After Class

Good days and Taco Specials?

It seems that the entire universe was on my side today because when I got to school, I found really good parking and nobody messed with me socially.

I made my way to my locker, entering my combination. Since it was a bit messy, I decided to organize it and take advantage of the time to sort some of my thoughts. It didn't last though because I was rudely interrupted by someone who decided that groping me before class was a good idea.

"Aria, I spent all of yesterday calling you and texting you. What the heck babe?", the person said with a familiar tone of possessiveness in thier voice that I could detect almost instantly who it was.

"Back off Milton. I've told you before that I won't answer your calls and texts because I don't care about you anymore", I said as I removed his hands from me before I turned to face him.

And to think that I used to care so much about him.

"I don't think you understand what's going on babe", he said as he agressively took hold of my arms, pushing me back into the lockers with force, but he didn't care because he used his own arms to pin me down so I couldn't move. "I practically own you Aria. And don't start your bull with me saying that you don't know shit because you do".

I looked around for anyone to help me out of this but there was hardly anyone in the hall and even if they were around, they wouldn't want to mess with Milton Ruizpalacios, the son of our school principal, Ms. Giselle Ruizpalacios.

"Look, Milton. What you did for me is something that my family and I will always be grateful for but let me tell you this: Nobody, including you, owns me. So quit your crap!", I said as I used my hands to push him off me, but he just used more of his body weight on me to keep me in place.

I was going to kick him in the fucking balls when a a throat cleared, bringing both Milton's and my attention towards it.

As soon as I turned and saw who it was, my heart did a cartwheel, but almost instantly I remembered about how much hurt and pain this man had caused me. Any remaining tingling emotions were replaced with a firey rage.

When I looked at his face, you could tell that he hadn't gotten much sleep and his forehead was starting to produce some premature stress lines but I didn't feel a single drop of compassion. He deserved that and more.

"I sure hope there isn't a problem here with Ms. Fields young man", said Parker.

No, no problem at all. I just really enjoy being pinned against lockers against my own will.

Milton laughed a bit too loud,"Of course there's no problem. I'm just having a talk with my baby girl". Milton quickly let me go from his grip but wrapped both of his arms around my waist and let his chin rest on the crook of my neck."I'm Milton Ruizpalacios, son of your boss Giselle Ruizpalacios", he said offering his hand to Parker.

"Mr. Castles", said Parker as he shook Milton's hand. I could tell that Parker just shook it out of courtesy because when Milton said his name, Parker looked at me. His eyes quickly gave away his emotions: hurt, lust, realization, sadness, and posessiveness.

I only looked at Parker with anger.

Before anything else was said, the bell rang. Parker looked at us both, glancing at Milton only once before setting his gaze on me."Get to class", he said as he regained his posture.

We both nodded but before Milton left, he quickly pecked my lips,"See you at lunch my little freak".

Once he left, I grabbed my things out my locker without saying a word. I could still feel the close proximity between Parker and I as I gathered my things before closing my locker. Unfortunately, I had to go right past him to get to my 1st period and right when I went by him, I felt his hand gently touch my wrist.