Chapter 2 Graduation

• ~Nadia
• Surely, everything has an end…. But this didn't seem like it!
• Graduation couldn't have come any sooner than it did. Finally, it was time for me to say goodbye to All Martyrs High School. The school provided me with good memories, like meeting Jasmine and improving my grades.
• But nothing— and I mean every word of it—could take away the bitter memories of being bullied by Alex and Sandro, and, sometimes, Hardin. It always felt like they were on a mission to make life at All Martyrs a hell in a cell for me. Now, at long last, I would not have to see their faces ever again.
• “We made it,” Jasmine whispered to me as we took our seats amongst the other graduating students. The graduation stage was set brightly, adorned with balloons and flowers that seemed to celebrate our escape from this chapter of our lives.
• “Yes, we did.” I managed to say, a knot forming in my throat.
• “You don’t look happy. What’s wrong, Nadia?” Jasmine asked, as her eyes scanned my face with genuine curiosity.
• She knew when my smile was made-up!
• “I am,” I forced a smile that felt more like a grimace. “I’m just overwhelmed with emotions.”
• The truth was, I wasn’t happy. Reality had dawned on me. Leaving high school was one hell of an achievement, but I had so much on my mind. I wanted to go to college immediately, but I hadn’t saved up for it. I couldn’t even bother my poor mother who barely had enough to survive on. I knew I would have to work extra hard to save up for it, but that likely meant postponing college for now.
• Just then, my eyes darted across to the twins, Alex and Sandro. They were sitting a few rows ahead, talking and laughing with their girlfriends, Bethany and Lara. It felt like they were shining in their light, their confidence trying to blind everyone else in the room.
• “They always want to be noticed,” Jasmine voiced out as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Do you think we should confront them for throwing you into the pool the other day?” Her eyes snapped.
• “I don’t want to open old wounds.” I shook my head. The memory was still fresh, like salt on a wound that would take time to heal. It was easier to let it go, even if they didn’t deserve me moving on.
• “If you say so,” She looked away with a shrug, her eyes focusing on the performance in front of us.
• I suddenly felt a hand behind me and I turned around quickly, only to meet Sandro, standing behind me with a sly smile on his face. “Hey.”
• “What do you want?” I asked, slowly taking his hand off my shoulder. His playful touch pissed me terribly.
• “Relax, Nadia. I just wanted to congratulate you on surviving high school.”
• “Thanks, but you don’t need to be here,” I shot back.
• Just then, he raised his voice, turning towards a group of people nearby. “The poor girl who could barely afford to pay her tuition fees, dressed this fancy?” Who did she sleep with to be able to rent this?” His laughter rang out, sharp and cruel.
• My face turned red as I heard his words. I immediately looked down, tears pooling in my eyes.
• Jasmine shot up, her face showing pure anger. “Sandro, stop it! That’s not funny!” She yelled.
• “Why? Because it’s the truth?” He smirked. “We all know she can’t afford anything like this anyway. It’s sad it still looks like trash.”
• The words dripped with disdain, and I could see how much he thrived on my humiliation. I tried to blink back my tears, but a few managed to fall onto my cheeks, making me look even more vulnerable. My heart ached, it was so unnecessary and cruel.
• Jasmine looked enraged and turned back towards Sandro. “You’re such a jerk!” she snapped.
• Chuckling harder. “Come on! It's just a joke, lighten up!” He replied.
• Embarrassed and crumbling under the weight of humiliation, I stood up and rushed out of the hall. Jasmine had tried to follow me, but Sandro held her back.
• Wiping my tears, I rushed into the restroom panting heavily. “All of it will end today,” I assured myself as I inhaled deeply with my eyes closed till I felt a presence looming over me.
• I opened my eyes to meet Alex standing so close in front of me, his hand resting on the wall by my side.
• Instinctively, I jerked. “What are you doing here?”
• “I should ask you, you’re in the male section.”
• I cursed my luck, today just had to get worse.
• “Did you come because you missed me?” he asked. I almost puked and he continued, smirking, “I know you did, and you still think about me since the last time. I also want to feel what that ass is like.”
• “Entering here was a mistake,” I pleaded, then turned to leave but he dragged me back.
• “I never said I was done,” Alex forcefully held my shoulders and pinned me to the wall. Separating my legs with his thigh, he pressed his knees against it. “How’d you think of leaving this school and I won’t get a taste of you?”
• I shivered under his touch. The way he moved his knees in between my thighs made me wet, and if not for the layers of underwear I had on, I might have lost control.
• Alex continued moving his knees with a wide grin, then murmured a few words before he brought his attention back to me. “I know you like this, and you want to play with me and suck me. It’s clear in your eyes, how you want me to pound you desperately. I will do as you wish, bitch!”
• “No, no,” I shook my head vehemently, “please don’t do this to me.”
• From a window, I saw Jasmine calling out for me, but before I could reach out to her to save me, Alex covered my mouth and made me crouch down. He quickly loosened his belt and undid the zipper. “Suck me,” he commanded.
• My body shook with fear, but I could not argue. Alex had already forced my mouth on his member and violently jerked my head to his rhythm. Tears flushed my eyes as I stayed under his hold. Sucking one’s privates was foreign to me, and never had I imagined that my first was going to be this way.
• I was still wishing that help would come when I noticed footsteps walking in, but my hope was shattered when I heard Sandro’s voice.
• “Thank you for calling me,” He voiced out excitedly.
• My spirit dropped instantly, if I managed to survive this day, I’d stay as far away from these guys as I could.
• Alex pressed my head harder, jerking furiously as he did, till he pushed my head off him and poured his creamy cum on me. It was completely disgusting, but I was more irritated at myself. The tears dripped on my cheeks alongside the cum he poured on me.
• “What’s that face, are you disgusted?” Sandro probed as he walked towards me. He raised my skirt up and in no time his fingers had found their way to my clit.
• I yelped, “Please stop,” my eyes had gone red.
• “Why should I?” He bawled, as his fingers finally slipped into my vagina.
• “Please stop,” my legs curled as I cried out, but they would not listen.
• Alex was still at a corner cleaning up the mess he had caused himself, with the wide grin on his face constant.
• “Why the fuck are you so tight…ohh shit, I love the warmth,” He muffled and at the same time, I let the tears roll. This was not how my first penetration was supposed to feel. With a finger.
• “You feel so good, see…” Sandro brought out his middle fingers and forced in my mouth, “Do you want to taste it?”
• I shook my head excessively with tears in my eyes.
• “Ohh, you’d like this then.” He cleaned off the cum on my face and forced it into my mouth. “Does this taste good?”
• I spat, “Please stop.”
• Alex rushed to me and held my chin tight. “It doesn’t taste good?” He packed out more cum, and forced it in my mouth, “Tell me it tastes good.”
• They chuckled at their actions, while Sandro’s fingers thrust my vagina vigorously, “this is so good.”
• He cupped my breast and without hesitation forced his mouth onto my nipples. Sandro sucked on it profusely, ignoring my continuous screams. I still struggled with him when Alex came from behind me, spanking my ass as he traced kisses at the back of my neck. It pricked my skin terribly, but I already accepted that fighting was pointless.
• After Sandro was satisfied with tormenting me, he took his zipper down and forced his dick inside my mouth like Alex had done, while Alex’s fingers rotated between my nipples, my vagina, and my anal hole.
• I hated my luck for making me experience this, but I held on to the hope that today was the last day in this school, and the last day I’ll experience all of these. The twins had their way with me, till they were done and left me soaked in their mess.
• I remained on the floor, my face covered as I cried into my palms. I was completely dirty and as the events replayed in my head, my intestines twisted. I wanted to scream and report to the nearest official, but what would I say?
• Managing to get myself in order, I limped out of the restroom, only forcing a smile when I noticed Jasmine rush towards me. “Nadia, I have been looking for you.”
• “I’m sorry, I just wanted to stay alone for a while.”
• “You’re sure?” She pouted, and I nodded in response.
• “Let’s join the others then.” I stayed with Jasmine mulling over everything, until the ceremony was over.
• Completely drained, I left school that day, my thoughts racing. I had hoped for a day of celebration, but it had turned into an emotional mess for me, one that made me not feel human.
• But at last, I won't see their faces anymore! I sighed. Finally, the cycle had come to an end.