05.

                                    

                                          

I HAD FALLEN SICK -- the following week. My anxiety got worse whenever I thought about how I would have shown myself in school and it got so worse that I fell sick and would throw up continuously at the thought.
My mind could only think of what happened and what could happen.
I couldn't skip my work though. so, I did my two jobs in the midst of being sick. I wore my uniform and looked at my body. disgusting, I look sick. I grabbed my bag and left my house after bidding goodbye to Teddy.
I walked to school and then went to my locker, my movements slow and weak as I took out notebooks. when I went to take my classes, my teachers called me out for my disappearance.
I was sitting in French class -- where my culprits were -- wanting to hide under my desk after my teacher had asked me where I was.
My answer was, "I ate ice cream and fell sick."
"Hey, you okay?" Madeline asked.
"yeah, you look, way more paler than usual," Lillian said.
"yeah, I'm... fine," I said. I wasn't fine at all. "I'll just go hide," I pointed down. the two gave me a sympathetic smile and nodded.
I felt his eyes burn into my back and it made me uncomfortable and angry. I slid down to the floor and leaned against the leg of the chair, slowly falling asleep in the comfort of being unseen.
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"oh my god," my eyes opened and I looked at Madeline who looked at me, and then at Lillian.
then Madeline showed us the video. the video where Cassius pushed the ice cream inside my mouth, smirking as he stared at my lips as if it turned him on while choking me. it was recorded by a customer. 
My blood ran cold and I froze while staring at the video. madeline said something to me but I couldn't make it out as I was too disturbed. and then Madeline and Lillian left the table, not wanting to be seen with me. A poor no-one who argued with Cassius Victorov. 
I hate his name. I hate everything about him. His name disgusts me. His face angers me. I hate his smirk. I hate the privilege he has. I hate the freedom he has of getting away from stuff.
I let out a shaky breath and then looked up, everyone was looking at her well of course except the culprits who were laughing.
I met Pierce's gaze who shook his head at me and was about to get up to walk to me but I slammed my hands on my table and stood up, rage filling up in my veins instead of embarrassment.
I grabbed my bag and took a few steps toward their table before throwing it on Cassius back. gasps filled the cafeteria and he slowly turned, glaring at me.
he stood up walking towards me and I stood on my ground, glaring back at him.
"did you just hit me?" he asked, eyes on them.
"Yes, you fucking asshole," I said, my head tilted up, confidently.
"you might be a good fighter in those underground fights, Victorov, but here you show some respect to your surroundings. I know mommy probably didn't teach you that because she died before you could even talk and your father was too busy with other women to teach you but that is something you give people okay?" his eyes widened and rage made his hands tremble at my words.
"it is giving the same consideration to people that you would want for yourself, okay?" I asked as if he was a child.
"shut your mouth," he said, quietly and his tone a threat.
it was a shock for everyone in the cafeteria. cassius background wasn't a secret as his father was a businessman and had his every move recorded.
it was a shock that someone had the nerve to say something like that to Cassius Victorov. especially someone who was a weak nobody.
"you do not walk into ice cream shops and choke the workers because your fucking friend was being a goddamn bitch," I said and pushed at his chest.
"but I don't blame you I know it must be so hard with mommy gone and daddy being with sluts that made you hate women. but you show some fucking respect to minimum wage workers who work for hours and hours while you and your fucking minions get everything handed to you on a silver platter," I spat.
Pierce walked to me and grabbed my hand to make me stop but I only pushed his hand away while still glaring at Cassius.
"you understand? Or should I say it slowly for your small brain to comprehend?" I asked.
"take your girlfriend away, Stewart." Cassius said, looking away from me.
"no, answer me. are you embarrassed, Victorov? it feels brilliant, doesn't it? getting humiliated by someone who you never talked to in your entire life?" I asked.
He looked back at me, glaring at me intensely. Pierce grabbed my hand to pull me away but I didn't move.
He pulled again and I looked at him, "Pierce, just fuck off," I said, pushing his hand away, angrily and then glaring at Cassius. I turned around and stormed out of the cafeteria but I turned my head to meet Cassius' gaze and then I flipped him off.