Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Mated 315

Chapter 315

KESTER.

Every noise in the class faded.

I didn't hear the laughter.

I didn't hear the chairs creaking.

I didn't hear my own heartbeat.

Just that one sentence. Echoing over and over and over in

my skull.

My fist crushed the pencil in my hand, and I snapped it in two like was a twig.

I stood up slowly. I don't even remember doing it.

One second, I was staring at my desk, and the next, I was marching straight toward the back of the class.

I heard someone call my name. Maybe. I couldn't tell. I didn't care.

Troy was grinning like he'd won something.

He didn't even get the chance to blink before I grabbed him by the collar and slammed his face into the desk.

I didn't feel anything. Just this heat. Boiling really bad. Rushing through my arms. Through my head.

"Take it back!" I screamed. "SAY IT AGAIN!"

He tried to push me off, but I was already hitting his face repeatedly on the desk.

Everyone gasped, scrambling out of their seats. This was new to them. I had never fought or got violent before.

I didn't stop.

shouted once, but I didn't hear it

I hit him again.

And again.

And again.

and chairs scraped as people jumped out of

dn't stop to

care what I was doing. I just needed him to shut up. I needed to stop the rage. I needed to

NOT a whore!" I roared, spit flying from my mouth. I hit his jaw. His

I couldn't stop.

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didn't even

on my sleeves, on my knuckles, on my face. His lends tried to pull me off him, but I swung an elbow and heard one of them

rushing into the class. She grabbed my arms, but I didn't stop. Something was buzzing in my body. I didn't even feel like me anymore.

finally

all the

on for yemething

me. Like I had

this

without even realizing it. I heard her stumble,

Someone get the seniors!" she shouted.

panicking. "ET THE SENIORS!"

for someone to

knocked out a tooth, but I didn't care. I wasn't even there anymore. I was somewhere else. I was back at home. I was watching my mum cry again. Watching my dad slam the door. Watching myself

that scared little chicken, was

it stopped

to hurt him the way I

wolves. So, they were supposedly strong. Two of them held me by both arms

I thrashed.

tried to pull me

were stronger than me-but it