Page 26 of Student Seduction
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Emersyn
“Fucking quit, Derek. I’m not playing.”
Camille was playing, actually. Playing grab ass with her obnoxious slimy boyfriend or whatever he was this week. Drew ignored them, texting someone furiously on his phone.
I stood next to her vehicle waiting anxiously for her to take us home.
We’d hung around by the locker room until it got awkward, but Aiden hadn’t come out. Clearly he was in no big hurry to see me. Derek had been one of the last to leave and immediately started being pushy about going to a party on campus at a house some of the guys on the team shared.
He was still trying to talk her into coming to the party.
“I have to have Em home soon so she can check on her mom and stuff,” she’d argued, throwing me right under the bus.
“Aww, does Cinderella turn into a pumpkin at midnight?” He fingered a long blonde, now frizzy, strand of my hair. I jerked my head backward.
“No, but I can see the rats are all accounted for, should I need them.”
“The only rat here is your teacher friend.” Derek smirked. “You in his class, Em? Does he try to peek at those pretty pink panties under your desk?” He moved close enough that I could smell the alcohol on his breath. “I bet you get off on him wanting you, don’t you? Do you tease him like the rest of the boys? Strutting around and making him suffer?”
“That’s enough, Derek,” Camille snapped. “You’re being an ass. She’s never going to hang out with me again if you don’t cut it out.”
I was thankful she intervened, but when I looked at her, she had the lion-gazelle look in her eye I recognized from my own moments of female jealousy. God if only she knew how much I despised Derek. He literally made my skin crawl.
“Sorry,” she mumbled. “Sometimes he’s a creep when he drinks.”
“I’m pretty sure he’s a creep without the liquid assistance,” Drew broke in. “Come on, Em. I found us a better party to go to. It’s within walking distance.”
I wavered between them. “Um, I should probably skip the parties and get home. I can take an Uber.”
I don’t know why I expected Camille to tell me it was no big and that she’d run me home, but she didn’t. An Uber from Southeastern to to Elkboro would cost me forty bucks or more.
“Okay, cool. I’m going to take him to this party for a few then get him home and in bed where he can sleep it off.”
Derek grabbed her roughly around the waist. “Yeah, babe. I bet you’re ready to get me in bed.” He kissed her sloppily and I almost vomited in my mouth. I couldn’t understand what she saw in such a vile creature.
I really didn’t have the money for an Uber but I wasn’t getting in the vehicle with him and going to any party where he’d just drink more and get more repulsive.
“You sure you don’t want to come with me?” Drew gave me his infamous pleading puppy dog eyes but it was getting late and I was tired.
“Sorry. Not tonight. It’s been a long day and I’m beat.” I pulled out my phone and stepped back.
Camille gave me a small one-armed hugged and told me to get home safe and call her tomorrow.
When she stepped around to the driver’s side to talk to Drew, leaving me alone with Derek, I turned to leave, figuring I’d be safer back near the ice rink since it was dark and the parking lot was clearing out.
The white hot flash of pain struck my ass so quickly I was stunned and disoriented.
Derek had slapped me. Hard. Too hard.
Now he was grabbing me, pulling me by my ass to him. His fingers dug so deep into my flesh, I was certain I’d be bruised. I stumbled trying to escape his grasp but he was stronger. Much stronger.
My back was flush to his chest with his hand now firmly gripping my hip when Camille cranked the engine.
“Listen you little cock tease,” he growled in my ear. “I know what you’re doing. Acting all high and mighty. Keep it up and you’ll find out just how much I don’t like to be teased.”
“Let me go, Derek,” I said, flailing my right arm backward to try and catch him where it counted. But before I made contact, he was a foot away from me. I swayed on my feet, leaning against the 4Runner for support.
