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CHAPTER 7

Bella's POV

I woke up with a start, the feeling of nausea taking over me. I barely made it to the bathroom before I emptied out my stomach's contents. Gross, I know. I slumped against the wall, a migraine headache taking over.

"Bella, are you-" My mum's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw me. I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the scolding.

"I'll be right back." She said, rubbing my back soothingly.

20 minutes later

"Take this," she ordered, holding out two aspirin. The brightness hurt my eyes when I opened them, causing me to wince. I followed her instructions and took the pills, finishing the cup of water.

"Now drink this." She said, holding out a mug filled with a dark brown, almost black, liquid.

"What-"

"Just drink." She insisted, holding it out for me. Immediately I grabbed the mug, hesitating a bit before taking a sip. I nearly gagged at the taste- it tasted like black coffee that had been experimented on by a bunch of other liquids.

"It'll help with your hangover." My mum said, leaning against the counter. "Pumpkin, I could smell you from a mile away when you got home." She said when she noticed my questioning look. I groaned and pressed my cheek against the cool tiled wall.

"I'm sorry." I murmured, not looking at her.

"It's okay sweetie, I get it. Kids these days drink a lot- hell, all kids drink a lot. Let me tell you something," my mum said, pausing, "I drank a lot when I was younger. A lot. That's how I ended creating a little remedy for it."

"Oh god mum, please tell me I'm not the result of one of your drunken mistakes." I said, looking up at her.

She looked at me, completely surprised, then started laughing. Soon enough I joined in, and we laughed for a good five minutes.

"Mum, what time is it?" I asked, standing up slowly. Whatever had been in that mug had worked, I was already feeling better.

She checked her watch, "Four p.m." My eyes bugged out and I looked at her in shock.

"Pumpkin, you fell asleep as soon as you got upstairs while you were hungover. Of course you're going to sleep for a while. And don't worry about school, you can skip tomorrow if you want." My mom said casually with shrug.

"Thanks mum." I murmured, yawning a bit. She smiled and started cleaning up the bathroom.

"Go get some rest, you are going to need to get your strength back." My mum said as she took out the febreze.

"Thanks mum." I said again, slowly exiting the bathroom and heading into my room. Tomorrow's Friday, I thought to myself, I guess it wouldn't matter if I skipped.

If only I knew what Connor had planned.

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11 hours later

My heart was pounding rapidly in my chest and a thin layer of sweat coated my body. Everyone has that one nightmare- that one bad dream that they will always remember. Yeah, well, I just had that.

Calm down, calm down Bella, I chanted in my head, rocking my body back and forth. I squeezed my eyes shut, continuously telling myself that I needed to calm down.

After a couple minutes, my heart returned to its normal pace, and I was able to move around. I glanced at the clock, 2:49 a.m., I groaned to myself, lying back down on my bed.

Screw school.

Oh Bella, if only you could predict the future.

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8 hours later

"AND IT FEELS LIKE I AM JUST TO CLOSE TO LOVE YOU..." My eyes flew open at the sound of my blaring ringtone from my nightstand. (BTW that was Alex Clare- Too Close) --------------------------------------------->

I didn't bother checking the screen as I answered, because if I had, I wouldn't be nearly deaf right now.

"Hu-"

"BELLATRIX ANNALIESE BROWN! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" Jessica's shrill voice screamed straight into my ear.

"Ow..." I complained, pulling the phone far away. I glanced at the clock, 10:37 a.m. Stupid Jessica, interrupting my beauty sleep.

"Jess, did it ever occur to you that I was at the doctors?" I asked, trying to sound stern and somewhat annoyed. There was a slight pause before she spoke.

"I, well... um- I'm sorry."

"Meh, it's okay, I'm not actually at the doctors. Just didn't want to go to sleep today." I said, curling up in the warmth of my blanket.

"BELLAT-" I muffled the rest of Jessica's screams by pressing my phone into my pillow. When I thought I had waited long enough, I pulled the phone away, putting it by my ear again.

"...and so I was like, 'Bella's sooo not preggers.' But you know, word spreads quickly at Wilson." She finished saying.

"Yeah, I know- WAIT WHAT?!" I shrieked, her sentence finally sinking in.

"Bella! Were you not lis-"

"Jess. What the fuck did you say about me being pregnant?" I asked, fear sinking into me.

"I said you weren't." She said slowly, as if she was talking to a four year old. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"Jess, who was saying that I was pregnant?" I asked, trying to keep my voice story. There was a pause, and just before I asked if she was still there, she spoke again.

"I was walking to AP U.S. there were a bunch of people talking and I heard them say pregnant. So of course I started listening- fine eavesdropping, and then they were all like 'Connor said she was okay in bed, but a bit too easy.' And then another girl was all like, 'She skipped school today because they didn't use a condom and she's now preggers...' And then I was all like, 'Bella's sooo not preggers.' But Bella, what the fuck really happened?"

I felt my temper flare as I tried to calm myself down.

"Bella, you there?" Jessica asked, sounding worried.

"Listen, I'll explain later." I said, getting off my bed.

"What do you mean 'later'?" She asked confused.

"I mean that I'm coming to school. It's time Connor gets put in his place." I said, hanging up.

Watch out Connor, actually, forget that.

You are fucked.

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I tossed all my stuff on my bed, packing everything neatly. I glanced at my closet, now, for the hardest part-

Picking out my outfit.

Surprisingly, I've never been one to stress about what to wear, but like before, I had a motive. So this outfit had to be absolutely perfect.

I had decided to get my revenge on Connor, I just didn't know how. I had two options:

1) Call Connor out, and insult him repeatedly till he maybe regrets the shit he's put me through.

2) Go along with his act, then start a HUGE rumor that I got an STD from him. That'll keep the girls away. The end result was to get Connor to crack under the dry spell, and admit we didn't have sex.

I know what you're thinking. How do I know we didn't have sex? Simple. I had missed it before, but I realized, I wasn't sore at all. I mean, for someone as popular in bed as Connor, he must be pretty big. Anyways, I didn't feel a single thing-

Not even a slight bit of pain. Therefore, there's no way I could have slept with him. Trust me, I would have remembered.

I sighed and checked the clock, 11:45 a.m. I quickly went into my closet, picking out the perfect outfit. In case you're wondering, I chose number two. Why? Well I knew I would have a better chance of getting revenge if I did. And I had a feeling that Connor would just make everything much worse if I tried to forwardly tear him down. No... no... that would just be setting myself up. By choosing option two, I knew I had a chance.

A chance to get revenge on Connor.

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12:10 p.m.

I stood outside of the loud lunchroom. It was now or never. I looked at my reflection in the glass.

Damn Bella! I smirked at my reflection. I chose to wear everything for the perfect schoolgirl outfit, only I toned it down a bit, but kept the slutty look.

I took a couple deep breaths before I entered the lunchroom. The second I walked in, everything went silent.

Just kidding.

Sure, some people stopped talking and a lot stared, but it's not like everyone had stopped what they were doing to look at me. I scanned the lunchroom till I spotted him.

Perfect.

He sat with James and Matt at their usual booth.

Showtime.

"CONNOR!" I squealed as loudly and high pitched as I could. Now everyone definitely was watching me. I pranced my way to him; giggling and flapping my arms around like a typical girly girl.

"Bella?"

I stopped and gave a cute wave to Jess and the girls, still giggling. "GUYSSS, I'm going to sit with my BOO!" I shrieked, making my way to Connor.

"Boo! THAT WAS AMAZING!" I squealed, hopping onto his lap, fiddling with the hair in the back of his head.

"Bella?" Connor asked, shocked. Matt and James were staring at me, jaws dropped.

"THAT'S RIGHT! Connor Michaels is MINE!" I said, standing up to face everybody, "BACK OFF BITCHES!"

I saw Anna trying to stifle her laughter out of the corner of my eye. I held back a grin, only she knew what I was doing. Not because I told her, because Anna was a genius. Which reminds me... I need her advice.

"What are you doing?" Connor hissed, pulling me back.

"Boo! That hurts!" I said loudly, twisting around to face him. "But don't worry, I like it rough. You know that."

Connor eyes narrowed and he grabbed my arm, yanking me out of the booth. I giggled and twirled my hair as he dragged me out of the cafeteria.

"CONNOR WHERE ARE WE-" he slammed the doors close, pushing me into one of the nearby lockers. Thankfully no one was in the hallway, which meant no weird ass rumors being spread.

"What the hell are you doing?" Connor snarled, looking beyond angry.

"What do you mean, Boo?" I asked innocently, batting my eyelashes flirtatiously.

"Cut the act, Bella." Connor ordered, pressing his body harder into mine, making it hard to move at all. I looked around, making sure that there wasn't anyone there.

"Okay Connor," I said, dropping the girly girl act. "You caught me." I muttered, venom dripping in my tone.

"What do you think you're doing?" Connor asked, impatience threading through his voice. I raised my eyebrow. How stupid can this guy be?

"I'm going along with the little rumor you started." Realization crossed Connor's face and I rolled my eyes. Finally.

"How did you know?" He asked, remaining pressed to me. I squirmed a little, noting the smirk that appeared on Connor's face while he watched me.

"I just did." I snapped, attempting to push him away at the same time. He laughed when I gave up. Come on! It's like trying to move a wall.

"So are you going to tell people the truth?" I asked.

"Hmmm," he leaned into me, every inch of my body was now touching his. "Nope."

"What?" I asked, surprised.

"I think I'm going to let everybody think we did it." He said smirking. I held in my anger, and decided it was time to pull out the cockblocker.

"Then I think I'm going to tell everyone about the STD you gave me." I said, smirking. Connor's eyes widened, then narrowed. Anger was evident on his face- hell, he looked dangerous. My breathing grew rugged as he leaned down, pressing his lips to mine. Since I had absolutely no chance of getting away, I decided I would be a bitch and keep my mouth close, refusing entrance. I could tell Connor was growing impatient, as he tried everything to get me to open up. Well... apparently not everything yet.

I felt his hand slide underneath my skirt, resting on the side of my butt. I managed to stay closed as he squeezed my butt. My heart was legitimately about burst through my chest as his hand slid over my crotch, resting right underneath. Come on Bella, stay strong! I would have... until I felt his hand slide into my underwear, causing me to open my mouth so I could scream, 'RAPE!'

I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, causing my struggles to become more intense. Unfortunately, Connor wasn't about to budge, so I was left with no other choice.

"Ow! Bella! What the hell?" Connor yelled, his tongue now bright red where I had bit it.

Yes. I just bit Connor Michaels tongue. #YOLO.

I took this distraction to my advantage, and pushed him away, moving to the cafeteria. Just before I made it to the door, I felt myself being pulled backwards. I let out a yelp of surprise as Connor pushed me into the wall.

"Connor what are you-" I froze when I felt Connor's lips on my neck, sucking softly. I held back a moan as the sucking became stronger and more persistent. What? It feels really good! Then the realization hit me. Angrily, I shoved Connor away, glaring at him. Connor smirked at me, advancing back onto me so that once again, I was pressed up against the wall. He leaned in closer, if that was even possible, his spearmint breath fanning across my face. My breathing got caught in my throat as he lowered his mouth to my ear.

"You can deny liking me, wanting me, but let's face it- You're like all the rest. You're that good girl who so secretly but desperately wants to change me. All girls want to be the one that makes the bad boy change, they want him to change for them. So you can go around acting like you don't care about me, go ahead Bella, do that. But let me tell you this, I enjoy a good chase, and that's exactly what you are. Cause Bella, I get what I want, and I want you."

My heart was not beating.

I was frozen, rooted to the spot. I didn't even react when Connor wrapped his arm around my waist, dragging me into the lunchroom.

"Will everyone shut the fuck up for a second?" Connor asked, all eyes now on us the second he spoke.

Reality started to seep in as everyone stopped talking. I was still frozen in horror as Connor started speaking.

"Everybody, I have a confession. Bella and I did not have sex," He paused as the gasps and whispers filled the room. "Yet." My eyes widened and I began struggling to get away from him.

"That's right everyone. Bella and her virginity, that's all mine. I want her and I will have her." Connor looked around, waiting for anyone to speak out- to challenge him. I frowned and glared at him.

"You don't own me." I spat out angrily, attempting to shove him away. Connor let out a short laugh.

"I'm afraid I do." He said. Whispers filled the room once more and I couldn't help but feel like a confused idiot.

"She has the mark!" One girl whispered, all her friends gasping and pointing. I frowned and turned to Connor, who was now smirking once more.

"Everyone, take a good look." Connor announced, wrapping his arms around me as he pulled my hair away from my neck.

And then some more gasps and damn whispers sounded. This is just getting annoying now.

"James," Connor called out. James, gave a short wave from the booth as everyone turned to stare at him. "What happens when I mark a girl?" I watched as Matt chuckled and James let out a small laugh before speaking.

"You get them in bed. No matter what."

I looked around me- at all the ashamed expressions on all the girls' faces. For some reason, I felt a rush of confidence from seeing them all like that.

"Good luck." I said, smiling at Connor.

"Yeah I- Wait, what?" Connor asked, surprised.

"Good luck," I said with a shrug. "I don't care how many girl's you've slept with. I don't care how good you are. It's going to take a hell of a lot of luck to get me to sleep with you."

It was now Connor's turn to stare in shock. I smirked as everyone began whispering- on my behalf this time. I leaned in and stood on my tippy toes to reach his ear.

"Game on Bad Boy." I said with a smirk. I took that moment to make my dramatic exit, leaving everything behind me.

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Connor's POV

My heart skipped a beat as she stood up on her tippy toes, raising her mouth to my ear.

"Game on Bad Boy."

She left the lunchroom at that- leaving me in complete and utter shock. That's what got to me about Bella. She wasn't like the other girls, no... Something about her left me thinking about her. That's a lot to say. I have never thought twice about another girl, but with Bella- it's like she lives in my head.

I brushed off the shock and went to sit back with James and Matt, who like everyone else, were now staring at me with wide eyes.

"What?" I asked, annoyed. They looked at each other before Matt decided to speak.

"Dude, you are in for a challenge." He said, almost as if he didn't think I would win.

"Matt, she said game on. Only someone forgot to say the rules." I said with a smirk. Matt and James's eyes widened, and they stared at me with admiration.

Poor little Bella.

She doesn't even know what she just started.

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Bella's POV

"Oh my god, what have I done?" I exclaimed, dropping my head into my hands. Jess and the girls surrounded me inside of the bathroom. They were all retying to comfort me as I momentarily freaked out.

"Girl, if anyone can resist Connor, it's going to be you." Natalya said, all the girls nodding their heads in agreement. I let out a shaky breath and smiled.

"Thanks guys, it means a lot." I said as the bell went off, signaling period six. Jess smiled reassuringly and grabbed my hand, leading me out of the bathroom.

"By the way, I'm loving your outfit." Jess said, bumping her hip into mine. I let out a small laugh and pulled off the fake glasses.

"Stupid, I know." I said as I tossed my glasses into my locker.

"Stupid? Girl you be lookin' fine!" Jess joked, laughing at the end. I couldn't help myself and burst out laughing, leaning my locker for support.

"It's true, you look unbelievably delicious..." A husky voice said from behind me. Immediately I turned glaring at him. Connor placed on of his hands at the side of my head, closing in on me.

"Oh my, looks like your hickey is fading." Connor murmured, trailing his hand over my exposed neck.

I scoffed, "Oh, you mean your mark?" It looked like he was trying to hold in his laugh as he leaned in so that our noses were nearly touching.

"Yeah, looks like I'm going to need to fix it." I opened my mouth to protest, but soon Connor's lips were on my neck, sucking the same spot with just as much as intensity as before. I tried to scream, but he covered my mouth with his hand, while the other wrapped around my waist.

Honestly, it felt like he was a fucking vampire. But there's no doubt about it, he was good. His hand was no longer muffling my screams, but instead, my moans of pleasure. Suddenly he was pushed away, and a furious looking Jess stood in front of me.

"Stay away from her you sick bastard!" Jess spat out.

"Jessica Poston..." Connor said softly, stroking her hair back. "I remember you." It was pathetic, really. The way Jessica melted in front of him after she had been so strong before.

"Y-you do?" She stammered.

"Oh yeah..." He whispered, cupping her face with his hand. "We had so much fun together." Jessica blushed and looked down, leaving me in a state of shock.

"Babe, I'm going to need you to leave now though." He said, almost sadly, trailing his hand to her shoulder.

"Oh! Yeah, uh.... sorry." She muttered, hurrying away from him. I couldn't help but remain rooted to the ground as she left, leaving me alone with Connor in a nearly empty hallway.

"See that?" I snapped my head back to Connor, who was now leaning to the side of me, smiling triumphantly.

"My charm... never fails me." He announced, staring into my eyes. I frowned, cocky much?

"And what if it doesn't?" I challenged. Connor's eyes narrowed at me and he placed his other hand at the side of my head, trapping me.

"Then I guess I'll just resort to violence." He snarled. Flashbacks of Sam (abusive ex- boyfriend) came back to me and I felt the sickening fear fill me. Connor furrowed his eyebrows, noticing my sudden change of mood.

"I'm kidding, you know that right? I would never hurt a girl." He said, a slight bit of concern flashing through his eyes.

"But you have." My voice came out shakily. "You have used so many girls, leaving them heartbroken and destroyed."

Connor shrugged, almost as if he's heard it before. "They let me." That did it.

"No! No girl deserves that!" I screamed, feeling a rant coming on. "You were right, they wanted to change you, not have you use them like all the rest! Abusing a girl is downright awful, but abusing her mentally? That's just as bad! I bet you have no idea the shit you've caused- the girls that you've broken. And there you are, acting like you don't give a crap. Why? Huh? Why is that? Why can't you see what you're doing is bad? Huh?"

My chest was heaving up and down when I finished my rant. I was taking in big gulps of air due to my lack of oxygen and my need to calm down. Connor remained in front of my, trapping me into the lockers.

"I know what I do is bad. But honestly, it's expected. You girls let me, therefore, this is all self-inflicted." He said, pushing himself off of the lockers. "See you in class Bella."

EXCUSE ME? Did that dumbass not hear a word I just screamed? I let out some kind of strangled noise and picked up my book bag, chucking it at him. It hit his lower back, and he stumbled a bit before whirling around.

Uh oh....

Rage filled his eyes as he advanced upon me. I refused to be cornered again, so I chose my only option.

Run away.

I had made it down the hallway before I felt myself being yanked backwards. Soon I was thrown of his shoulder, and being carried down the hallway, near the exit.

"Connor Michaels let me down!" I screeched, pounding my fists down onto his back. I let out a gasp when I felt his hand slid under my skirt, gripping my ass in order to hold me in place.

"You weigh what, 110 pounds? You can't hurt me." Connor said, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Oh yeah? Well Connor Michaels you have just unleashed the fury of-

"What is going on here?!" I froze as I heard Principal Helen's voice.

"Bella was being a bitch, so I was going to teach her a lesson." Connor replied calmly, adjusting me so that I would stay on his shoulder.

"Connor-"

"Helen, hun, you wouldn't want me telling my father about how awful you are? Would you?"

Silence.

Holy crap. So that's his secret weapon- his father's money.

"Carry on." Principal Helen said. No one tried to stop him as Connor carried me out of the building. Without warning, I was dropped onto the ground, falling hard on my ass.

"Get in." Connor ordered, opening the passenger door to his car. What a gentleman. -_____- I obediently slid in, closing the door behind me. Right as Connor hopping in, I put my plan into action. I flung open the door ans began sprinting.

Where? You might ask.

School of course.

I ran past Principal Helen, glaring at her as I did so and to my locker, where I grabbed my book bag and hurriedly walking into AP Pysch, only 30 minutes late. Ignoring all the stares, I mumbled something about the nurse's office to the teacher, collapsing at my desk afterwards.

I caught Jess's eye as she stared at me with a pale face. Just as I mouthed 'What?' in walked Connor. His hair was messed up and he had the faintest tint of pink to his cheek.

Then it hit me.

If Connor looks like that... what do I look like? Which means... people think that-

"NO!" I yelled, standing up. "We didn't." I fell back into my chair, blushing furiously. Whispers filled the room, but that was all blocked out by a laugh. It was hearty, full of amusement.

I turned around to glare at Connor who was sitting behind me. Unfortunately, I couldn't help but crack a smile as he laughed. Yeah, yeah, bad, I know. But if you had been there... you would have laughed along too.

"You will be mine." He mouthed, grinning at me. I let out a small laugh as the rest of the class watched us.

"Good luck." I mouthed back, turning to face the front.

Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

Oh Bella, if only you could predict the future.

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