Page 51 of Swamp Princess

I was going to talk to the confusing sky kings and ask them plainly what they wanted from me, but now everything is in the shitter.

“Whore!”

“Swamp slut!”

“Go back to the swamps, you whore!”

“You’re nothing but trash.”

All morning, the insults have kept coming, so many that I lost track of the number of faces who made it a point to insult me.

“Brinley, hey, wait up.” I pause, hearing the first kind voice since I left my room. I turn and glance at Haven who is rushing to catch up with me, and I pause to wait for her.

“Hey, Haven.” I smile at her, but I know it doesn’t reach my eyes.

“Did something happen with my brother and his friends?”

“Not that I know of. Why?” I watch her face show with confusion before she frowns.

“They basically made you the school target.”

“What? Why would he do that now?”

“I don’t know.” Haven shrugs with a frown firmly in place. “I will dig around and see what I can find out.”

“Okay.” Anger surges through me, and all I want to do is confront them pricks but I don’t have time right now. I have to get to my first class that I unfortunately have to share with Remington.

No surprise though that he is not there. He doesn’t show up for the entire class, and all the guys are missing from my classes that they normally share with me.

By the time its lunch, I am fuming. I have had my shit knocked from myself and my desk multiple times. I’m pretty sure that I have spitballs in my hair, and guys have been leering at me all day like I am willing to fuck them all.

I storm into the dining hall, and I look around. I spot Blaise first, sitting with his new girlfriend, and his eyes briefly meet mine before moving to his girlfriend. There was no warmth in them, which is suspicious. I keep looking until I see them sitting at a round dining table to the back.

I storm over, noticing how the dining hall has gone almost silent as I stand in front of their table.

“What the fuck is wrong with you three?” I cross my arms over my chest and glare at them. They continue to ignore me, so I ask again. This time, louder. This time, when they ignore me, I tap Kingston’s shoulder, watching as he goes rigid.

They all stand, and Kingston glares at me. “Don’t fucking touch me, swamp bitch.” He shoves me slightly and before I can even say anything, Loyal dumps the rest of his food and drink on me.

“Go back to your school, bitch.” Too stunned to speak, I gape at them. I hear laughter break out behind me and I refuse to turn and look at anyone until I control my face. The three guys push past me, and one of them shoulder checks me.

I rub my shoulder, trying to collect my pride, and I turn slowly. I don’t want them to see how much my feelings are hurt. I again catch Blaise’s eyes for a moment, and I see a moment of sadness before he shoves it away.

As I’m leaving the dining hall, I am walking to the hallway, thinking I will skip the rest of my classes until a hand stops me.

“Brin.” Blaise. I stiffen as he spins me around to face him. “So, you’re fucking a bunch of guys now, huh?”

“What are you talking about?” I try to read his gaze and he keeps his facial expressions closed off from me, leaving only cold detachment.

“All the guys. I thought it was just Hector.” He sneers his name, “and I, but apparently it is us, and them fucks, and more.”

Stunned once again, I look at him. “Blaise, you can’t be serious right now.”

“Tell me that fuck wasn’t inside your sweet pussy.” He gets closer to me, running his hand up my thighs under my skirt and as much as I hate it, I start to respond to him. I feel him press me against the wall as he pushes aside my panties.

He dips his finger inside of me, and my knees weaken. “Blaise, don’t.” I want him but I know he is doing this to be cruel.

“What, am I no good to you? You getting better cock? I can feel how wet you are for me. I want you to cum on my fingers like the good little whore you’ve become.” His words sting but the way he works his fingers inside me my body betrays me, and I push against the palm of his hand, hating that I am.

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