Facing the Enemy by M. E. Clayton

Author:M. E. Clayton [Clayton, M. E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Young Adult, strong herione, adult 18, alpha bad boy, contemporary, enemies to lovers, dark romance
ISBN: 9780463403556
Amazon: B07MYMZC5C
Goodreads: 43635191
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 2019-01-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Emerson

I showed up at school Friday morning full of scrapes, scratches and bruises.

After I had left Ramsey and Liam standing in the hallway, I had gone home-thank God I hadn’t run into Bailey-threw away my uniform and bra and soaked in my tub for over an hour. I had to replace the cool water with scalding hot twice before I had finally felt clean enough to crawl into bed.

In all actually, I wasn’t upset over the attack so much as I was upset that I hadn’t seen it coming. The worse I expected was keying my car, maybe flattening the tires. Or, maybe, actually getting into a fist fight with someone.

I hadn’t expected gang rape, though.

Had I had any inkling that Ramsey’s decree would result in that, I’d have taken better precautions to not get caught slipping. I would have worn my uniform pants instead of the skirt. I would have made sure I walked to my car while other students or teachers were around.

I just would have done more.

I underestimate just how entitled these kids felt.

The entire time I was soaking in the tub, I replayed Jamie’s words in my ear. While Ramsey may have left me unprotected, Jamie’s actions didn’t come from a place of trying to please Ramsey. No. They came from a deep seeding hate for him. Jamie was not only trying to hurt me yesterday, he was trying to hurt Ramsey, too. He as jealous of Ramsey, that much was obvious.

When I got ready for school this morning, I did it with the intent to look unaffected by the attack yesterday. I wore my hair up in a messy bun like I usually do. My makeup was the bare minimum. I wore my custom uniform button up and the matching skirt. My white sandals survived the attacked, even if they were scratched, so I wore those like I always did.

I had given myself a quick onceover in the mirror and all my injuries were front and center. I looked like I had been in a car wreck and it fueled my resolve to not cower in front of those people. I was going to walk down those hallways and sit in my classes with my head held high, reminding them of their evils.

I was not going to brush attempted rape under the rug. While I wasn’t going to bother with filing a police report, because if the police didn’t put in effort to arrest a rapist in the poorest of neighborhoods, they definitely weren’t going to do anything to rich people. But I wasn’t about to act like it didn’t happen. I knew it was going to be the poor, trailer park trash’s word against three affluent, upstanding Windsor students, but I didn’t care.

And I was in no way confused about which side of the line Ramsey and Liam were on.

I got out of my car and walked across the yard to the entrance of the school. I was halfway across the perfect, green manicure lawn when I felt Ramsey’s hand grab a hold of my arm, turning me around.

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