With his hand wrapped tightly around the back of my neck, João shoved me toward Landon’s parents’ old bedroom on the second floor of his house. After pushing me into the room, he slammed the door closed and locked it behind us.
Warmth spread throughout my body. João wanted to try to teach me a lesson.
to tryBut it wouldn’t work. Not this time. I couldn’t get over the fact that, tonight, he’d let me watch our principal’s head fly onto the football field during halftime and almost get trampled in the Redwood herd, nor could I believe that they were stupid enough to record themselves killing Vaughn.
recordInstead of bending me over the bed, like I’d thought he would, João shoved me down to my knees. Then, he grasped my jaw in one hand and undid the button on his jeans with the other. I sta
