Page 8 of His Bunny Baby

Bunny

Ihesitate walking into school. The day is sweltering hot, so despite my desire to wear pants and a sweater, I’m in another pair of cut-off shorts and a loose t-shirt. After Friday’s incident with Chester, I’m not keen on being here. I don’t want his slimy hands touching me again.

After two periods go by where I don’t see or hear from him, I sit down for lunch and pull out my phone to text Caspian. We had a quick conversation as I was running out the door late, a granola bar shoved in my pocket to eat when I got here, but I forgot about it again.

Me: Lunch time!

I send him a picture of my sandwich, apple, and a diet soda I grabbed from the vending machine. He’s quick to respond.

Caspian: That’s it?

Me: Well, plus the granola bar I forgot to eat for breakfast.

Almost as soon as I hit send, he’s calling.

“You told me you were eating as we were talking, Bunny.” The exasperation in his tone has me worrying my lip.

“I had intended to.”

“But?” How does he know me so well already?

“But I forgot. It was in my pocket. I was going to eat it when I got here, but I was late. I’m eating now, though.” I take a loud bite of my apple to prove my point.

His warm chuckle sends chills through my body. “You working tonight?”

I nod but then remember he can’t see me. “I have tomorrow off.”

“Good, you’re coming over, and I’m going to feed you so much you’ll be full for days.”

“Full of you, I hope.” My eyes widen at the brazen words. I hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

“You’d better believe it.” His heated voice dampens my panties.

Chester plopping down next to me, dries up any lust I was feeling. “Who you talking to, baby?” he whispers in my ear, biting my jaw hard enough to leave an imprint.

“Who the fuck is that?” Caspian shouts loud enough that everyone near me hears him.

“A loser who refuses to take a hint.” Chester’s eyes widen at my remark. I’m a little shocked myself. I’ve never spoken to him like that.

“I need to bust his kneecaps?” The menacing growl emitting through the line sounds hot as hell, but he’s not here to do anything about the state he’s put me in.

Staring Chester in the eye, I respond, “No, he’s just a small-minded boy who needs to be put in his place.” Gathering up my lunch, I shove it in my bag and walk out of the cafeteria. “I should go, or I’ll be late for my next class.”

“Did you finish eating?” I love his concern for me.

“Not yet, but I will.” That’s a lie. Chester touching me suffocated my appetite.

“You sure I don’t need to come fuck this guy up?”

I laugh humorlessly. “Yes, he’s just a mindless fuck boy being led around by his tiny penis.” I don’t realize that Chester heard me say that until I hang up, and he follows me into the girls’ bathroom.

“Who the fuck do you think you are, you little bitch?” He slams me into the sink, my head bounces off the mirror, and the delicate skin splits open, blood immediately trickling down my face as he grabs a fistful of my hair. “I’ll show you who’s a fuck boy.”

His hard length shoves into my ass as he yanks my head back and bites me again, leaving teeth impressions in my neck. His free hand moves to the front of my shirt, shoving up the top and roughly fondling my breast. I’m going to have so many bruises I can’t explain, and none of them will have healed by the time I see Caspian again.

Tears stream down my face until the bathroom door opens and another student enters. Chester is so cocky that it doesn’t even phase him.

“Get the hell off her!” the girl, a cheerleader, I think, shouts at him, fisting his shirt in her hand and pulling until he releases me.

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