NIRVANA'S POV
"Did you really think that I would just sit back and let him put his hands on you?"
His voice was a dark hiss in the quiet classroom. The deadbolt had just clicked into place, locking us inside the dim room and he was standing there looking at me with unapologetic possessiveness.
My hands moved before I even registered the thought.
I stepped forward and shoved him hard. The heels of my hands collided with his solid chest. He did not even stumble, which only made me angrier. I shoved him again, balling my hands into tight fists and swinging at his chest.
"Who do you think you are?" I screamed at him, my voice echoing off the empty walls. I hit his shoulder. I hit his chest. I poured every single ounce of my humiliation and exhaustion into my fists. "You do not own me! Yo
