Please Don't Touch

Quensilla's POV

He's just confused.

Yup.

That's all.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I tiptoe out fully dressed ready day for classes.

"Hey, babe. You ready?"

"Oh crap!" I yell frightened, hand over my heart. "I-I- Don't call me 'babe."

I grumpily step out and slam the door leaving him inside before sprinting towards the library.

Once indoors, I breathe a sigh of relief, I walk towards the teen fiction section and found absolutely nothing interesting. I look around to see if anyone was looking before making my way to the forbidden adult sector I search a little before I pick out a book called "Fifty shades of grey".

Seems innocent enough.

I took it and walk towards the sectioned tables and sigh with happiness at the silence

Fifteen chapters engrossed into the book and I'm telling you people. It's not for kids!

"So what're we reading?" I jump slamming the book shut. I move quickly to hide the book from Theodore as he sat next to me.

"We aren't reading anything." I snap rudely trying to covering up.

"Oh lighten up, you'll get wrinkles at your young age." he jokes flicking my nose and I stare at his hands in disgust before spitting square into his eyes.

turning red and I stiffen before trying to get up. He grabs my shirt and pulls me

"You need to learn some respect." He merely growls

Sit down and be humble." I scoff and he grabs my neck stiffly and pulls me to him.

I wasn't choking.

Nope.

fact, I hated it.

hated that I liked it.

lightly brushing against mine with every word. "You should know how powerful I am by now and how far I will go to get it. As if I haven't made myself clear the last time, You. Are. Mine. Always have been, so I would appreciate

was about to spit on him again so he

guess I'll have to show you some respect in return... So... Quensilla Marie.

hit him with that corrupted book I

"Eww. No." My answer takes him by surprise so I pull back and move away as the bell rings.

mouth said no.

was my head screaming

deeply

Right.

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First-class was a

was

class was a

fourth class was ki-

get the point

happened to be in all of them,

fail to notice

and plop down on my seat, watching as my

I wasn't hungry.

I never was.