Tolerating The Player

“Let me go!” I yelled but he didn’t answer as his grip on me became tighter and firmer.

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He dragged me away from the school cafeteria into the Janitor’s closet and locked the door behind him. My whole body was numb and I could hear the rise and fall of my heartbeat.

I made to reach for the door but he dragged me back and pinned my body against the wall.

“What the hell do you want from me?” I yelled but hissed almost immediately as his grip on my hands became tighter.

“Why the fuck were you ignoring my messages” he said with his face really close to mine that I could feel the heat from his mouth as he spoke.

“What fucking message are you talking abo…. oh!” I realized it was him who had been sending those anonymous messages to me but how did he even get my number.

“Why shouldn’t I ignore, what do you need me for?” I asked with the last courage in me and he released his grip on my hand.

“You sat down on a couch wearing the same colour of cloth I wore just right after we had a dare contest” he took two steps backwards from me and tucked his hands into his pocket.

“So how does your little game affect me?” I cocked a brow at him folding my hands under my small breasts.

His eyes drifted to my breasts but he immediately diverted his attention to my face, “you’re stuck with me for three weeks”. He said and walked out of the Janitor’s closet leaving me with different unanswered questions in my head.

“Was this what the stupid bitch was talking about at the party when I had walked out of her?” I asked myself before I stupidly ran out of the Janitor’s closet to meet him.

“Hold on there, you can’t force me to do this without my own permission or will” I yelled out but he didn’t turn his back to notice me.

Lunch break was over and I went to my Geography class thinking of what he had said to me, perhaps he was capping or it was another way of playing a prank on me.

I was lost in my thoughts that I didn’t realize when the Geography teacher was standing in front of me.

“Lost in your thoughts?” She asked and I snapped back to reality.

I shook my head hoping she would just leave but being Ms Carla herself she didn’t leave but rather chose to throw some questions at me.

“If you were truly paying attention then do you mind sharing with us just a problem facing the environment?” she asked and walked back to the front of the classroom.

“Climate change affects the environment” I answered and I was lucky it was a topic I was really good at.

She gave me a scornful type of look before she continued with her class.

The class was over and I walked to my locker to drop off my Geography notes and textbook. I closed the locker and was shocked to see Zach standing beside me.

“Christ! You startled me” I yelled with a hand on my chest but he didn’t say anything to me, not even an apology.

“I’ll be leaving for football practice after school and you’re to come with me”

“Okay firstly, you’re a big jerk and secondly I have work to go to after school rather than playing along with your stupid game” I said and turned my back to leave but he caught my backpack and dragged me back.

“Don’t play stubborn, meet me outside immediately after school,” he said and left.

Things were getting real and I started to question myself if I haven’t gotten myself into a big mess, but how the hell was I supposed to not sit on the goddamn couch.

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It was time to go home and I had been trying my best to avoid bumping into Zach throughout the rest of the hours. I sneaked outside the school building and spotted Maya standing beside her car but she seemed to be in a serious conversation with Frank.

Ever since the incident at the party, she had been having a lot of conversations with Frank which was unusual. They were damn enemies before they hooked up.

“Hey!” I greeted as I approached them, Frank noticed me and paused on whatever he was telling Maya and gave me a sly smile which I returned.

“Are you ready to go home?” I asked because I couldn’t wait to leave this place and avoid bumping into Zach.

“Uhm actually…., I’m sorry but I can’t drop you off at work today because Frank and I have some stuff to do” she stressed on each word she spoke in order for it not to sound offensive and luckily I didn’t count it as any offence.

“Oh cool, see you later then” I said and they both got into her car and left. The thought of me walking to work filled my head and I let out a loud sigh.

I turned my back to see Zach staring at me with fierce eyes and if looks could kill I would have definitely been burnt to death.

I froze on the spot not knowing what I should do. If I ran he would probably catch up with me but if I stayed behind he would leash out his anger on me. I was confused and turned my back trying to slowly walk away.

“Stop!” His cold voice pierced into my ear and I automatically stopped walking. I didn’t turn to look at him but I could feel him coming closer to me step by step till his hands were on my waist and he turned to face me.

We were so close to each other and we were in public, he didn’t seem to mind but hell different people were staring at me.

“I clearly remember telling you not to play stubborn” he whispered against my ear. Our faces were so close to each other that people might think we were making out outside the school building but I was the only one who knew we were nothing close to making out as his grip on my waist became tighter.

“Please let go of me” I begged and he slowly pulled himself away from me. I could see the visible smirk of satisfaction on his face and I felt like slapping it off.

He walked towards a car with luxury written all over it and I assumed it was his car. He entered the car and started the engine then wined down the window signalling for me to come in.

It felt weird and I was scared, what if they had more up their sleeves and it wasn’t just to be his personal minion for two weeks. I stood on the spot without moving and I could see anger written all over his face as he clenched his sharp jaws.

“I hate to be kept waiting” he said and I slowly entered the car and sat on the front seat beside him.

He reached for me and I sank into the chair with his body so close to mine.

“Seatbelts” he said and tucked in the seatbelt before returning to his seat and he started the car.

The drive was filled with awkward silence and the only sound in the car was coming from the radio. They were talking about the environment and global warming. I was starting to warm up to their discussion when he suddenly changed the radio and connected his phone music to it.

I recognized the song immediately because it was from one of my favourite artists.

“You like Khalid?” I asked and he looked at my face for some while before nodding his head. Was he trying to read my mind or something by looking at me before answering my question?

I thought of starting a conversation but I knew he wouldn’t respond and I would end up getting offended.

I noticed the drive was becoming long, besides I didn’t ask him where his football practice was.

“Where are you taking me to?”

“A mechanic” he bluntly replied.

“I thought you had football practice, would you let me miss work because of a trip to the mechanic?!” I yelled but he didn’t reply, rather he turned the volume of the music up. I liked Khalid’s music but it was getting annoying at this point so I turned it off.

“Do you wanna go home so bad?” He rubbed his temples resting his arm on the window.

“Infact yes, yes I do, so let me out” I yelled and he parked the car by the roadside and reached for my side of the door. He opened the door and gestured for me to go out.

My whole body seemed to come back to its senses when I realized I had no idea where I was and also no money on me. I didn’t move an inch as I sat on the chair and folded my hands.

“Thought you wanted me to let you out” he teased but I didn’t say anything as I kept a straight face looking at my front.

“Dunderhead” he said and closed the door before he continued to drive, I would pretend I didn’t just hear him insulting me.