Hot Garbage

4

I got to school and managed to make it through the first half of the day. My friends asked me why I was so quiet, but I brushed it off. I wasn’t ready to tell them what was going on. I wasn’t ready to face my new reality.

All day I tried to keep it together. I just wanted to go home and sleep, but I knew that was foolish. I couldn’t skip out or Gene would be called.

The day passed slowly. I was fidgeting in my seat in class, waiting for school to be over. I couldn’t stop thinking about the ordeal yesterday.

At lunch, I went to the library to study instead of eating with my friends. I didn’t want to hear their questions. I was exhausted, but I was afraid to sleep. I didn’t want to deal with what might happen if I did. What dreams could come if I let myself rest?

I left the library before the bell rang and went to my locker to get my things for my next class. This was a safe place, in a way. My school had a closed campus. You couldn’t even open the doors to come inside without being buzzed in by the office.

Should I tell someone here? A teacher? A counselor? The principal? What would happen if I did? I was legally an adult. Dane and Gene could just say it was consensual. It would be their word against mine.

I went to class and sat at my desk. I doodled on my notebook, drawing flowers and hearts and stick figures. It was a distraction, but not a good one. My mind kept coming back to Dane and Gene. 

What were they doing? Had Dane fuсked what was left of my innocence out of me? Had Gene?

Closing my eyes, I tried to block out the imagery that my mind created. I imagined them fuсking me. Dane pounding into my puѕѕy while Gene stood behind me, thrusting into my ass. I could feel their cоcks inside me. I could feel them both taking my body. I could feel them both fuсking me in every hole and it felt good. It felt right. 

My puѕѕy grew wet. I was a ѕlut. I was being dominated by my stepbrother and my stepfather and I was letting them. I wanted them. I wanted both of them. I wanted to be their dirty little ѕlut. 

I didn’t notice the class starting until the teacher had walked to the front of the room. “Miss Smith?”

“Yes?” I asked, startled.

“The principal would like to talk to you after class.”

My heart stopped. The principal? No, that can’t be good. What had I done wrong? I couldn’t think of a single thing.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Thank you.” She said, turning back to the board.

I had to take notes, but I couldn’t focus. I had to go to the principal’s office. What was happening?

The bell rang and I was one of the first out of the classroom. I desperately wanted to run, but I walked quickly so I wouldn’t get stopped. I had to get to the office. I was late.

“Miss Smith.” The principal said.

“Yes?” I asked, swallowing.

“Come in, please.”

I walked into the office. It was a normal office, with a large wooden desk, a filing cabinet and book shelf, and a small couch. I sat in the seat as Principal Morris sat across from me.

“Miss Smith, I have to ask you some questions.”

“Okay?” I asked.

“We’ve had some reports of answer sheets being sold on school grounds. Has anyone offered to sell you one?” She asked.

“No, ma’am.” I replied, slightly relieved.

“Have you seen anyone selling them?”

“No, ma’am.”

“You know, I won’t tell anyone who told me if you have any information. I just need to find out who’s breaking the rules. It’s important. This affects the whole school, Roxy.” Principal Morris told me.

“If I knew, I’d tell you. I swear.”

“Alright.” She said, “but tell me if you see anything or hear anything.”

“Okay.” I said, standing.

“Thanks, Roxy.” She replied, going back to her work. 

I turned and left the office. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my heart. 

The rest of the day passed quickly. I rushed from class to class, feeling like I was constantly missing something.

The final bell rang. I gathered my things and left. I started walking out to my car in the parking lot. I unlocked my car and got inside. I wanted to go home. Dane had late classes on Friday and Gene was working late all week. I would be home alone until after dinner.

Pulling out of the parking lot, I headed toward home. It was a three-day weekend and I had no idea what would happen. Three whole days alone with Dane and Gene. It was scary and ѕexy, which was a weird feeling.

After parking the car, I went up to the front door. It was unlocked, but I didn’t see Dane or Gene’s cars in the driveway. I walked in and put my backpack down, then carefully crept around the house, searching for an intruder of some sort.

Instead, I found Gene’s brother, Matt. He was in the shop putting away a couple of tools he’d borrowed. He turned to me when I entered.

“Hey, Roxy. I’m just bringing some stuff back. You home from school?” Matt asked.

“Yeah. I was a little worried when the door was unlocked.” I told him. 

“You know, you don’t need to worry.” He said, walking over to me.

“I know,” I replied.

“You’re a smart girl,” he said, smiling. “I bet you’re a good girl too.”

That made me nervous. It was too close to what Gene called me. I moved away a little.

“I guess,” I replied.

“What are you doing at home alone?” He asked.

“I’m usually alone for a couple of hours after school,” I told him.

“Oh, I see. So there’s no one else here for a while?” Matt murmured.

His eyes scanned over me, lingering on my breasts and hips. He licked his lips a little. Matt had never been anything but polite before. I never saw him looking at me like that, but, I’d never been completely alone with him either.

“Um... no, I guess not. I was just going to work on my homework. You know, get it out of the way for the weekend.” I said, suddenly nervous. 

“That sounds like a good plan,” Matt said, moving closer still.

“Well, I guess I’ll go do that.” I said, heading to the shop door.

“Do you need help?” Matt asked, following me.

“I’m okay.” I said, hurrying. I wasn’t sure that was the best idea.

“Hey, you don’t have to be afraid of me,” Matt told me as he grabbed my wrist and turned me to him.

“I’m not afraid.” I lied.

“Good... It’s just... I’m not stupid. I can see the way you look at me,” he said.

“Um... I don’t think I’m looking at you.” I said. I didn’t know how to respond to him.

“You know, some girls like a little danger.” Matt said, reaching out to touch my face.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea,” I replied, leaning away from him.

“I’m not going to hurt you, sweetheart. Don’t be afraid.” He murmured as he brushed his thumb over my lips. “You’re so beautiful.”

I was stunned. Matt never said things like that, but I knew he was attracted to me. He was just a gentleman before and stopped at the lingering looks and hugs that went on a little too long.

“I... I think I should go,” I said. I tried to pull my wrist away, but he held it tight.

“No... No, don’t.” He said.

“Matt, please, let me go.” I pleaded.

“Why? Why should I let you go? You aren’t in any danger. I just want to hold you.” He said.

“I’m feeling a little...” I started.

“It’s okay, I know what you’re feeling. I want to make you feel good. Isn’t that right?” He said, pulling me in close to him.

“No, I’m not feeling good. I’m feeling... I need to go.” I said, trying to pull away.

“Don’t be shy. You know you like this.” He said, rubbing his hand over my ass.

“I have to go.” I repeated.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” Matt said.

“I don’t know what I can do about that. I need to go... I need to go to my room,” I said.

“I’ll follow you,” he said.

“Please, Matt, don’t.” I said, knowing it was pointless.

He was like his brother, like his nephew. I could see it in his eyes. No matter how much I resisted, he would take what he wanted.