Enjoying Life with 3 Dogs, 2 Kids & an ADHD Husband.

At any rate, this Teaser follows shortly after the one a few weeks ago, where the MC Summer discovers that a lewd photo of her and Billy, a guy she despises, was photo-shopped and sent around the school. This is Billy catching up with her afterwards. Oh, and, if this is your first time–the MC has been hearing voices for a few days now. As usual, all comments welcomed and appreciated!

“So, how’d you like the photo?” he said, his too-slick smile making him look like a used-car salesman. Only—used-car salesmen didn’t usually leer at their customers. His gaze traveled down my body in a way that made my hands twitch to cover myself.

I shook off the sudden urge to dart back into the bathroom and lifted my chin instead. “Honestly? It made me want to hurl.”

He stepped closer, trapping me in the corner next to the bathroom door. Warning bells rang in my head. I pressed myself tightly against the rough wall to keep any part of my body from touching him.

“That’s too bad,” he whispered, “Because I was thinking—since everyone already thinks we, you know, got naked together, what’s the harm in doing it for real?” He reached out and twined a strand of my hair around his fingers.

“You—” Too late, I made a move to knee him in the balls. He yanked the hair tighter, and his other hand flew up to dig into my throat, holding me prisoner in the corner. My scalp burned. I wanted to shout for help, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t do anything but try to breathe—and even that wasn’t going so well.

“Ah, ah, ah. Don’t make any hasty decisions. You know, I’m not really into hume-lovers, but I’d make an exception for you,” he said, wafting his bitter coffee breath into my face.

He leaned harder on my throat and I wheezed, my lungs straining for even a thin trickle of oxygen. His mouth moved closer, closer. I tried to twist my head away, but the hand with the hair grabbed my chin, wrenching it forward to face him. My fingers flew up to pry at his. It was like clawing against stone. Not strong enough. No…air. Dizzy, I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared to bite. And then a familiar drawl sounded from behind us.

“Let her go right now, or I’m going to turn your face into something that really makes the girls scream. And not in a good way.”

The grip on my neck tightened at first, then slowly released. I gasped, my lungs on fire. I was still sucking down greedy mouthfuls of air when Billy turned to face Shade.

“Hey, there, buddy. There’s no reason for you to get involved. I was just having a little fun.”

Shade’s focus shifted to me, to where my hands still clutched my throat. His eyes flashed. Somehow, I could read the violent intention in them, clear as day. Or maybe it was the word whispering through my head. One word, coated in blazing hot fury.