Bully by Penelope Douglas Read Free Book Online

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    In elementary school we played with magnets that clash together when you flip them to the positive side, but if you flip them to the negative side, then the magnets will repel each other. Jared was one side of a magnet, never flipping over to accommodate anyone. He was what he was. Everyone else either had a pull to him or was pushed away from him, and the flow of a room reflected this. There was a time when Jared and I were inseparable, like the positive sides of the magnets.
    My lungs ached with a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding, and I exhaled. After choosing a salad with Ranch dressing and a water bottle, I handed the cashier my card to swipe and found a seat near the windows. The bustle of the room was an entertaining distraction from meeting his eyes. Several students nodded in passing and offered a “welcome back.” My shoulders finally relaxed after the swirl of greetings.
    Jess Cullen waved to me from a few tables over, and I reminded myself about practice this afternoon.
    Where are you? K.C. shot a text.
    By the north windows.
    In line now!
    K. I texted back. Twisting around in my seat, I spotted her in line. I gave her a little wave to signal my location and quickly turned back around before I gave in to the urge to scan the room for
him
.
    Twisting the cap off my water bottle, I took a long swig, relishing in the relief. I felt like my heart had been beating a mile a minute for the last hour.
Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate.
    My relaxation, however, was cut short by the voice of Madoc Caruthers.
    “Hey, baby.” Madoc placed his hand on the table to my side and leaned into my ear. As I replaced the cap on my water bottle, my shoulders slumped slightly.
Not again! Didn’t the little fucker ever learn a lesson?
I stared straight ahead in an effort to ignore him.
    “Tate?” He was trying to goad me into acknowledging him. Non-confrontational me was still not making eye contact.
    “Tate? I know you can hear me. In fact, I know every part of you is
very
aware of me right now.” Madoc ran the knuckles of his left hand down my arm. I sucked in a breath, and my body jerked at his touch.
    “Mmmm, you’ve got goose bumps. You see?” He toyed with me.
    Goosebumps?
If I weren’t so sickened, I would laugh. “Yes, you do make my skin crawl. But you knew that, right?” My disdain couldn’t get any thicker.
    “I really missed you last year, and I would actually like to call a truce. In fact, why don’t we put everything behind us and you let me take you out this weekend?”
    He had to be dreaming if he thought—
    His hand glided down my back and quickly descended to my rear. I sucked in another breath.
    Son of a bitch!
Did he really just grab my ass? Without my permission? In public?
Oh, no.
    Then, he squeezed.
    Everything after that point happened in a rush of reaction and adrenaline. I popped out of my seat like my legs had springs. The muscles in my thighs were taut with tension, and I clenched my fists.
    As I faced Madoc, who had raised himself to meet my gaze, I grabbed him by the shoulders and lifted my knee into his groin. Hard. The amount of pressure must’ve been a lot, because he yelped and fell to his knees, moaning while holding his crotch.
    I had been manhandled my Madoc enough. There was no way I was going to be able to turn the other cheek anymore. Breaking his nose a year ago clearly wasn’t the end of my rope. It was the start of a new one.
    With my heart pounding and a cool heat surging down my arms, I didn’t stop to think about where this would put me tomorrow or next week. I just wanted him to stop.
    Jared had been threatening for years, but he had never crossed
that
line. He had never touched me or made me feel physically violated. Madoc always crossed the line, and I wondered what the fuck was his problem! If what Sam had said was true, that I was off limits, then why did Madoc mess with me so much? And in plain sight of Jared?
    “Don’t touch me and don’t