Sofia
This guy was nice and all, but damn he was forward. I was definitely not into him. I was fine flirting with him and all until he tries grabbing my ass. I was not prepared for it and it set me off hard. The mental image of that damn pastor comes in my head and I slap him. Hard.
The sound echos around the room, and he looks pissed. He grabs my hand and I instinctively grab his neck. Rage fuels me. Fucking paedophile. Fucking parents. Years of pent up anger comes out on him. I dig my nails into his neck until I feel a bit of blood, when I hear Math call out.
"Stop it! Now!"
Fuck! I snap out of the emotions I was feeling and I realize what I was doing. I back away, him still holding my wrist.
"I-im sorry!" I whimper out. I see the bit of blood on his neck and his hand on my wrist and instinctively bite my lip hard enough to draw blood.
I'm not upset at what I did.I'm just upset my emotions had that much control over me.
When the guy Math was talking to calls out he let's go of my wrist and I run over Maths side and grab his arm shakily. He'll probably misinterpret it as fear, but it's not. It's anxiety at what he'll do to me.
"I'm sorry Math... He just grabbed me and I-"I realize I'm panting and sweating, so I take a deep breath trying to calm myself down.
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