Stuck between two bad boys

Devin didn’t struggle to get out of my grip as I hit him one last time. One last time not because I was tired but because of the noise coming from the second hall. The rowdiness of the room caught my attention and left me wondering what had happened.

Why does he have this annoying smirk on his face whenever we are fighting?

I paused and released him, turning my face in the direction to see what was happening. At that point, the anger in me vanished as I remembered I hadn’t found Emily.

“Damn.”

I quickly took hastened steps to the hallway, leaving Devin behind. Devin stood for a while trying to stretch before walking behind me with a smirk on his face. The noise was of people making fun, screaming, and laughing.

I swayed my body in the crowd till I got to where some people gathered. I looked over the shoulder of one of the guys laughing and saw Emily on the floor. What was she doing on the floor without her clothes?

Is this supposed to be my point of distraction or something else?

“Fvck,” I muttered, unable to think properly.

It was Emily, and she was on the floor kicking Nigel away from her. She had her hands covering her breasts. Nigel was with the gown she wore from home and was whirling it while laughing.

“Oh my God, she’s so adorable.”

“Fucking small tits too, how does Devin like those?”

“You have no idea. Take a picture.”

I had no idea what I was going to do. All the girls had their phones out and they were all taking humiliating pictures of Emily. I clenched my fist tight. My hands were bruised but it didn’t stop me from fisting them.

Someone ran into the scene and before I could agnize who it was, he was covering Emily.

It was Devin and his arms were wrapped tightly around Emily. This was what should have done instead of standing and getting ready to punch someone in the gut.

“It’s fine Emily, I’m here now,” Devin muttered.

He held her tightly against himself with his huge body covering her. He used his hand to tuck her hair and patted her gently. She was crying and shaking in his arms.

“Hey, you’ll be fine,” he patted her. “Relax Emily, I got you.”

Using one hand to hold her, he used the other hand to gently remove his jacket. “Here, I got you.”

He wrapped it on her and remained still.

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I turned back to Nigel who still had a sardonic smile spread on his lips. Screw him! I’ll teach him a lesson.

Now I get the reason he was so sweet and asked her out for the party. So he could humiliate her!

Enraged, I walked toward him and threw a blow to his face. He staggered and I drew him closer, swinging another punch to his rib. I swooped him to the floor and continued raining punches on him. It was what he got for messing with Emily, for humiliating her, for manipulating her into believing he was a good person, and for everything he was yet to do.

“Nasty asshole,” I growled as I punched his jaw and he started bleeding.

He howled in pain and tried to hold my hands but I pinned his hands to the floor and just looked at his bloodied face for a minute. I didn’t care how many teeth he lost, I just needed to get the anger boiling in me out. I knew I would probably get another detention but I could face it. I would face anything for my baby sister, Emily.

“Don’t kill him, please.”

I raised my head and it was Emily crying. Why on earth was she feeling empathetic? Did she have any idea what this motherfucker was doing to her? To her reputation? And of course, if I’m not being self-centered, my reputation.

“I’ll kill you if you ever mess with my Emily again.”

Everyone scorned with fear and disgust at how his face looked. It’s been a hell of a day, from fighting with Devin to beating the hell out of Nigel. He needed stitches and some needles to be able to talk again; I made sure of that.

I stood up from him and cleaned my hands on my trousers.

“Emily are you okay?” I asked looking at her. It was the first thing I was saying to her since I came in here. I was extremely angry to even ask about her and if she was okay. Glad Devin got his clothes on her because I had no fucking idea what to do.

“Yeah,” she replied with a nod. She had dried tears on her face and it messed up the mascara on her eyes. She looked like she had been crying endlessly for days.

After confirming she was okay I turned to Nili, Eva, and Gabby.

“Delete the videos now!”

“Delete what video?” Eva asked.

“Don’t fucking play with me Eva. I saw you guys taking pictures and videos of her.”

“You didn’t.”

“Give me your phones right now.”

“Why the fuck would I do that?” Nili asked rolling her eyes.

“You have no idea what crime you’re committing,” Devin chirped, still holding Emily gently against his chest.

She looked so traumatized, she just heaved and remained calm.

My lips twitched as I turned to the Queen Bees. “Because I can have you trending on social media too.”

“Tell us how, big brother Xavier,” Gabby teased.

She wore fishnet leggings and they looked good on her despite her being and having a horrible personality.

“Don’t you think it would make a headline knowing you had a threesome with our teacher?” I asked knowing their little secret meant something to them.

Gabby turned to Eva and Eva in turn tilted.

“Not just that, I’m sure you know it is illegal under federal law, to produce, distribute, receive or possess any child pornography. You’re a minor and I’m also sure you know the punishments. I don’t have to tell you about those too, do I?”

I saw their faces twitch with fear. Nobody wanted to get imprisoned and be on a sex offender list. It was a serious crime and was enough to threaten them.

“Fine,” Eva blurted and handed her phone to my open hands. I turned to Nili and Gabby waiting for them to do the same.

“Fvck it,” Gabby said in an undertone and hurled the phone at me. Her pouch was a pink teddy, so feminine and disgusting.

“Here.”

After dropping the last phone, she took a step backward and leaned over the door.

I took the three phones and smashed them against the wall one after the other. They all deserved to be taught a person and messing with my Emily was going to teach them that lesson.

My Emily.

She was still in Devin’s arms.