Joan's POV
I was sitting in my usual spot in the back of the class, trying to focus on the talk show going on. It was hard to pay attention, though, with the constant buzz of chatter and laughter around me. As I turned my head to look at the clock, I saw Fredrick enter the room, looking around with a smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and turned back to face the front of the room, determined to ignore him. But it was of no use. I could feel his gaze burning a hole in the back of my head. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around slowly, dreading what I knew was coming. Sure enough, Fredrick was standing there, his trademark smirk in place. "Hey, Joan," he said, his voice low and seductive. "How about you and I ditch this boring class and go have some fun?" I glared at him, trying to convey my anger with just one look. "No, thank you," I replied through gritted teeth. "I'm not interested in whatever you're selling." But Fredrick was persistent. "Come on, Joan," he persuaded, his voice taking on a pleading tone. "I said no!" I yelled, my voice rising in frustration. "I'm not interested in you, Fredrick. You're nothing but a player, and I'm not about to be one of your conquests." Fredrick's smirk disappeared and was replaced with a look of anger. "You think you're too good for me, huh?" He asked, his voice cold. "You think you're better than all the other girls I've been with?" I felt my face flush with anger. "I am not like all the other girls you've been with," I responded, my voice shaking with emotion. Fredrick suddenly leaned in close, his breath hot on my face. "Why not, Joan?" he asked, his voice a low whisper. "What's wrong with being my girl?" I pushed him away, my heart racing. "Because I don't want to be your girl," I said, my voice trembling. "I want to be my person, not defined by some guy." I could see the anger building in Fredrick's eyes, and I knew I had to get out of there. I stood up, my legs shaking, and quickly gathered my things. "Joan, you should consider Fredrick's offer," Anna commented, her voice pleading. "He's a great guy, and he likes you a lot." I shook my head, my anger still simmering just below the surface. "I don't care how great he is; I don't want to be with someone who only sees me as a conquest." Anna looked at me, her eyes wide with surprise. "You're being harsh." And with that, I left the classroom and went into the hallway, with Fredrick tagging along. Fredrick tried hugging me, but I drifted back and slapped him for trying to hug me without my permission. The slap echoed through the empty hallway, the sound reverberating off the walls. Fredrick stumbled back, his hand going to his cheek in shock. "What the hell, Joan?" His eyes blazed with anger. I stared at him, my anger still simmering. "Don't ever touch me without my permission again," I warned, my voice low and deadly serious. "Or I'll do a lot worse than a slap." Fredrick looked at me, his face a mask of fury. "You're not going to get away with this." His voice was a low growl. Classes for the day were over, and I walked out of the school, my heart pounding as I saw Fredrick standing by the gate. He had his arms crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable. I started to walk past him, but he reached out and grabbed my arm. "We're not done," he said, his grip tightening. "You can't just slap me and then walk away." "You can't just turn me down and go scot-free. You'll have to be my girl or face the consequences otherwise." "Get away, you asshole!" I yelled. I tried to pull my arm away, but his grip was too strong. "Let me go," I demanded, my voice trembling. "Not until you apologise," he replied, his voice cold and hard. Fredrick's friends arrived there, and together they bullied me. I tried to defend myself, but they were too strong for me. I tried to fight back, but Fredrick and his friends were too much for me. They pushed me to the ground, and I felt a wave of fear wash over me. I was outnumbered and overpowered, and I knew I was in trouble. I closed my eyes, waiting for the first punch to land. Suddenly, I heard a voice shouting from somewhere in the distance. "Leave her alone!" it said, the words ringing out like a shot in the quiet afternoon. I opened my eyes and saw Anna running towards us, her face red with anger. When Anna got close, one of Fredrick's friends held Anna and pushed her away. Fredrick picked up a brick nearby and aimed at me. My heart stopped as I saw what was about to happen. I tried to cry out, but the words stuck in my throat. Time seemed to slow down as I watched the brick fly through the air, headed straight for me. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the impact. When it didn't come, I opened my eyes and saw that Anna had stepped in front of me, her arms outstretched to stop the brick. "No!" she screamed. "You can't do this!" The brick hit her in the side, and she crumpled to the ground. Fredrick took another brick and threw it at me, and this time it hit me on the head. There was a sickening crunch as the brick connected with my head. I felt the world go dark, and then everything went silent.My vision was blurred, and I couldn't focus on anything. I tried to call out, but no sound came out. I closed my eyes again, feeling panic start to take over. What had happened? Where was I? Was I going to be okay?Joan'S POVMy head was pounding, and my vision was still blurry. I tried to sit up, but a wave of nausea hit me, and I slumped back down. I could feel the blood trickling down the side of my head, and I knew I needed help. But where was I? And how could I get help if I couldn't even stand up?I tried to think back to what had happened, but my memory was fuzzy. All I could remember was the brick flying towards me and then everything going black. As I lay there, trying to gather my thoughts, I heard a noise. It sounded like someone was coming down the alley, their footsteps echoing off the walls. I tried to call out again, but still, no sound came out. The footsteps were getting closer, and I started to feel a sense of dread. Who was coming? And what did they want with me?Just as I was about to give in to panic, a voice rang out, clear and strong. "I'm here to help you," it assured.The person helped me to my feet, and we started walking down the alley into the busy street. I was still
Fredrick's POVI was sitting in the sitting room, watching TV when my dad came in. He sat down next to me, and I could tell by the look on his face that he had something important to say."I have some news, son," he announced, his tone serious as he stared long at me. "I'm getting married."I sat up, my interest piqued. "You're getting married?" I said, my left brow furrowing immediately in surprise. "To whom?"The sides of his face creased into a warm smile and I could see the love reflected in his eyes. "To Mary," he said in a cheerful tone. My father told me about the arranged dinner part. He had arranged the party so that my soon-to-be stepmom's daughter would get to know more about us before the marriage."That's a great idea, Dad," I said. "I'd love to get to know my future stepsister before the wedding. It'll make things easier, I think."I was a little bit nervous about the dinner party, but I knew it was important to my dad. And I did want to get to know my future stepsister.
Joan's POVWhen I saw who my future stepbrother was, I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. It was the boy I had rejected at the school dance. The boy I had hurt so badly. The boy I had never expected to see again.I stood there, frozen in place, unable to move or speak. I couldn't believe that this was happening. I had no idea how to react. All I knew was that I felt incredibly uncomfortable and I wanted to be anywhere but here.But I knew I had to stay and face the music. Even though I felt like my world was crashing down around me, I knew I had to keep it together. My mother was so happy about this wedding, and I didn't want to ruin it for her. So I took a deep breath and tried to put on a brave face.As I looked at Fredrick, I could see the shock and confusion in his eyes. I felt a pang of guilt, knowing that I had caused him pain in the past. But I also felt a surge of anger, knowing that he had put me in this position in the first place. In the middle of the di
Joan's POVI sat down at the table, my eyes focused on my plate. I could feel Fredrick's eyes on me, but I refused to meet his gaze. I heard him clear his throat, and I knew he was about to say something. I braced myself, hoping it would be something neutral and not too personal."How are you feeling about school?" he asked, his voice sounding hesitant.I took a deep breath and forced myself to answer. "I'm fine," I said, my tone clipped.Our parents looked up from their breakfast, their eyes wide with surprise. "Wait, what?" my mother asked, her voice filled with confusion. "You two go to the same school?"I felt my cheeks flush, and I knew I was starting to turn red. "Yeah," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper."But how did that happen?" my stepfather asked, his brow furrowed. "Did you know about this?" he asked, turning to Fredrick."Yeah, we're in the same class," Fredrick responded, his voice still hesitant. "We didn't talk much at first, but we've been getting to know each
~Joan’s pov~He walked closer to me, still holding a malicious grin, my heart quickened with every step forward, as I stepped backwards, trying to avoid whatever was bound to happen at the moment, “ I saw you two, I heard how beautiful you moaned when he was inside you, I bet you would want to taste mine too, I gave it to him, and believe me, it’s as good even better ” I couldn’t believe the scene before me, it wasn’t real, it shouldn’t be, but with every passing second it became my new reality.“Come on now, don’t act all innocent, I am not your first” he closed the gap between us, his hands wrapped around my waist then he pinned me to his body so I felt how hard he was, he held my chin, then leaned closer to me in a kiss, I shifted my head immediately, but he succeeded in kissing my neck.I jittered to the horrors of it, my stepfather was in my room, trying to sleep with me, he pulled my chin back and immediately kissed me, his hands squeezed my behind his mouth reeked of liquor and
~Joan’s pov~It was already dark, the night was the longest. Now I couldn’t get my mind off what had happened earlier. I felt claustrophobic and confused. The sound of my door opening pulled my attention to the door, and a body standing there, at first I had thought it was Fredrick till I noticed that statue.It was Jones, he was back again I yelped from the bed; holding the sheets above my chest, checking my side clock, it was three in the morning, why was he here so early?“Don’t shout, don’t you think it’s too early to be loud” he climbed on the bed, I hurried back to the end of the bed, protecting myself from what was sure to come, “bet your taste as sweet as the chocolate Fred gave you today” crawling on the bed, my heart skipped, he moved close to me, then yanked the sheets off my body.His lips met mine as he engulfed my little squirk with his hands, he reached out for my thighs through my nightwear, a loose gown which gave him easy access to my panties.He came prepared in a ro
Fredricks povShe had the guts to jam the door on me, and now she walked around with her friend being all lovey-dovey, she belonged to me, and me alone, all through the day I watched her, how comfortable she was or pretended to be, she barely looked at me either, there was something different with her today, whatever must have gone through her mind needed to end before night time, I can’t help myself.“Hey, big man, I see the way you are looking at the girl, you like her,” Victor said, pointing at Joan, she was talking with her friends again and this new guy who seemed to be lurking all over her.“Who’s the new guy”“Oh, that’s Christain from science he’s some kind of geek, you don’t need to worry about him” his reply didn’t make my feelings any easier, I wanted him out of her life that Instant, I saw the way he made her laugh, and how he looked at her.what if he tried to talk to her, or maybe the reason why she acted so cold to me this morning?It was definitely because of him, and I
Fredricks pov“I will punish you instead.""Why would you punish me? '' she asked, standing on her feet. I could see how pissed she was, but I needed to teach her some lessons and some discipline to teach her never to disrespect me again.Pulling her up, I kissed her gently; the pillowy feel of her lips on mine drew lust. I didn’t know how starved I was till I kissed her again; she was hard to resist, but my will to punish her was even more dear. In a swift move, I turned her, her face on my bed and her skirt exposing her backside.I spanked her hard, then her cheek flushed at the impact of my palm against her bum. "That's for yelling at me when you could have gotten it for free." I spanked her even harder, this time directly on her cheek.“That’s for being so stupid, for you to think you can come here and have me whenever you want because you feel I can get down on you whenever you want me.”I spanked her this last time; her voice echoed in my room, but I didn't stop there. The satis