Chapter Seven
"Ms. O'Brien, may I go to the bathroom?" John asked with his hand raised.
"Fine, but don't take too long. We're working on important stuff today," she said with an aggravated tone. John pushed his chair back, walking out of the classroom. He glanced into the other classes as he walked by them, smiling and waving to Jade when he passed her class.
As he walked into the bathroom, he quickly took out his phone, seeing that he got a picture from Dave that was sent 20 minutes ago. He smiled as he opened it. It was of Dave with his shades off, holding a piece of paper with a "3". The text under the picture said, "Bored in study hall. Miss you."
John blushed a little, texting Dave a heart. He flipped his phone shut, turning around a looking at the ground as he walked. Suddenly, he ran into someone, making him fall backwards. "Whoa!" he shouted as he fell.
"Hello, John," said the voice. John's eyes widened as he started at the other's feet. I know that voice, he thought to himself. It can't be. He slowly looked up, heart racing as his eyes met her's.
"J-Jessica!" he stuttered. "W-what the hell are you doing in the men's bathroom?"
She snickered, bursting out into a small laughter. "If this is the 'men's' bathroom, then why is there a little boy in here?" She gave him an evil smile, her eyes beaming down at him. He backed up against the wall as she started walking closer. "So," she said with a bitchy tone. "You and Dave are a thing now?"
He gulped, nodding slowly. "Y-yeah, I guess you can say that." Her smile turned into a furious frown. She grabbed John by his hair tightly, pulling him to his feet.
"I told you to stay away from him." She pulled out a pocket knife from her back pocket. "Unless of course you'd like me to add another cut to that pretty little scar of yours." She flipped the knife open, bringing it close to his neck.
Out of nowhere, she gasped and jumped back as a stall door slammed open. Dave stood there, glaring at Jessica. "D-Dave!" she stuttered with fear. "I-I didn't know you were here."
Dave let out a low growl. "Let...him...go!" he demanded through gritted teeth. His hands were balled into fists as he let out heavy breaths. Jessica shakily released John from her grasp. He took his new advantage of freedom to run behind Dave.
Jessica stood frozen, unable to speak. "You think you can just fucking cut anyone you'd like, don't you?" Dave asked her. An obvious rhetorical question. "You think that just because they like who you like means you'll have a better chance? Bitch, you never had a chance with me." Jessica felt a tear roll down her face. Dave walked up to her, grabbing her cheeks with one hand. "I suggest you get your ass outta here so I won't have to mess up that pretty little face of your's." He tightened his grip, making her wince a little.
"Y-you wouldn't hit a girl," she stuttered nervously.
Dave chuckled a little as he smiled devilishly. "Don't underestimate a Strider." His grin turned into a frown as he let go of her face, pointing to the door. "I'd advise you to get out...now!" he snarled. Jessica nodded, quickly running out the door. Dave sighed in frustration. " Ignorant bitch," he muttered under his breath.
He turned around and moved closer to John, wrapping his arms around the shorter male. "Told you I'd always protect you." John let out a boyish giggle.
"I knew you would." John quickly pecked Dave on the lips. "I have to go back to class now," he sighed. Dave nodded once, letting go of him. John kisses Dave on the cheek, then headed back to class.