Hailey Queen
Later that day, After school.
I was walking home, hugging my books to my chest, trying to shake off the nervous energy from school. Something felt… off. A shadow behind me that didn’t match the usual passersby. I quickened my pace, heart thumping.
“If it isn't the slut, Hailey…” Brighton's voice echoed behind me.
I spun around and froze. His smirk made my stomach twist, but now there was a dangerous edge.
At first, his presence used to give me butterflies, but now? It makes my adrenaline rush, like a grave danger has come across my path.
“So, you’re now f*****g the new guy?” he spat. “I knew you were never faithful from the start.”
“f**k off, Brighton,” I said sharply, trying to sound braver than I felt.
He didn’t just scoff. His hand shot out, slapping me across the
