Cornered in the Bathroom

TRIGGER WARNING!!

I drift back and catch Kingston looking at me. I freeze, is he upset at me for witnessing that? Is he going to come over here and demand that I mind my own business?

However, he doesn’t move. He smiles, except it isn’t a nice smile. It sends shivers down my spine.

“Ariella.”

I stop walking down the hall, my shoulders slumping because… fuck, I'm just a few steps away from my locker when Mr. Williams calls from behind me. I hold in my groan and turn around, a fake smile lighting my face.

“Yeah?” I ask, glancing back at my locker. He can take a hint right?

“Step into my classroom for a minute.” He nods to his open door, strands of his brown hair falling into his face. And no, of course he can't take a hint, who am I kidding? This is the guy who gave me the word psychopath to define in front of the whole class.

His glasses sit high on his face, and I tense. Looking around me, I hesitantly step inside. He doesn’t close the door all the way, much to my relief.

“I want