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The other sides fun. (Fre&Heart Summers)

Trent smiled as he watched Maria rush out of class with all her friends close on her heels. After he packed up his things he hurried to his locker, after spinning the dial to the right numbers he opened his locker and shoved his bag inside then pulled out Maria's gym bag before closing his locker and heading off towards her locker.

When he came in sight of her locker he stopped and waited until he saw at least a few of her friends around before walking up to her and dropping the bag at her feet. "You forgot this Maria." He lowered his voice so that anyone watching would not hear him. "Meet me out behind the school at lunch." He leaned in as if he was going to reach out and touch her but then pulled away and left her standing there as he left for gym. It was one of the few classes that he did not have with her but that was fine since it would give him time to think of what he was going to make her do next.

Once gym was finished he quickly got changed and headed to the back of the school to wait for Maria.
 
Maria jumped when she saw Trent looking down at her bag she gave a nod not wanting to say much else so she didn't bother him. She watched with wary eyes as Trent walked away the mere thought of what he would have her do haunting her even more than his presences had. Going through her class in a daze she had been called upon several times for not paying attention and all of which she blamed on a secret sickness.

By the time lunch came around Maria began to think that she really was sick, her stomach curling and twisting about the closer she got to where she was suppose to meet Trent. Coming out into the yard she noticed him in place behind the school, moving over carefully she inhaled deeply prepared to fight with him she glared in his direction. "What do you want Trent?" she demanded angrily, stopping short of him her hands place directly on her hips, the right hip popped to the side.
 
Trent was leaning against the wall of the school with his eyes closed and one headphone in as he enjoyed his smoke so when Maria spoke she snapped him back to where he was. He turned to face her as he stood up and glanced around a bit to make sure they were alone before he closed the distance between them as a cruel smile started to play at his lips.

"I wanted to see how well you would behave for the most part." He laughed as if it were just a joke to him then he grabbed her arm and started to push her towards the wall. "But now that I have you alone I might as well see what you are hiding today."His free hand went to the bottom of her shirt and slipped under then started to move over her upper body. It had not been until halfway through gym that he realized she was not wearing what she normally would. Maria's clothing was to loose today so he had decided to find out why even though he was almost positive he wanted to have her say it to him. "So tell me slut why the change in wardrobe?" He looked at her as he he did not already know the reason.
 
Maria gasped at the push his hand invading her space making her unnerved, her skin was crawling at his hands touch. Goosebumps filling her skin in an anger and embarrassment that she couldn't push him away and slap his face. Backing up further into the wall she let her head turn to the side her hair falling in the way of her neck while she tried her best to speak up and tell him what he wanted to hear. "You know damn well why," she defended herself.

"Because unless I wore this everyone would have seen the bite marks, the bruises and scratches. Not to mention if I'm wearing this you can't do anything to me," she glared at him her hand moving to grip his wrist pulling him away from her not wanting his hands groping at her sore breast, not wanting his body next to her at all she tried to move. Making it a little distance from the wall before his body got in her way preventing her from going anywhere.
 
Trent glared at her and yanked his wrist out of her grip. "Thats not the whole truth is it?" He moved another step closer to her in an attempted to get her to back into the wall. "You never wear loose anything, so why the hell would you start now?" He glared at her his eyes as cool as ice.

He took another step closer as he reached out and put an arm on either of her shoulders and started to run his fingers over her neck gently on the side he had not bitten while his other hand went to the base of her neck so that only his thumb could reach the bruise but if she tried to push his hands off her again he would press down until she gave in.
 
Maria pressed her back against the harsh wall again, feeling his hand so close to her throat she shivered worried of what he would do. Her eyes fighting desperately against the warm tears that threatened to spill over the rims of her eyes, her cheeks starting to stain with a red heat of frustration. "What do you want me to say Trent?" she yelled at him.

The pressure of his hand on her bruised neck make her increasingly uncomfortable. "What? That I feel ugly, I feel cheap. Or would you rather me tell you that I don't want to draw attention to myself...that I don't want men falling over me or for you to find me attractive so I can just disappear,"
 
Trent smirked at her words then pressed himself against her as he lipped his fingers into her hair. "You are a lot of things but ugly is not one of the, bitch is the word most people would use to describe you." He smirked then enlightened his grip in her hair and forced her to face him just before he leaned in and kissed her. Then pulled away and put his lips near her ear as he spoke. "If you will not dress the way you liked then I will pick what you wear." He dropped his lips to her neck and bite down on her neck but not very hard. After a few seconds he stood up and took a step back. "Get out of my sight bitch, I don't want to see you until class." He move his hand over his mark as he looked back at her. "By the time you sit down in class you better be acting like the fucking tease you are or your friends might be getting a few emails." With that he let his hand drop and pulled out a smoke and lit it to see if she would ask to leave or just leave.
 
Maria didn't know whether to be happy he complemented her or pissed, deciding to let the matter go completely she gave her head a simple nod. She would have to wear the clothes she had in the past, even if she didn't want to be attractive to him she had no real choice he ruled her, as much as she hated to admit it. "You won't have to do that," she assured him, feeling the pain in her hair she wanted nothing more than to whip his kiss away, but she knew that if she should do it now it would only anger him. She wasn't a bitch and the more he called her one the more she wanted to be bitchy, hearing his orders she shook her head quickly. Not wanting her friends to see anything if it was possible and it didn't matter if she went back to her old ways. Watching in disgust as he placed his smoke in his mouth she tried to get away from the nasty smell, her anger flaring for just a moment she snatched his cigarette smashing it into the ground before taking off. "It won't be a problem." Before disappearing for the rest of lunch.
 
“Fucking bitch.” Trent called after her then took out another smoke and lit it just as a friend of his came around the corner and walked up to him. “Who were you yelling at?” Trent just shook his head. “No one, I was just thinking about what I would love to do to Maria.” He had not told anyone what he had planned for her. He and his friend walked away from the school as Trent gave him a smoke. When they had finished their smokes and gotten pizza from a near by pizza place.

“I'll see you later then Trent.” Trent just nodded then walked away and headed to class. It was another one of his advanced classes. Usually it would have been another round of torture from Maria. He smiled as he thought about class now, he knew that it would be different now. As he walked into the class he looked around then quickly looked down and headed for the back class and slipping into his usual seat at the back of the class.
 
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