One in a Million - Sex Stories

One in a Million

... the trunk of the tree, I tripped over one of the roots and landed on my ass while the Cock-heads (Excuse me, Jock-heads) laughed at my pain. "You know it's funny, we wouldn't have even thought of this place, but thanks to a little tweety bird, you've got nowhere to hide, runt." Before I could ask who snitched, Derrick threw an uppercut that left me seeing stars. While I was down he and his goons kicked and threw punches. They stopped once the bell rang and walked inside laughing at how puny I was. I stayed on the ground crying softly as I bled. Finally, I picked myself and limped home, Not caring whether or not I missed classes or not. I walked inside and washed up. Thankfully, nobody was home, mom was still at work and Jo wouldn't be home for another hour so I took of my bloodstained clothes, threw them into the hamper and collapsed on my bed where I slept until Jo came home. "J.P! Are you here?" I groaned and covered my head with the pillow. Eventually, she found me on the bed and breathe a sigh of relief. "There you are, I was worried sick! you had just disappeared and nobody knew where-" She stopped and I heard a sharp intake of breath. she must've seen my bruises. "Oh my god, what happened to you?" she asked silently. I moved my head out of the pillow slightly so she could understand me. "Derrick caught me at my hideout. Somebody told him where I went during lunch." "Who would?...oh....oh my god" I couldn't see her face but I could hear her tone well enough that it made ...

... me pull of my pillow, despite my pounding headache, and look at her face. Now, keep in mind that twin telepathy stuff is utter bull, but since we know each other so well, we can still read each other like a book so when I saw her face, It didn't look like a surprised face or a i'm-going-to-kill-someone face, It looked like a guilty face. "Jo," I said keeping my anger in check "You wouldn't happen to know who told Derrick where I was, do you?" she kept her head down and refused to look at me. "Josephine," now she glanced up, because we only used each others full name when we're pissed and right now, I think I qualify as pissed. "Did you tell Derrick where I was?" Jo said nothing and kept her head down for awhile and all you could hear was the rain that was pouring down heavily. Finally Jo looked up with tears in her eyes and spoke. "I-I came to him during gym and-and I had asked him to let me-let me sign up for-for football, and he-he said he would talk to his coach if I would tell where was you we-went during lunch so he-he could ask for help on a report he was doing for english...." She stopped there and burst into tears. I was so mad, I was seeing red. Instead of comforting my little sister, I grabbed my hoodie and stormed down stairs where I grabbed my boots and headed for the front door, Jo on my heels babbling about how sorry she was and how she didn't mean for this to happen. She paused when she saw where I was heading. "W-Wait where are you going?" she asked her eyes ...