Got mauled by termites in my Mechatronics class today, nearly died. I was petrified, now I'm going to be all paranoid that every time I see a bug it's going to come with a pack and EAT ME! Literatlly about four of them were actually on me, at different times but I was like "Oh my god, noooo!" Anyway, with lots of love I decided to update. Lucky for me it's snowing, sadly I won't get luck enough to get out of school, if I do, I will make a hard as hell attempt to update.
Disclaimer: I own a life supply of orange soda! But I don't own Glee. :(
Paring: Creepy Teacher/Puck...(He has a name!)
Warning: It skips from the last chapter, because do you honestly want me to add in a ton of Fuck?
You know, missing one day, it usually doesn't cause havoc, especially when it's a Friday, Saturday and Sunday spent away with Finn and being sick. Now it was Monday and you will never guess where Puck is!
He's sitting in Mr. Stelavon's class, preparing to take a test. Oh, and where was Finn? Well, according to the mad dashing boy, and the text Puck received two minutes ago, picking his mom up. Gah, Puck was so tired, today had been the worst Monday ever. His head was being held up by his hand and he was trying not to fall asleep on the paper.
His head slips every so often, he hasn't even got to the fourth question yet, he doesn't want to do this and doesn't want to be here. He wants to run, wants to scream anything...but he can't. He's so fucking stupid, why does he keep setting himself up for something bad. However, Mr. Stelavon doesn't seem to be paying any attention to him. His phone vibrates and he knows it's from Finn, so he slips it out. Like he said, Mr. Stelavon wasn't paying attention.
"sorry, promise to b ovr l8r, Britt'll give u a ryd home." He feels a hand hit the desk and Mr. Stelavon's taking away his paper. Puck looks up and he sees it, he sees that evil look in the guys eyes even though there is a smile on his face. Puck knows better though, that's not a nice smile it's an evil smile. His eyes glanced to the door only to see that it's locked.
'Fuck no no no! This could not be happening again. Not to me' He though, getting up from his seat and finding his way to the back of the room, trying to hide, run. His back hits the wall and he presses into it, looking so small, so fragile, so child like. He's going through any escape route he can but he can think clearly as Mr. Stelavon advances on him.
"Stop." He heard it, he said it, he knows he did. It was pathetic and quiet and barely there but it was said. He's pretty sure that's as strong as his voice can get. His back is pressed tightly to the wall and it's starting to hurt as he tries to push further back, as if the wall would collapse from behind him and he could make a run for it. His eyes keep glancing to the obviously locked door as if hoping someone would run in and save him.
"Stop what?" Comes the growled response. Puck looks up at him, he's so close now, there's barely any distance. "You knew you had this coming, that why you told you're friend to leave. So, you could get me all alone."
"No." He said, his voice stronger than before. "Please," He tried again, his voice stronger, begging though. "Stop, don't do this to me ag..." The again fell off his lips, he couldn't let anything come back to him, he'd feel weak and pathetic and sick again. "Please!" He was begging.
"You would beg." Mr. Stelavon says, that creepy smile on his lips. He's standing in front of Puck, his hand rubbing the bulge in his pants, eyes shining like a rats in the dark. (1) "You're mine, you know that. You're my bitch. You want this as much as you wanted to fuck my girlfriend and take her away from me." Puck felt his eyes burn and tingle and he felt pathetic. "If you're a good little bitch I'll take it easy on ya, if not..."
"I don't want this!" Puck fought back, finding his strength, but losing it when he looked into the mas eyes. "Please, leave me alone. Please." He bit his lip. "Please don't" Mr. Stelavon grabs a fist full of Puck's shirt and pulls him forward, growling before tossing him to the side. Puck's body hit the lab table and he let out a scream as the cracking sound in his chest resounded through his ears.
"Little bitch." He can barely hear Mr. Stelavon, he can barely breath. His chest feels like it's on fire and he feels the tears escape. Mr. Stelavon's grabbing him and pulling him up, and pushes Puck onto the lab table that he hit. Mr. Stelavon's hands grab the waistband of his jeans and pulls so hard it breaks the zipper. He struggles again, too afraid, knowing he had to get out. Mr. Stelavon grabs the back of Pucks neck and slams his head into the hard surface. The world started to go black, dots invading his vision. He feels his jeans and boxers being pulled down before his whole world goes black.
When he comes to, he's laying on the floor, chest so tight but nothing compared to the pain in his ass. He looks to the clock, Brittney was gong to be here soon he had to find his phone and tell her not to come. Had to fix himself up, hide this, forget it. He lets out a scream with every move he makes and he can hear Brittney calling his name.
No, no, not yet. He thinks. Don't let her find me like this. He can't let her find him like this, no one can know. But when he grabs his pants and tries to pull them on a scream of pain rips through his throat and lets himself fall back to the floor, tears pouring down his face. Why wa she such a fuck up, at everything he did, he hated it.
He hears the footsteps growing closer and can't move, he hears them stop and prays for a minute she'd walk in, then realizes he's not supposed to want help. He can handle this! When he sees her head, he's mixed with dread, guilt and relief.
"Puck?" Her voice is so shocked and terrified and he doesn't really know how to respond. He wraps and arm around his ribs as she walks in. "What happened?" He meets her eyes, his still leaking tears and she knows she has to do something so she sits next to him and sends Finn a text, Finn will know what to do.
Is it sick to say I really enjoyed writing that. Shout out to SoutherHemmy for helping me with the rape scene all credit to her, I just changed it a little bit.
(1) I just had to put that line in there Hemmy I love you for that one!
I have to admit I had way to much fun writing this, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and awww shit boyyy Brittney knows...AWWWW!
I kep sneezing, if I come down with what my grandma has grrrr.