chapter 4
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I stood there, admiring the couple. They, indeed, are the University stars.
I looked at my phone, and it was time for my second class, architecture.
I was walking in the silent hallway when someone suddenly came out from the corner and covered my mouth before pulling me into the disabled changeroom. Once we were inside, he pushed me towards the wall and threw himself on me, pinning me to the wall with his body. I tried to scream, but only to realize that the disabled changeroom was soundproof. I kept screaming from the fear and the pain from my wounds.
I gathered all my strength and pushed away the guy. Once he backed off a little from my push, he took off his mask; my eyes widened in Horror.
This is Jake, the guy who hates me and bullies me.
“What do you want from me?” I screamed at him.
Jake just smirked at me.
“Leave me alone, please,” I cried again, pleading with him.
But he didn’t listen. Instead, he stepped forward.
“You know what I want, Lana? I want to taste your juicy p***y”, he said with a smirk. I felt disgusted by his words.
“Please don’t” is all I could say before he stepped forward and pinned me against the wall again. He took out his hand and placed it on my neck, choking me.
I was running out of air, but instead of stopping, Jake placed himself between my legs. And he started placing wet kisses along the side of my neck. Just as I was about to pass out from his hold, he only then let go of my neck, took my hand, and pinned it above my head. I had no energy to fight, nor did I have the strength to fight this beast.
Jake is almost 7ft tall. He is the captain of our Uni soccer team and the most disgusting player. Jake doesn’t have any ethics, and he is a living-standing beast.
When he saw that I could not fight him, he started roaming my body with his free hand, touching me in places that I did not want to be touched. Just as he was about to put his hands inside my jeans, I kicked him hard on his groin and ran towards the door.
Luckily, he was on the floor, holding his balls, and I successfully ran out of there.
This happens to me way too often.
Whenever Jake and the rest of the soccer team is horny, they run my way to torture me.
They all say that I am the only Virgin female on the campus and that he would let me stay like that for long.
I have never had a boyfriend, nor did I have a crush. I was not allowed to; Dan said that if I ever got a boyfriend, he would kill my mother in front of my eyes. Dan is a paedophile; he has eyes for me for the past four years. Ever since I started going to going to university, he said that he wanted to be the one to break my virginity. He f***s my mum every night, but during the day, he chases after me.
Trying to remove Jake’s touch, I run into the female changeroom and wash my face and neck. Tears still score down my cheeks.
I quickly cleaned my eyes and headed out; I decided to miss my class and go to work early.
I have two part-time jobs. I work from 3-10 pm at a high-hand restaurant, and from 10.30-1 pm, I work at a gas station.
I don’t take any breaks, try to study and finish my assignments during school hours, and still keep my grades up.
I had to take my cycle and head towards the restaurant. I arrived 3 hours before my shift started, but my manager said nothing didn’t. Instead, he came into the break room and told me to put my uniform on and serve some tables for lunchtime.
I get my uniform on, clean my face from dry tears, and put on a fake smile; I head out and start my shift.
The work in the restaurant is challenging; there are no breaks. We have to be on our feet the whole time.
After 11 hours of shift, my body begs me to rest, but I don’t have the luxury to rest; I get on my bike and head straight towards the gas station. Once I get there, the girl before me doesn’t say bye and leaves. My work at the gas is easy, but sometimes it gets complicated when I have rude members or guys that are drunk, or sometimes I have robbery. But I must do it; I need the money.
After completing both my shifts, I am exhausted. Luckily, my house is only a few minutes from the gas station, so I reach home before I drop on the floor.
I get inside the house, and I hear my mum and Dan arguing before I even enter. I sign and head inside. Just as they see me, Dan comes to me and asks me for my money. I take my work money and give it to him. He then slams his fists against the door next to heat and curses me.
“You stupid b***h, you should’ve come home early so I got get my drink,” he spat on my face.
I did not have the energy to argue back or inflame the situation, so I just put my head down and apologized, “I am sorry, Dan; I will try to come home earlier next time.”
He saw that I did not fight back, so he nodded and said, “It’s okay; keep working so you can bring in more cash.”
I am the one who pays the house bills and groceries.
I hide some of my money from work and buy groceries whenever possible.
Most of the time, Dan takes everything, but sometimes I get to fool him. For example, I should have given him the money from the restaurant I started earlier today.
As I walk upstairs to my room, Dan yells at me from behind, “You stupid dumb b***h, who will make the food?” I quickly turned around and apologized again; I put down my bag and opened the Zip. I managed to get some leftovers from the restaurant and some sandwiches from the gas station that we usually throw out by the end of every night.
Everything is fine with the food, but the gas station owner prefers making fresh sandwiches in the morning.
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