Page 37 of Hate Like Ours

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I look back down at the page in front of me. It’s a drawing of a girl who has a sad and scared expression on her face. There’s also a dark cloud surrounding her. When you look closely, it looks as though she’s screaming and begging for her demons to go away. All around her are what looks like monsters but I know it’s just people.

It doesn’t take a genius to realize I just drew myself and how I see the people here. Deep down, that’s what they are. Nothing but monsters if they can torment someone they don’t even know.

I’m still looking at my art in front of me, deep in my thoughts when the sound of voices startles me. It’s coming from just outside the door and I freeze. Shit! I hope it isn’t a teacher. I honestly didn’t think anyone else would come out here. Why didn’t they choose one of the other two empty rooms instead of this one, or even one of the other buildings back here.

I scoot further behind the chairs so that I can remain hidden from whoever is out there. I’m really hoping that they don’t come in here but that hope is dashed when I hear the keys engaging the lock and the door to the room opens.Just great, I think to myself.

“I’m so glad you decided to give me a chance, Knox! You deserve so much better than that bitch Ivy,” a female voice purrs, making me want to gag instantly. Knox, the bane of my existence, is in here. I should have known my alone time wouldn’t last long.

“Are you gonna keep yapping that mouth of yours or are you gonna use it to suck my dick? If not, I can find someone else who will,” Knox says with impatience in his voice.

“No! I’ll do it, baby! I’m so glad you’re taking the time out of your life to let that ugly girl know just how beneath us she is,” I hear the whiny bitch say. If I could smack her in the face right now, I would. Lucky for her though, I don’t want to give up my hiding spot. Like I said, the students at Riverside Academy are vile as fuck.

“I know,” he says with a smirk. “Now suck my fucking cock and quit talking.”

I raise up to my knees and peek through the chairs so that I can see them. That’s how I know he’s smirking at her. I shouldn’t be looking because it’s a private moment between two assholes but hey, they shouldn’t be in public doing private things if they don’t want anyone watching. Plus, that bitch was just talking about me so…

The girl is one of Ivy’s friends. The stupid witch who swears that Knox is her boyfriend and yet even her friends are betraying her. I mean, who the hell needs friends like that? What kind of friend goes after their friend’s man?

Clearly no one cares and they’re all fucking around with each other, and yet I’m supposedly the whore and slut here? That doesn’t even make any sense.

I hear the telltale sign of someone fiddling with the buckle and when I look again, Knox has his pants down and around his ankles, and the girl has her mouth around his cock.

I can’t help but stare at his cock from the little I can manage to see. I didn’t really pay much attention to it when we were in the cafeteria the other day, since I was in shock. But now I can look without him even knowing that I’m here.

He has his eyes closed. A look of pleasure is written all over his face. I wish I was the one putting that look there. That’s when I know I’ve really lost a screw inside my head.

“Stand up,” he tells her, and she does as she’s told. “You can leave now.”

“Wha—but… we’re not done! You didn’t come and you haven’t fucked me yet!” she whines.

“I never said I was going to fuck you. Besides, something just came up that I need to attend to. Maybe we can pick this up later,” he tells her in a bored and uninterested tone. Wow! Asshole much?


“Leave before I change my mind and make your life a living hell instead! We wouldn’t want that now, would we?”

“You can be a real asshole, you know that?” She huffs.

“Never said I wasn’t anything but. What does it say about you that you’re here sucking off your so-called best friend’s man?” he asks casually, but there’s an underlying hint of steel in his words. It’s almost like he’s daring her to continue just so he can unleash his wrath on her.At least I’m not the only one he’s an asshole to…

With a huff, she storms out of the room without saying another word. Guess she finally caught on to what his words meant. I’m sure she doesn’t want Ivy finding out about what just happened here. Lord knows that girl is a psycho.

I’m disgusted with what I just witnessed but also turned on and wishing it was me but not really. Does that make any sense? It sure doesn’t to me. Why must the heart want things it shouldn’t? Why couldn’t I be interested in someone nice who wasn’t a grade-A asshole psycho? I turn back to face the window as quietly as possible to wait for him to leave. In case I didn’t say it already, today sucks.

“Did you enjoy the show fat ass?” he asks suddenly and I jump.

Shit! How the hell does he know I’m here? I didn’t make a freaking sound. I gulp because I know he’s talking to me. He doesn’t call anyone else names. Nope, that privilege is reserved just for me. I don’t answer. Instead, I opt for staying quiet, hoping he’ll just go away.

“Get out from behind there before I make this real unpleasant for you,” he snaps a second later.

“It isn’t like being in your presence is ever pleasant,” I mumble as I slowly stand to my feet and walk out from behind the furniture. I’m standing in front of him with my head down.

I really don’t want to have another confrontation and I don’t want to look at him after what I just saw him and that girl doing. Looking down, I have the perfect view of his cock that’s still out. He didn’t even bother zipping the hell up.

“Answer me, whore. Did you like what you saw?” He questions in a sneer when I don’t answer fast enough.

“No. I didn’t see anything but what I heard was disgusting. It didn’t sound like you were any good since you couldn’t even finish her off,” I snap at him.

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