Hello all, time for another chapter! I don't really have much to say except this chapter only strengthens my need for the "protect my smol bean" movement. Hopefully you lovelies enjoy, and I'll see you again on Saturday! ~Shaymie

Charles Lee was a dick. Made sense, considering the fact that he was friends with James-best friends, even. James thankfully didn't go to the same school as me, but sadly I was stuck with Lee, who was just as crude as James. Actually, crude was a bit of an understatement. He was straight up disgusting. I wouldn't touch him with a ten-foot pole.

He had been in the choir room when Maddie and I showed up to school after a quick breakfast from our favorite donut shop, Thomas quickly leaving us to do something for debate club (probably trying to get an upper hand on Alex). He hadn't spoken to us, too engrossed in texting someone-James, most likely, seeing as how he was his only friend. He had, however, given my ass a squeeze as we walked past him to get to the piano. The smug grin on his face was sickening.

"What the hell was that?" Maddie growled, glaring at Lee. I shook my head and tugged on his sleeve. I didn't want to deal with this right now. We could just go somewhere else to practice. Anything would be better than having to be around this prick. Lee smirked at me, his squirrely eyes glistening.

"What's the matter, Lo? Cat got your tongue?" God, how I wanted to wipe that stupid look off his face. He had no right to call me by Alex's nickname. Coming from Alex, it was nothing less than warm and endearing. Coming from Lee, it was cold and harsh. He was somehow worse than James, which I didn't even think was possible.

"Fuck you."

"I bet you'd love that, wouldn't you, slut? James told me all about your little escapades with him and Maria. I didn't peg you as that kind of person, but I guess you really can't judge a book by its cover." He smirked as he leaned over to get in my face. I felt the blood leave my face. James had told him about Maria? Who else had he told? "Judging by the look on Madison's face, I guess he didn't know that sweet, innocent little Lorin Haywood is nothing but a filthy little slut who gets off on sleeping with girls that she doesn't even know."

I shook my head and backed away from Maddie as tears flooded my eyes. I didn't want him to find out like this. I didn't want anyone to find out about this. I regretted telling Alex about it because I knew that he would eventually tell someone. He was always trying to convince me to tell the police or George or something, but it would just be a waste of time, especially since it was all my fault anyway.

"Lorin?" Maddie asked, his voice trembling slightly. I couldn't look at him. I didn't want to see the look in his eyes. He hated me, I knew it. He had to hate me. He probably thought that I was disgusting. He wouldn't be wrong.

"I didn't want it," I whispered, my voice cracking as I spoke. "I… I swear, I didn't…"

"Yeah right," Lee scoffed, rolling his eyes. "James said you would moan and scream like a little bitch as he and Maria took turns with you like some kind of slutty ragdoll."

I ran from the room before Lee could say anything else and choked out sobs as memories of James and Maria ran through my mind, memories of them holding me to the bed, kissing me, talking down to me, having their fun with me… It shouldn't have felt good. None of it should have felt good. I tried to say no, really I did, but all thoughts left my mind the second their hands touched me. I really was a whore that liked being fucked senseless, wasn't I?

I locked myself in a bathroom stall and vomited out my breakfast. Everything was ruined. Maddie would tell everyone what Lee told him and then they'd leave me. I'd be alone again. John would hate me, I knew he would. Gil would hate me. God, maybe even Alex would get some common sense and leave me. I didn't even know what he saw in me in the first place.

I wished more than anything that I had something sharp right now. My nails weren't nearly enough for what I wanted. I scratched furiously at my wrists, hoping and praying that I'd break skin. I wasn't sure how long I spent in the bathroom, but my wrists were scratched raw by the time I left. I deserved far worse. I deserved to bleed. I'd have to see what I could do when I got home.

I didn't know what time it was. I didn't know what class I was supposed to be in, but I really didn't care. Somehow I found myself at the library. The librarian didn't ask any questions as I walked in without a hall pass-I was probably her favorite student, and she had covered for me whenever I needed to skip class. The library was mostly empty, with the exception of one Charles Lee. Great. He grinned as he saw me and left his computer.

"Nice to see you again, Lorin. We didn't really get to finish our conversation earlier," he sneered as he walked over to me. I looked around nervously and frowned when I noticed that we were at the back of the library, hidden behind dozens of bookshelves. Nobody could see us. He could do whatever he wanted to me and nobody would know.

"If you try anything, I'll scream."

"Funny, that's incredibly similar to what you said to James before you let him fuck you at that party," Lee laughed as he stepped closer. I backed away and whimpered as I made contact with the wall. I had to do something. I opened my mouth to scream, but he slapped a hand over it, a wicked glint in his eyes.

"Wouldn't want anyone interrupting, now would we?" His other hand went down to my chest, and my heart stopped as he pulled the front of my dress down. I screamed into his hand as he took his sweet time fondling me, a quiet chuckle escaping his mouth. How could he do this in such a public place?

"You really are bigger than you look... C cup, maybe?" Terror filled my chest. Those were the same words Maria had said to me before she...

"Such a cute little girl," Maria giggled as she let the blankets fall from her body and got out of bed. I tried to not look at her nakedness and felt envy burn me up inside. Of course James would cheat on me with her. She was tall, beautiful, and seductive. The complete opposite of me. Compared to me, she was a goddess. I sniffled and walked towards the door. James looked at me emotionlessly. He'd be happier with her than me… I could just hear John and Gil say that they told me so.

I gasped as slender hands wrapped around my waist and felt myself being pulled back, blushing as my head landed on Maria's more than ample chest. God, she really was bigger and better than me in every single way. Her hands quickly unbuttoned my shirt, and I let out a shaky breath as her lips suckled on my neck. How did she know that spot that drove me crazy? My face flushed as my breaths turned into quiet moans, but I shook my head. I didn't want this, did I? She was the girl my boyfriend cheated on me with. And… I didn't even like girls. Did I?

"Come on Maria, that's enough," James sighed, pulling a shirt on. "Why are you wasting your time with her?"

"She looks like a lot of fun," Maria breathed, her bright red lips curling up into a grin on my neck. Damn, it felt good… "I'm a slut for a girl with freckles. And she's fucking adorable. Besides, you're the one who said you'd love to have both of us."

"I don't-mmm…" I groaned as she licked at my neck. I wanted to protest, say that I would rather burn in hell than sleep with my boyfriend's mistress, because who the hell did something like that, but the thoughts melted out of my head. My knees turned to jelly as one of her hands crept underneath my bra, teasing and pulling and squeezing in just the right way. The other one had slipped underneath the front of my jeans. She chuckled and carried me over to the bed, throwing me down roughly next to James. At this point, I was a moaning mess as she snapped my bra off and lowered her mouth to my chest. Despite my mind screaming at me to get away, my body wanted more. I shouldn't have wanted more...

"For such a little girl, you're bigger than you look… Damn, those moans are sexy…"

I snapped back to reality as I felt a nip on my earlobe and a rush of cold air across my chest- oh God, Lee had pulled my bra down. I wrapped my arms around my chest and kicked him away, screaming as loud as I could the second his hand left my mouth.

Alex… Probably the last person I wanted to see right now. He threw his books down and looked between me (or rather, my chest) and Lee, who was getting up from the floor, a smirk on his face. I suddenly realized that my bare chest was still out on display and quickly covered up. Alex looked away, his face bright red.

"He… He was m-messing with me," what an understatement, the guy had been crawling all over me, "but I swear, I didn't want it… I didn't want him. I'm sorry, Alex…" He had to hate me now. I'd completely understand if he broke up with me on the spot. He deserved far better than me.

"Nice tits, slut," Lee spat out, the corners of his mouth turning up into a grin as he looked at Alex, whose face twisted up in anger. I blinked, and the next thing I knew Alex was on top of Lee, throwing punches and curses like there was no tomorrow. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to stop the fight (could it even be considered a fight, the way Lee curled up in the fetal position immediately?), but I was frozen. It felt like hours had passed, but in reality it was probably only a couple of minutes, and eventually someone had shown up and pulled Alex away from Lee, who was a sobbing mess on the ground. Alex glared down at him and cracked his bruised knuckles.

"Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend."