Daniel
Jacob was sitting on the floor, opposite Mr Richard’s office.
He jumped up on his feet, and immediately the door opened. “What the f**k Daniel?” His voice was breaking.
“Don’t say… a f*****g word to me.” I snapped, my finger pointing at his face. “Let’s go back to the dorm.”
“No.”
“I won’t repeat myself, Jake,” I said, my chest brushing against his.
“I’m not leaving with you, Daniel. You don’t own me.” His eyes were fixed on mine, without blinking for even a second.
But I did own him, at least until the school year was over. That was the agreement, and he was breaking it.
And for what?
Mr f*****g Richard who didn’t give a rat’s ass about him… or anyone for that matter.
But beating up Mr Richard just because Reggie saw him in his office wasn’t part of the contract
