Bad Boy Knows My Secret (BxB)

A stalker?

"Don't make me repeat my question, Jesse, I don't have all day to sit around and wait for your response." Andrew interrupted the awkward silence between us.

I wasn't able to answer him for quite some time so I guess he got tired. I really wanted to think this through. Did I really want to be manipulated by this jerk for the rest of my high school year? And god knows what he would make me do.

Come to think of it I don't even know what he wants from me. He's very popular and handsome. Yes, I said it. He's good looking, so what. It's not like I like him or anything, I'm just stating a fact. With his looks he can get anything he wants so why bother wasting precious time on me? It's not like I can get him a girlfriend or anything.

On the other hand, if he tells everyone about me I will definitely get into some serious trouble and that would surely be the end of me.

My parents would probably send me to a psychiatric clinic and tell everyone that I moved with my grandma. I would never see my friends again. I can't let that happen. I have to do everything that's in my power to keep this secret hidden. Even if it means being Andrew's marionette.

"As if I had a choice." I answered. "But I have some rules as well. You can't tell anyone about me and don't even think about dragging my friends into this mess. Also I'm not very athletic as you can see so I can't help you with anything that requires physical strength."

"Fine. Is that all?"

"Almost, but not quite. I have one question before I agree to your deal. What exactly will I have to do for you?" I asked since our 'agreement' seemed rather vague. Andrew smirked for a second which was kind of odd but I didn't pay much attention to it.

"Well for instance you'll be doing my homework this week. And pretty much anything that I'll need and everything I don't want to do."

"Your homework? What? Couldn't you just ask one of the girls you sleep with to do that for you? I'm sure they wouldn't mind." I replied angrily.

Was he really just doing this for the homework? That didn't sound very logical.

"You see, there's a little problem with that. Girls that I sleep with aren't very smart. But hey, if it's too hard for you I can just tell everyone that you're..." I put my hand on his mouth before he was able to finish what he wanted to say.

"Okay fine I'll do your stupid homework. I'll give you my e-mail address and you can just send me what I have to do."

"That won't be necessary. I'll come over tonight." Andrew said casually.

"What do you mean come over? How do you know where I live?" I asked looking kind of confused.

I thought this guy didn't even acknowledge my existence and now I find out he knows where I live. Am I sleeping right now? Is this some sort of twisted nightmare that I can't seem to wake up from? That would explain why everything and everyone's against me today. But I'm pretty sure that I'm awake so that's probably not the case here.

"My mom is friends with your mom and they hang out on Sundays with their group so I'll just come with her." Andrew answered.

I completely forgot that Maura Wilson was Veronica's friend. They do hang out a lot so I guess they must be. Oh, you might be wondering who Veronica is. That's my mom's name, I usually call her by her first name, actually I usually don't speak to her but if for some odd reason I have to talk to her I just call her Veronica. She doesn't seem to care to be honest, so why should I? We were never that close in the first place. I don't blame her though, I wasn't an easy kid so her giving up on me wasn't a complete surprise.

Veronica was very unhappy in her marriage and she never got to have fun while she was young because of her strict parents so I guess that's why she's acting like a teenager now. Why am I even bothering talking about her. It's not like she thinks about me or anything.

"You don't have to give your homework to me in person. Don't you have more fun things to do? Like hanging out with your friends or something?" I asked him not because I was worried about his entertainment or anything, I just didn't want him coming over to my place.

"Actually, I was hoping you would review my essay. Our English teacher always says how good you are at writing. She even read one of your essays out loud once. It was really good by the way. So you should read mine and maybe give me some tips."

Oh yes, our English teacher Ms. Ziegler always loves my essays. She's the best. She always paid special attention to me, maybe because she knew how messed up my family was or maybe she just liked me. I prefer to think that she genuinely enjoys my company and not just pities me but even if that's the case I don't mind.

I'm surprised she's not married yet. I wonder why that is. She's really pretty and very intelligent, kind and sweet. She's like a perfect woman a man could ever ask for. I guess she's waiting for the perfect one or whatever. Maybe that's a good thing. I mean look at my parents they got married without love and they're so toxic for each other. I suppose that's one way to demonstrate that money doesn't buy you happiness. Though soon we won't even have money since my dad quit his job. One more problem to add to my endless problems list.

Wait never mind that. Did Andrew just say he liked my essay? How the hell does he remember what was in that stupid essay at all? I don't even remember what I wrote to be honest. Well that's strange. This day gets weirder and weirder every second.

"I thought I had to do your homework not help you do it yourself." I said.

Why would he bother doing his homework when I can just do it for him? It's not like I'm in a position to say no to anything he asks me to do. Asks is a bit of an understatement technically it's more like an order.

"Well exams will be starting soon and I need to do well in them if I ever want to get out of this hellhole. English isn't my strongest subject and there's nothing wrong if I get some extra help." He replied. But I was still questioning why he'd go through all this trouble when there were much easier ways to achieve his goal. It's not like he needed to study hard or anything. His family's rich and even if he fails he can just stay in this town and work here.

But it's nice to know that I'm not the only one who thinks our stubborn and old fashioned town's the worst. It's even nicer to see that he's not afraid to ask for help. Most boys are too proud to do such a thing but he doesn't seem like he cares at all. Don't get me wrong I still strongly dislike him because he's blackmailing me, I'm just surprised, that's all.

"If you needed a study body you could have just asked me. You didn't have to blackmail me, you jerk." I said and squished my eyes in anger.

"You would help me study if I just asked?"

"Of course... not. Okay fine I get your point. I'll help you with the essay. Is that all you want? My friends are waiting for me."

"Pretty much. I also want you to come on Friday's game."

"Why?"

"Well you are in charge of school's newspaper and I want to make sure they'll capture my good side on the cover." Andrew answered.

Wait how does he know about that? What the heck. Is he stalking me or something? He's aware of suspicious amount of information about me. 

"I'm not in charge of sports page though. I don't even know anything about football."

"Well you should do some research then. I wouldn't want my cover to be ruined with an awful article." He stated with his usual smirk. What's up with that stupid smirk. Why is he doing that? To confuse me? Well, it's working if that was his intention.

"That doesn't even make any sense. I won't be writing the article why do I have to do the research?"

"Oh yes, you are. It's not like you have a choice. I wouldn't want anyone else to write how I destroy Gladiators." Andrew's eyes lit up when he mentioned Gladiators.

Oh, I see how it is. He's trying to torture me with this stupid tasks. He knows damn well I can't write that stupid article but he still makes me do it. Ugh, what an unbelievable moron.

I can't handle this kind of humiliation. I can't let him walk over me. I mean he didn't ask me anything inappropriate yet, but that doesn't mean he won't do it in the future. I have to be prepared for the worst case scenario.

I have to dig some dirt on him. Something so bad he doesn't even tell his mom. A secret that he hides from everyone. There must be something that I can use against him. In that case I wouldn't have to do anything for him.

Yeah, that's a great idea. But what if he doesn't have a secret. That's possible too. Well let's just hope that he does, otherwise there's no way of escaping him.

"Fine but don't blame me when it'll suck. I have to go now." I said and made my way to the exit. My friends must have been super frustrated waiting for me all this time.

"See you tonight, honey." Andrew chuckled as he added a sarcastic remark and left the bathroom with me but he went the other way after we passed the hallway.

Is he mocking me? Ugh, mark my words Andrew Wilson. I'll find out your dirty little secrets and make you regret the day you decided to mess with me.

***

When I was out of the bathroom I went to our table but it was empty. Then I remembered Felicity signed me that they would be waiting for me in Lucy's car so I left the restaurant and walked to the parking lot.

Once I finally found them I wished I hadn't. Their facial expression was telling me that they were ready to rip me apart.

"Sorry guys I completely lost the track of time."

"That's what you said the last time. What's your excuse now? Where the hell were you? We've been boiling in this car for hours." Lucy started complaining.

"Oh c'mon. I've only been gone for..." I looked at my phone to check the time. "40 minutes? Oh my god, it's been that long? I swear I thought I was like 5 minutes late max."

"Just get in the car we'll talk on the road. I just want to get out of this place." Lucy replied with an angry tone.

Can't argue with that. In fact I'd love to get out of here just as much as her. Maybe even more. Actually I wish I never even came here in the first place. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for this stupid town.

Wait why was Andrew here though? I completely forgot to ask him about that. He probably wouldn't answer me anyways but I'll ask him tonight just in case. He was with some guy, maybe his friend or something I suppose. He's always with his friends so it won't be surprising if that's the case.

Andrew usually hangs out with Matt and Briana's group when he's in school. Speaking of Matt, he's so cute and nice and don't even get me started on his gorgeous golden hair. It's almost like leprechauns peed on it or something. Ew, that's a real gross analogy. Is it even an analogy though? I don't think so. Whatever, disgusting.

"Are you ready for tonight? Watching horror movies will be so much fun." Lucy said when the car was already stopped on the red light.

Shoot, I forgot we had a movie night. How am I suppose to tell them that I can't come. They'll be so furious. Ugh, Andrew's ruining my friendship too.

"Actually, I can't come tonight. I have to do my homework." I tried avoiding too specific answers. If they found out that Andrew knew about me they might do something reckless trying to help me. I don't want them to get involved. I'll do this alone, it's better for everyone this way.

"Ugh, you always say that. You can do your homework before then. C'mon don't make me beg now." Lucy said.

She actually wasn't completely wrong. I did usually say that I had homework even when I didn't to get away from this kind of situations but this time was different. I mean I already did my homework but I had to do someone else's and I didn't know how long that would take but I couldn't tell them that so I had to come up with something.

"I really can't I'm sorry. I was so nervous about today that I couldn't concentrate on anything. I have tons of homework to do. I hope you can understand." A pretty impressive lie if you ask me.