Seeing them there, holding hands and staring deeply into each other’s eyes, Adam almost couldn’t believe it.
It had to be a mistake.
Surely.
Adam realised he’s stopped walking only when Ste walked into him and almost tripped over.
“Sorry,” Ste uttered in a panicked voice, even though they both knew the collision had been Adam’s fault.
Realising he had no choi
Alice smiled at Joseph, trying to focus on what he was telling her.She couldn’t.All she could think about was Adam. He never replied to her message about meeting Dave. This was either because he didn’t care, or he was annoyed about it.‘Or seething with rage about it,’ Alice thought with a shiver of dread.“So… should I say yes?” Joseph asked.
“I need you to do something for me,” Jamie said, staring into Ste’s eyes with an intensity he’d never seen before. “And I'm afraid you aren’t going to like it.”“What is it?” Ste asked, dreading to think what Jamie might ask of him.“I planted a little seed in Adam’s mind. He thinks he’s so smart but he’s as easy to manipulate as anyone else. You remember when I mentioned that teen gangster who let all of his mates shag his girlfriend?” Jamie said.‘No… he wouldn’t want that to happen to his own sister. Sur
The old park was on the outskirts of town, roughly an equal distance between his location and Jamie’s. Still, he ran the entire distance, not wanting Jamie to get there first and be forced to wait around, having no clue as to what was going on. Ste leaned on the old goalpost as he caught his breath. His lungs were on fire, probably because of the smoking, but all that realisation did was make him crave a cigarette. ‘I need one to calm my nerves,’ Ste told himself. With a shaking hand, Ste dropped the pack of cigarettes as he went to retrieve one. A couple fell into a puddle and weren’t rescuable, but he scooped up the dry ones and poked them back into the packet, popping one between his lips. The cigarette made him feel lightheaded but slightly less panicked as he awaited Jamie’s arrival. He saw Jamie in the distance, walking at a slow pace toward him. He looked so small and innocent, hugging his oversized hoodie around himself and wrapped in a pink scarf. Ste wanted to hug him, m
**Trigger Warning - This book contains theme's some people find disturbing. It is a dark story - it contains mention of rape and dub-con. If you don't like stories with dubious consent do not read - (It is called BLACKMAILED by the BULLY people... this is the title and THEME of the book) Much love and thanks for reading x** Alice stood on the corner on Monroe Avenue, staring at the house four doors down. Outwardly, there was nothing terrifying about the property—a three-bed red brick terrace similar to others in the row, and not dissimilar to her own. The butterflies flitting about her stomach were due to the inhabitants.
Alice sat in front of her full-length mirror staring through her reflection. She was so deep in thought she failed to notice the clock ticking away precious minutes. Now 9:36pm, she had less than half an hour to take and send the pictures.With a shaky hand, Alice reapplied her makeup. She told herself it wasn’t to impress him but to mask her identity under a thick coat of foundation, blush and lipstick.A final coat of plumping gloss and Alice smacked her lips together, checking out her handiwork in the mirror. She had to admit she looked good.‘Too good for that prick,’ she sighed in
As she stood at the college gates with her mates, Ed and Joseph, Alice was desperately typing her name into every search engine and website she could think of. The chances that Adam hadn’t posted the pictures of her somewhere were slim. She realised that. But at least if she saw them before anyone else, she would have the opportunity to them taken down.“Ali?” Joseph poked.“Sorry, what did you say?” Alice asked, still looking at her phone.“That guy over there is checking you out,” Ed told her.
Alice had thought a lot about what Adam would ask for next. The logical conclusion was he would ask for fully naked pictures. In her head, Alice had already decided that was what he’d ask for. All that was left to do was wait for the inevitable text message.It wasn’t as if she hadn’t taken nudes before, but she had always been careful to keep any defining features and her face obscured. Maybe Adam would let her do the same. If she asked nicely. Why did he need to see her face anyway?When the text arrived and read simply, “Come to my house after school tomorrow,” Alice had to stare at it for a moment as the message sunk in.
“What!” Alice cried, looking at the recently finished art display in the main corridor.“That dirtbag didn’t use any of your pieces,” Joseph huffed.“He hates me,” Alice sighed.“He’s a major bitch,” Joseph sighed. “And that’s saying something coming from me.”Alek Jeffries, the TA in her Art class had taken an immediate dislike to Alice. He took every given opportunity to bring her down, insult her work or belittle her in fro