Ugly girl

Goosebumps instantly spread over my skin as I rear back and slam my hand into his chest, forcing him back a step. What the fuck was that? Why is my body reacting like this to him?

“Please,” I scoff, hating the torturous thoughts swarming within me. “Like you could satisfy a woman. Just the thought of getting with you has my pussy drying up.”

“You’re a liar, Virago. You want me. I can see your nipples screaming to be touched. Tell me, you like it rough, don’t you? You like it when your pussy is eaten and torn apart from behind. You like it fast and hard. You like to scream until your lungs give out.”

Maze starts panting beside me as though she’s imagining it while I shake my head. This guy has me all wrong and he’s going to get a rude shock when he realizes who he’s fucking with. “You know what?” I say, stepping into him and getting a thrill out of the way his eyes widen. I’m unpredictable and he doesn’t like it. Most girls would have shrunk back but I’m meeting him face to face with a challenge and that’s more intimidating to him than anything he’s ever endured before. “I do like it rough. I like it so hard and fast that amateurs like you couldn’t even dream of keeping up. I can practically feel my clit trying to claw its way inside my body at the idea of your hands on me. Oh, hold up…do you know what a clit is and where to find it? You seem like the kind of guy who wouldn’t.”

His tongue runs over his bottom lip and I force myself not to drool. While I’m still incredibly pissed off with this guy, I’m also extremely turned on and I can hardly find that familiar ache in my chest. This guy really is my new drug.

“I get it,” he says, his voice low and menacing. “You’re new. You haven’t heard the stories about who you’re fucking with, but you will and you’ll quickly realize that you should quit while you’re behind. This is your last fucking chance, Virago. Leave. Get the fuck out of my school and out of my town.”

I laugh, making his glare so much worse that Maze takes another step back. I’ve spent my life bending to the will of others and it stops now. I won’t do it again and Slade Fucking Cruz is going to learn that the hard way.

“I don’t know what I did or said to make you hate me so much, but I don’t care. This is my shot at a new life and you better fucking believe that I won’t be giving it up for anybody, especially some high school, jock loser like you. You don’t scare me, Slade. You’re a fucking dot on the map compared to the monsters I’ve dealt with. I’m staying and you better get used to it. This is my school now. My town.”

With that, I blow him the sweetest little kiss and walk away while Maze gapes at my back and hurries to catch up. “Okay,” she says after she gains control of her thoughts. “I knew you were a bad bitch, but I didn’t realize you were suicidal.”

“You’re either on the train or you can jump.”

“Oh, I’m so fucking on the train, but I have one little question.”

“Dare I ask?”

Maze’s eyes flick to me before going straight back to the sidewalk in front of her. “What the fuck is ‘Virago?’”

I shake my head, equally as perplexed. “I’ve got no fucking clue but something tells me I’m not going to like it.”

Maze pulls out her phone and I watch as she types ‘virago’ into her google search. The results come up and we reach the boundary line for my home and she cringes. “Yeah…you’re right. You’re not going to like it.”

“Maze,” I warn.

“Virago,” she says as though she’s about to address the class with a presentation that she’s worked all of two seconds on. “A domineering, violent, or bad-tempered woman.”

“On second thought, maybe he knows exactly who he’s messing with.”