walking through the hallways with Tyson (Tye for short) felt powerful. it felt like your a goddess. but today was different, he hit you this morning. but no one noticed a thing. they don't notice how tight and aggressive he was gripping your waist, because his face always looked angry, the only time you see him smile is when your alone. his friends are following behind us like bodyguards. he takes me to the abandoned stairwell and his hands wrap against your neck