How to get an A [TeacherxStudent] .:COMPLETE:.

Chapter Twenty-Four

One Week Later

Monday. Who in their right mind like Mondays?

"I love Mondays." sighed Bryce, "It's like you're above everyone since they're all tired."

"Oh shut up." I mumbled.

Bryce opened the door for me and I sat in the backseat. Cole was in the passenger's seat and Bryce was in the driver's seat.

"Do you guys have everything?"

"Yep." said Cole and I.

"Good, oh! Suzy, Len found something interesting in your pocket." he said as his window opened.

"Hm? What was it."

Looking back at me, he handed me what seemed like a small stack of hundred-dollar bills. Then, he backed out of the driveway and began to drive towards school.

"Whoa, that was not in my pocket."

"Suzy, be honest." said Cole, "Are you working again?"

"What? N-no! Guys, I'm serious. Plus, I wouldn't make that much anyways!"

"It's $1,500." mumbled Bryce.

I took the money and counted it.

"No way." I whispered, "This really isn't mine."

"Well, it's in your hands. Keep it."

I chuckled and shook my head.

"Did you guys seriously just do this so I could take your money?"

They both stayed quiet and I sighed.

"You two are too much." I said with a smile, "But n-"

"Just stop." mumbled Cole, annoyance laced in his voice.

"Dude, where are you going with this? You two were with me, you should know that I didn't go to work."

"And before that?"

"I was home you fucking idiot." I said getting annoyed.

Cole put his hands up and I ignored him the rest of the way. I wonder how Miguel is doing? I bet he was happy I didn't come, finally someone wouldn't bother him. He had a peaceful class and a peaceful lunch period.

But I miss him. That I can't lie about. Actually, I miss the feeling of his masculine arms clasping around me. I really miss the feeling of his hot... soft lips on mine... Oh goodness, and his perfect facial scruff.

"We're here." said Bryce as he pulled into the school parking lot.

I looked around for a sleek blue car but only saw plain ones. With a frown, I got out of the car and waited for Bryce and Cole. Once they were done, all three of us walked into the building. We got a couple of glances here and there, but it was nothing special.

Splitting, I headed straight towards Ms. Hunter's class. The first classes passed by like a breeze, but on my way to Italian, I encountered something I didn't think about for the whole week. When I saw him, I felt the color from my face drain. He was having a casual conversation with Ms. Hunter. He had a couple of bandages here and there, but he seemed fine.

I turned to walk away, but there went Ms. Hunter to ruin things. When I heard her call me, I just... froze. She called me again and I turned around. My eyes were stuck on hers, though I could see Marcus looking at me through my peripheral vision.

"Hey, I borrowed some books from Mr. Armstrong a while back. Do you mind walking him to his class and dropping them off?" she asked.

"Actually, I do mind." I said with a frown, "I left something in my friend's car and I need it."

"Oh but it'll be quick!" she said with a small smile, "Please?"

"B-bu-"

She gave me a puppy dog face and I couldn't help but give her my bored face. Seriously? A puppy dog look? My eyes were stuck to hers and I finally sighed.

"Fine." I muttered.

She smiled and gestured to her desk. In no time, I grabbed the books and walked out. I rushed towards Marcus's classroom. Once I was finally there, I dropped the books in front. When I turned around, he pressed his body against mine.

"Nobody's in this hallway unless school starts." he said with a smirk.

My heart throbbed in my chest. I tried to get away, but he kept one hand on me and the other unlocking the door. I tried to scream, but he kissed me as soon as I opened my mouth. Pushing me into the classroom, he kicked the books in and slammed the door shut, making sure it was locked.

"So, honey." he said with a smirk, "I see you found out."

He took menacing steps towards me and I ran to the back of the classroom.

"Why are you running? Don't you love me?" he said in a sing-song voice.

"M-Marcus, s-stop!" I yelled.

I tried to run past him towards the door, but he only grabbed my body and pinned me against a desk.

"You look beautiful today." he said, his nose smelling my hair.

I began to scream but he lowly chuckled.

"Nobody will hear you, and after what happens, nobody will believe you."

Grabbing one of my breasts with his hand, he began to trail kisses down my neck.

"M-Marcus, p-please..." I whispered.

I tried to fight him back but he only grabbed my wrist and twisted it.

"Unless you don't want a broken wrist, I suggest you comply."

I spat in his face and he slapped me. The side of my cheek felt like someone took an iron and slapped me with it. I fell down in between a desk and start to wipe the tears away. Trying my best to get up, Marcus grabbed my hair and turned me around. I instantly began to shudder when I saw what was in front of me. He smirked at my reaction and shook his head.

"Hopefully your service could pay for my clothes and for my phone, you slut." he spat.

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I walked towards the back of the last stairwell. My hair was in a mess and parts of my clothes were torn. I sniffed and wiped my tears. In between my legs was throbbing with an immense amount of pain. I put my knees to my chest and began to sob. The sad thing is that I can't do anything about it. He threatened the lives of the people I love.

I can't believe this is happening. He managed to do everything before the period started... and he even came inside... I tried to wipe the tears away but a fresh set kept on coming. My mother was right. I'm nothing, I'll become nothing in the future. I'm a whore, a slut. My virginity was stolen from me... stolen...

"If you dare to tell anyone about this, just know that I have eyes everywhere. No matter what happens to me, you and your loved ones will get hurt." he roughly kissed me on the lips and smiled when a tear rolled down my cheek, "I thought I loved you, but I guess you're my personal bitch now."

I touched where he gave me a hickey and shook my head. I can't believe my life has come to this. I heard footsteps and hushed my sobs. Shit, the security guards. I held my breath when I saw a pair of feet. They walked away and I let out the breath I was holding.

I rested my head against the cold wall. I can't believe I thought Marcus was one of the good ones. Miguel... oh Miguel, there should be more people like him. I regret everything bad I said about him. He may seem like a player on the outside, but he's kind and caring on the inside. Marcus... he's the complete opposite...

FUCK! I can't believe I let this happen to me, why, why, why?! WHY?! I let out a cry and held my palm to my mouth, crying my eyes out. My virginity, the only thing that was special to me was taken away. I hate my fucking life! I fucking hate it! My hot tears warmed my face and I drowned in my despair.