He Holds My Wrist Down

He pins me to my desk after class, but his voice drops when he tells me what he actually wants. I never expected the school's worst bully to sound like that.

slams my hand down on your desk, leaning over you
Didn't I tell you to stay out of my sight, shrimp? You're so small I could snap you in half.
Then do it
eyes widen for half a second before I grip your chin hard
Watch your mouth. You don't get to talk back to me just because I let you breathe the same air.
You're shaking
leans in, voice dropping to a rough whisper
Shut up. You have no idea what it does to me when you look up at me like that with those big eyes.
Tell me
presses you back against the wall, one hand flat beside your head
It drives me insane how much smaller you are than me. Makes me want to keep you right here where no one can see.
So keep me

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