I had expected him to be done by now but I was wrong, especially when he shoved his tongue down my throat.
I could feel my body burning from the sensation, I could swear that I heard myself let out a moan, my legs felt like jelly and his hand on my waist was the only thing keeping me to my feet.
He raised his hand up and that was when I realized that he was taking a video of us kissing with his phone.
I instinctively pushed him off me and reached for a towel to cover my body.
“What the hell are you doing?” I yelled at him.
He licked his bottom lip as he pressed his phone.
“Now you are not the only one who has a little secret” he says as he finally raised his head to me.
“Delete that right now” I ordered but he just smiled.
I should have known.
I should have known that pissing him off would get me into a bigger trouble.
“Why should I?” He said.
“I am naked in that video” I stressed out.
“And?” He replied like that wasn’t supposed to be a problem.
“What if someone sees that?”
“Your point exactly?”
“Delete the video” I strictly warned.
“What’s wrong princess, now you can’t threaten me with that little picture of yours”
I gulped hard,
“Is this about the picture, fine, I will delete it. I will do that right now” I reached for my bag to take out the phone.
“Don’t bother, I am not deleting this” he says and I felt my heart sank.
What would people think if they saw the video, they would accuse me of being a w***e, of seducing him, especially since I was the only one naked.
No matter how I try to explain myself and tell them that he planned this, no one will believe me.
Was this what he meant by I have no idea what he was capable of.
“Please, just delete it” I begged desperately.
“You didn’t see me beg when you had the photo of me and Mrs Star” he uttered sinisterly.
“I didn’t show it to anyone else, I promise”
“I know you didn’t, otherwise this video would be all over the school blog by now, the whole school would have seen it by now”
He whispered and I felt a shiver.
Was this what it felt like, to be blackmailed, it felt like my soul was being crushed to pieces, my heart beating beyond control that I think I might have an heart attack.
“Emory please” I pleaded as I walked towards him to grab the phone.
As if he would let me have it that easily.
He doesn’t move, he just moves the phone behind him.
His eyes on me, I could almost cry.
I have never had something so incriminating in my whole life, I could feel my life flash before my eyes.
“Please” I let out in a whimper.
He pushed my hair behind my ears, like Marsh did, but this felt different, it wasn’t sweet and had no ill intentions, it was crafty and dangerous, the kind that me shudder from his touch.
“Relax princess, no one will see the video as long as you stay off my path, the next time you try to blackmail me with that picture, then you will think about this video that I have” he whispered in my ears.
The door opens and Marsh walks in, he has his eyes on me first, then at Emory standing there soaking wet,
“What’s going on here?” He questioned.
“It’s nothing” Emory replied harshly and then walked out the door.
My feet moved to stop him but then I realized that I only had a towel over my body, I wouldn’t want to create the wrong impression to anyone who would see us.
“Are you okay?” Marsh asked, he seemed to notice the tears threatening to fall from my eyes.
“I’m fine, I think it would be best if you leave” I said reminding him of the fact that he had walked into the female locker room.
He turned away and left.
I changed into my clothes, and finally stepped out, there was hardly anyone around.
All I saw when I stepped outside was the boys placing soccer and there was no sign of Emory or Marsh anywhere.
I got home and threw my bag on the floor as I sat on the bed.
I was doomed.
I checked my phone every five minutes to make sure that Emory hadn’t sent the video to the whole school.
I could hear my heart skip every time a notification popped up in my phone.
It was killing me.
I knew I couldn’t go on like this, I had no one else to blame but myself, I know I shouldn’t have provoked him.
Adele and Xyla had warned me but I didn’t listen, I was desperate to make the team that I didn’t realize the consequences of crossing him.
I laid on the bed as I kept my head on the pillow, tears falling from the corner of my eyes.
My phone right beside me, my hands in between my legs.
This was nothing like I had imagined my life would be when I moved here, I thought I would join the hockey team, after a few months, I could have scouting choices and I could make my father proud but with the way things were going, the dream was washing down the drain and I was in more s**t than I could ever imagine.
My phone beeped and I grabbed it instantly,
My heart skipped when I saw a text,
“Let’s meet after school tomorrow, Emory” it read.
I thought to reply but my hands were shaking and sweaty that I couldn’t bring myself to do it.