𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 | ☆

Chapter Twenty-Five | Hudson

↳ ❝ [Im sorry, River] ¡! ❞

✧. ┊ "No Wind Resistance" by Kinneret

warnings : rape, f-slur and violence

I smiled with joy looking at Mason and River. He was sitting in her lap at the lunch table and laid on her shoulder, lifting his head and kissing her lips so often. I'm so happy their finally together.

I love seeing River and Mason happy. Especially what happened with Jackson. River really hasn't got to have that happiness. And I'm glad it's Mason. I know he wouldn't hurt her on purpose.

Mason wouldn't leave her side. And last time was a nightmare. Totally didn't listen to us when we told them to be quiet. Be we just let them be and went to seven-eleven to get snacks. And they were done with the lovemaking by the time we got back.

I looked to Archer who immediately put his head down. He's very shy. I've notice. I smile softly at him making him blush. His hand scooted closer to mine that was on the table. His large pinky grazed mine.

I smile and my pinky grazed his. He blushed and smiled. I smiled and my eyes moved to the back of the cafeteria. My smile dropped and my heart came to a complete stop.

Brody.

Him and his friends look at me with that disgusting look. I hold back my sob and quickly get up. Archer's eyes furrowed and he held his hand to his chest. River's head looked up from Mason and looked at me. Then back of the room. Her brows punched together and she looked at me.

"Hudson-"

"I-I have to g-go." I looked as Archer's face fell and his nodded.

"No. You're-" River started but I just started to walked away fast. My heart was beating fast and tears build up in my eyes.

"Hudson!" I nearly sobbed. It wasn't River's voice. Not Archer's voice. It was his.

I heard multiple footsteps and my mind prayed that it was my friends. But deep down I knew it wasn't. I prayed as I sped walk down the hall but someone grabbed my backpack and threw me to the ground. I hiss in pain as I burned my knee sliding on the floor.

I don't look up. I try to keep my tears from falling but it didn't work.

"Get up, fag. You know the rules." I sobbed and slowly stood up. He shoved me into the locker and I try to get out if his touch. "Behind the bleachers. Go!"

"P-Please! No, I—please!" I tried to sob. No one was in the hallways. His hand raised up in the air and my eyes closed as his palm made connect my face. He gripped my hair making me whisper and almdot scream in pain.

"Open the closet." he nodded to one of his friends. They smirked and opened the closet door and I shook my head pleading for them to stop. He kicked me into the closet and they all surrounded me making me panic.