Taylor

Ryder walks me to my first lesson with his arm slung around my shoulder the entire time. On the outside, he looks carefree and relaxed, but I can feel the tension radiating off him. I've already had to stop him from punching two guys by the school entrance when they made a stupid comment. And the numbers and notes waiting for me on my locker have only angered him more. Which is the reason why I didn't mention seeing Jay sitting in his car outside school. Ryder didn't seem to notice, probably because he was glaring at everyone who was whispering about me.

I have to contact Jay at some point. I still have all his bags under my bed. I may not be able to get rid of the video but I can at least get rid of any connection to Jay. I'm still figuring out a way I could get his bags to him without having to see or talk to him. Post it? Drop it off outside his door? Drone delivery? I almost asked Ryder to help but I won't. This is my mess; I don't want Ryder to get into trouble. I haven't asked the cause of Ryder's bruised and cut knuckles but I'm assuming Jay's bruised and swollen face is the reason.

We stop outside my class, and Ryder brushes his lips against mine. "I'll see you at lunchtime. l'll pick you up from your lesson."

I nod. "I've got-"

"Maths."

I tilt my head and smile.

"Were you serious this morning when you said you don't want to tell the others about your birthday?"

I shrug. "El's got a lot on, Kayla is supporting her and Sydney is busy."

"The two of us could go out and celebrate?"

"I'd rather stay in. Maybe we could do some more psychology revision?"

"Sounds good. You never did finish..." Ryder smirks and grips my waist. "...Describing the phonological loop."

I laugh. "I didn't."

Ryder dips down and kisses me. My body melts into him and it continues to surprise me how quickly my body heats up. His tongue runs along my lower lip and I automatically open for him.

"Fuck, you need to stop me because I'm two seconds from ripping your clothes off," Ryder murmurs against my lips.

I grin. "Sounds good to me."

Ryder growls, gives me another kiss then walks off. Watching him stride away, I smile to myself. I don't know how long this is going to last but I'm going to enjoy it while it does.

"Hey, Taylor," a voice says behind me.

I turn around and a cold, thick and sticky liquid splashes over my clothes and up my face. I gasp loudly, paralysed with shock while a voice shouts. "A special cum treat for the Dick Devourer, prepared especially for you by your avid video fans."

I lift my hands to wipe away the thick gloopy liquid from my mouth while people stand around laughing. Blinking back the tears, I run to the toilets and lock myself in a stall. My back slides down the door and I drop to the floor where I pull my legs into my chest and rest my head against my knees. Inhaling deeply, I let the tears fall and cry silently until I have nothing left.