The Devil's PlayGround

Wrong Turn

*Brie POV*

“Miss Spicer, please stay back. I would like to speak to you about your attitude today,” he said without looking up from his gradebook.

I bent over to grab my backpack, and when I went to stand back up, I felt him press against me. I froze in place, not sure of what to do. So I tried to think of something quickly.

I turned around, and placed my hands on his chest, trying to push him away.

“Um, Mr. Dugan, what are you doing?” I asked. He buried his head into my neck, and I felt him lick my collar bone.

“Stop! Mr. Dugan, I don’t want this! Let go of me!” I screamed. However, he didn’t stop. He pushed against me harder, and attempted to place his hand down my leggings.

I pushed against Mr. Dugan, and as we struggled, we stumbled to the floor. He was on top of me, and I felt as his hand entered my panties, and his fingers started to rub between my folds.

As I continued to fight, I could feel my anger growing, and for the first time I heard my wolf growling in my head, writhing to break free. My teeth had even sharpened into fangs, and I was almost ready to sink them into the neck of the human assaulting me.

“No! You need to stop! I won’t let you do this,” I screamed, but the more I fought against him, the easier it made for his fingers to molest me.

I felt disgusted, and nearly gave up the fight, till I heard someone pounding on the door, and when I heard him call out my name, I recognized it was Flynn.

Flynn “Razor” Daniels, my brother’s Beta and VP of the Advocates. Six foot five of muscle and tattoos, dark hair and green eyes, and the prey of most of the girls in Harvest Moon.

I just remembered my brother asked him to pick me up today. Now I just hoped he could get inside the room in time.

The more I fought, the more determined this man was to get his fingers inside of me. When he finally succeeded, I started to kick and twist more. I felt disgusted as he began to pump his fingers in and out.

“Shut up! You know that feels good! Just stop fighting, and you will feel so good,” he whispered in my ear.

Just as he was able to wedge his body between my legs, I heard glass shatter from the door. The next thing I knew, Mr. Dugan was being kicked off of me by Flynn.

As soon as his body left me, I moved as far away from him as possible. Leaving Flynn to deal with him. Little did this teacher know, he just seriously f****d up.

I heard him try and explain what was going on, and he lied through his teeth.

“She came on to me first, and when I reciprocated, she flipped out and changed her mind. It’s her fault it went this far. She can’t expect to dress like that, and act the way she does, and not expect a reaction,” he said.

His explanation earned a crazed laugh from Flynn. My brother’s Beta was losing his s**t, and if his wolf joined in, it’s hard to tell what would happen.

Flynn turned to face me, and told me to get behind him. I did as he asked and sat in a chair close to the door. My legs were shaking so badly that I wasn’t sure how I was going to walk any further.

“Brie, stay behind me. As for you, you slimy piece of s**t, you are lucky you are alive. If I could kill you at this very second, I would. However, because I can’t, we are going to talk to your boss, and let him call the f*****g cops on you instead. Forcing yourself on a woman is a crime you f*****g pervert. The fact that she is a minor makes it ten times worse. You best pray that the cops do serve some kind of justice, or I’ll be coming for you and so will her brother,” he snarled.

Just as Flynn moved to pick Dugan up off of the floor, Erik came rushing in. He took a look around the room, and then stooped down to talk to me.

“What? What did I miss? I came looking for your friend, because I didn’t see you guys coming back out. I wanted to make sure he didn’t get lost,” he explained.

I was about to answer, and Flynn turned around and told him.

“This piece of s**t tried to rape her,” he barked. Erik’s face dropped. Now he was pissed off too.

“Are you alright?” he asked as he protectively wrapped one arm around me.

I shrugged my shoulders and answered honestly. “I don’t know. I’m shaken up, and not sure what to think. I’m just glad Flynn got here before anything went any further. I just want to go home,” I admitted.

As Flynn dragged Mr. Dugan out the door into the hallway, Erik helped me stand up and follow him.

He was moving so fast that I was having a hard time keeping up. Finally, Erik just picked me up and carried me.

“Where in the hell is this f*****g office?” Flynn asked after turning down several hallways.

“It’s upstairs on the first floor, near the entrance,” Erik replied.

Flynn stopped walking and turned around to face us. His face hardened when he saw me in Erik’s arms, and he turned back around and kept moving again without saying what was on his mind.

We started up the stairs, and Mr. Dugan began to resist moving up them. With one swing, Flynn punched him in the face.

“Move. Otherwise, I will take the charge and beat your ass right now,” he said coldly. I had seen Flynn fighting mad before, but it had never been this bad.

Reluctantly, he started to climb the stairs, but hesitated at the top. When Flynn jerked him forward, he went limp again.

I saw Flynn’s eyes close, and I knew he was about to do something he would regret.

“Flynn, just drag him by his feet if he doesn’t want to walk. Treat him like the trash he is,” I said in hopes that he didn’t flip out and kill Dugan. The last thing I wanted was for him in trouble for hurting someone because of me.

He grabbed the teacher by his hair and got in his face. The intensity he spoke with made him scarier than I had ever seen him.

“Get up! This is your final warning. Next time, I will kill you, and get this over with,” he spat.

We eventually made it to the office, and once inside the office, Mrs. Fleming started to greet us, and Flynn tossed Mr. Dugan against the wall.

“Where is the principal? Do you people know what kind of filth you have working for you?” Flynn bellowed.

Mrs. Fleming started to stammer over her words, and left to get Mr. Vandenburg. They returned quickly, and he was just as confused as she was.

“Since she didn’t want to answer, I’ll get one from you. Do you people know what kind of disgusting garbage you have working for you? Teaching impressionable young kids?”

Flynn asked.

Mr. Vandenburg asked what he meant, and Flynn went in on him with no hesitation.

“This piece of work was attempting to rape this young girl. My girl. I caught him red-handed with his hand in her pants with her fighting to get him off of her. I don’t know if he made any contact, but she was definitely telling him no,” he explained.

I listened to everything he said, and when he said he didn’t know, Mr. Vandenburg asked me how far it went.

“It went further than it ever should have! No matter how hard I fought him, he wasn’t stopping! He fought me so hard that he was able to get his finger inside of me!” I tried to act like I wasn’t that weak, but anger and that belated fear still made tears stain my face, quietly.

The principal’s head snapped towards the teacher. He asked him if what I said was true, but Mr. Dugan glared at us all.