part of my body, I touch my lips with little water. I can’t do it roughly, or else I’ll scream in pain.
When I’m done, Ella grabs the towel and throws it at me. “Thank you. You don’t need to panic, I feel alright. Trust me.” I smile after cleaning my face, trying to let her release the strain on her face. The blood is off but the cut is still there.
“Let’s get going.” she mumbles. It’s getting dark soon.
We walk into the parking lot where she parked my car that morning. “Come on, get in. I will drive.” Ella smiles, getting into the driver’s seat. I won’t be able to drive; my hands ache. I might cause an accident on the way.
As I sit in the passenger seat, something hits me. I don’t want to go home. Now home is not the place I want to be in. I don’t want to see that bitch’s face and right now, I need a place to calm me down, a place to think and a place to let out my cry that had been trapped in my throat.
“I’m not going home, Ella. Can you get me a cab while you drive back home?” I ask, she looks at me with her brow climbing up her face.
“What? No. I can’t leave you alone, Elena. Those bastards have their eyes on you!” she rolls her eyes in exasperation.
“Ella, I got this. Please, I need a place to be alone, and home is not a place to do that.” I don’t tell her who I’m referring to, because Ella doesn’t know a thing that has been happening in that house. She has no idea Avera is pregnant with the man she cheats with.
“But can I go with you?” she asks, concern. I know a quiet place for me, the place I used to go with my dad every Saturday evening. I don’t want any company, I just need a peace of mind, alone.
” No Ella, just get me a cab. I will be fine.” I shake my head. Honestly, I want to be there alone.