All Chapters of Private Lessons With The Bad Boy Bully: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“This might sting a little,” I warned, dampening a cotton swab with antiseptic.I started cleaning the cut on his cheekbone, working as carefully as I could so it wouldn’t hurt too much.Noah flinched at one point, when I dabbed at a nasty-looking cut on his forehead.“Sit still,” I murmured under my breath.“I am sitting still.”“You flinched.” I dabbed a little more carefully, trying to be gentle. “It doesn’t hurt that bad, does it?”“How would you know?” he laughed. “You’re not the one sitting here with a black eye.”I sat back slightly to assess the damage, tilting my head so I could take a better look.“You know, you’re right,” I nodded, trying to keep my face straight and not burst out laughing, “You do look a little bit like a raccoon.”Noah stopped laughing immediately and his voice went flat. He swatted my hand away. “Alright, that’s enough.”I kissed his cheek quickly, laughing into his skin. “Sorry, sorry, I meant a totally handsome raccoon. The hottest raccoon in all of We

"You already reached a verdict so soon?" I said mockingly, "Usually it takes at least a few hours of enless bitching before you get to the fucking point. Are you sure there isn't anything else you want to pin on your fuck-up of a son?""Is that a seriuos question? Because I've barely even scratched the surface." Dad fumed, "Tonight you got yourself arrested. For assault. Against your own cousin, no less, the one positive influence your mother and I hoped might rub off on you. Instead, you dragged him down to your level.""Fuck Noah, he fucking deserved it! Besides, that’s not what happened at all.”"I am not interested in hearing your explanation of events. I don’t care why you were fighting with Noah at a party which neither of you should have been at in the first place!"I opened my mouth. Closed it. Judging by the look on my mother’s face, more trouble was coming.I realized it wouldn’t be smart to keep pissing him off. I couldn’t let this get any worse than it already was, becaus

Loud frantic pounding coming from down the hall, from towards Martin’s room.“Did you hear that?” I pulled my hand from Noah’s grip. “I wonder what’s going on.”“Lena—”But I was already out of his grasp, opening the door and speed-walking down the hallway to find out what exactly the commotion was all about.The pounding continued, over and over again, growing louder with everything step I took towards the noise. It sounded a lot like someone hitting a door over and over with the flat of their palm like a madman.I reached for the hallway light switch, flooding the dark corridor with harsh white light.I froze in shock at the sight of it.Jace sat pressed against Martin’s door, his back flat against the wood, his shoulders shaking.His face was buried in his hands and he looked… broken, so completely shattered that it made my heart break for him.I approached him cautiously, my bare feet silent on the hardwood. When I got close enough, I reached out and touched his shoulder as softly

The front door burst open with such force that I nearly jumped out of my skin."Surprise!" Nicole's voice rang through the quiet house, accompanied by an explosion of colour; flowers, ribbons, shopping bags in every shade imaginable."Oh my God, Nicole, what are you doing here?" I gasped, my heart still hammering from the shock.Then I noticed the enormous bouquet of sunflowers and peonies threatening to obscure her face entirely. "I love the flowers, but—""Hey," Jake's voice came from behind her, casual as ever.He squeezed past Nicole's mountain of gifts, looking around the foyer with mild interest. "Where's Noah so I can go bother him?""Jake, I swear to God, if you don't help me right now…" Nicole's voice strained as she teetered dangerously to one side, packages sliding from her grip. "Lena, I'm falling!"I lunged forward, catching an armful of glossy shopping bags just before they hit the floor.The weight of them surprised me, I guess whatever was inside wasn't light.Together

"That is none of your concern."I wanted to put my fist through the wall. It took every last bit of strength and restraint in my body not to tell him to fuck off to hell."Your mother has also been very convincing," he continued, "and although I have reason to believe she is coddling you, and her lack of strong boundaries and discipline as a parent contributed to your decline…”He continued, “I will listen to her reasoning this one time. She seems to think you still have something to offer Martin as one of his very few friends. She does not want him to be alone."I glanced at my brother, still clutching my keys, tears streaming silently down his face."She also vouches for the character of this tutor girl," my father added, his voice wasn’t quite approving, but close. A far better tone than he ever directed at me in all seventeen years of my life, for someone he barely knew.He continued through my silence, "It is for those reasons and those reasons alone that I will stave off your pu