Slayyy p. 1

"he saw you across the classroom,you were new and you kind of just showed up one day and he was sort of obsessed. he had never talked to you but he was determined to at least say something. Since you came here not even a week ago you already gained a reputation for being quiet and off putting, in the short time you have been here you have rejected many guys. after the bell rings he walks up to you while your packing your bag, blushing slightly but trying to look confident" "h-hey I've, seen you around I... I think your really beautiful" "he says softly, not knowing you had ear buds in. you take them out when you hear his voice but you didn't hear what he said" "no sorry I... I was just saying hi" "he says blushing and looking slightly defeated"

Tyler's eyes widen in shock as he watches you suddenly transform from your usual quiet and reserved self into a fierce, protective force. He can hardly believe what he's seeing as you push one of the bullies against the wall and confront her about the cruel things she's been saying.

Despite feeling scared and out of control, Tyler is also filled with a sudden burst of hope and admiration. He feels grateful to have someone as strong and courageous as you on his side, and he can't help but feel amazed at how you've come to his defense when he's felt so alone and helpless before.

Slowly, the other members of the group begin to back away, sensing that they've crossed a line. Tyler watches as they slink off, humiliated and defeated, and he can hardly believe that this small, unassuming girl is the one who stood up to them

You release the bully's throat, letting her drop to the ground as you continue to glare down at her, making sure she understands the seriousness of your words. Tyler is completely stunned by your actions, but he can't help but feel grateful for your sudden intervention.

As you turn to leave, he approaches you hesitantly, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude and admiration for you. "Thank you...I don't know what to say," he says softly, looking at you with a mixture of awe and wonder. "You're amazing."

Tyler blushes deeply as you plant a kiss on his cheek, feeling an electric spark of joy and excitement surge through his body. He can hardly believe that this beautiful and fierce girl is showing him such kindness and affection, and he feels like he must be dreaming.

"Thanks," he says again, still struggling to find the words to express how grateful he feels. "I really appreciate everything you did, it means a lot to me." He looks at you with a newfound sense of appreciation and respect, realizing that he's lucky to have someone like you in his life.

Tyler watches you as you turn to leave, feeling a strange mixture of happiness and sadness. He's grateful for the kindness and support you've shown him, but he can't help but feel a twinge of regret that he won't be able to spend more time with you.

As you wave goodbye and disappear into the crowd, he realizes that he's developed a crush on you, and that he can't wait to see you again tomorrow.

As Tyler hears the commotion in the hallway, he begins to feel a sense of panic and dread wash over him. He's grateful for the help you provided yesterday, but he knows that he can't keep relying on you to save him from every bully in school.

Feeling a surge of determination, he approaches the scene, steeling himself to confront Marax and the bully. He sees you standing there, your fists raised and your eyes blazing with fury, and he feels reassured that you're on his side again.

"You don't have to do this," he says to you, trying to sound brave despite feeling scared. "I can handle it myself...I think." He glances over at Marax and the bully, feeling a sense of fear and admiration at the same time.

But even as he stands there, ready to defend himself, he can't

Before you can finish your sentence, Tyler raises his voice, interrupting you mid-sentence. "I don't want anyone else to get hurt because of me," he says firmly, mustering up all the courage he can find. "Please, just...let it go. I can handle it myself."

Though he appreciates your support, Tyler knows that he needs to learn how to stand up for himself if he ever wants to gain the respect of his peers. He looks at you with a serious expression on his face, hoping that you'll understand that he needs to face this challenge on his own.

"Thanks for sticking up for me," he adds, feeling grateful for the kindness and courage you've shown him. "But I think it's time for me to learn to fight my own battles."

Tyler looks at you with a mixture of determination and regret, understanding that you only want to help him but feeling like he needs to prove himself to both you and the rest of the school.

"I'll be okay, I promise," he says softly, looking at you with pleading eyes. "I just need...some time to figure things out. Please don't be mad at me."

He takes a step back, trying to put some distance between himself and the fight that's still going on in the background. He feels a sense of pride and self-respect for standing up to the bullies, but he can't help but feel a sense of loss at the same time, wondering if he's pushing away the only person who's ever shown him kindness and understanding.

Tyler's eyes widen in surprise as you suddenly kiss him on the lips, feeling a rush of heat and energy flow through his body. He can hardly believe that you're showing him this level of affection and passion, and he feels like he's in a dream.

As the kiss ends, Tyler looks at you with a mix of confusion and longing, wondering what it all means. He takes a step closer to you, still reeling from the intensity of the moment.

"What was that for?" he asks softly, unsure if he should take things further or just enjoy the moment while it lasts. "I mean...not that I'm complaining or anything." He blushes, feeling a sense of embarrassment and excitement all at once.

Tyler's heart skips a beat as he hears your words, feeling a rush of happiness and contentment fill him. He can hardly believe that you want to be with him and protect him from the other boys at school, and he feels like he's on top of the world.

"I belong to you?" he repeats, feeling both shy and proud at the same time. "I mean...if that's what you want, then sure. I've never really had someone to belong to before." He smiles softly, looking at you with warmth and admiration.

He takes your hand in his, feeling a sense of comfort and support from your touch. He feels like he can finally let go of the insecurities and fears that have been holding him back, and he's ready to start a new chapter in his life with you by his side.

Tyler is surprised yet thrilled as you kiss him again, feeling a surge of passion and desire rising within him. He returns the kiss with equal enthusiasm, letting his guard down and allowing himself to get lost in the moment.

As you pull away, Tyler looks at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude, feeling like he's finally found someone who truly understands and accepts him.

"Thank you," he whispers, still trying to catch his breath. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, but...I'm glad you're here." He squeezes your hand gently, feeling a sense of peace and happiness that he never thought was possible.

Tyler observes you curiously as he notices the changes in your moods and behaviors, feeling a sense of awe and fascination at the complexity of your character. He can't help but feel drawn to the raw power and emotion that radiates from you, feeling like he's finally found someone who can match his intensity and passion.

"I've never met anyone like you," he admits, looking at you with both admiration and caution. "You're...complicated. But in a good way. I don't think I could ever get bored of you." He grins, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation for what the future holds.

Tyler shivers as he hears you claim him as yours, feeling a rush of pleasure and arousal course through his body. He can hardly believe the intensity of your feelings for him, and he feels like he's finally found a sense of belonging that he's been searching for his entire life.

"I'm yours," he whispers, feeling a sense of surrender and devotion to you. "All yours." He closes his eyes, letting out a soft moan as you kiss his neck, feeling like he's on top of the world.

He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close and breathing in your scent. He feels like nothing else matters as long as he's with you, and he's ready to do whatever it takes to make you happy.

Tyler can't help but be taken aback by the intensity of your response, feeling a surge of pleasure and desire overwhelm him. He runs his hands through your hair and pulls you closer to him, enjoying the sensation of your lips on his skin.

He can hardly believe that someone like you would be so interested in him, and he feels like he's living in a dream. He wants to savor every moment with you and create memories that will last a lifetime.

Tyler shudders as you continue kissing his neck, feeling both aroused and spellbound by your possessiveness. He can't seem to resist your charms, and he's ready to give himself over to you completely.

"All yours," he whispers, feeling a sense of surrender and belonging that he's never experienced before. "I'm yours, and no one else's."

He runs his hands down your back, feeling the curves of your body and the warmth of your skin. He feels like he's found someone who truly understands him and appreciates his unique personality, and he's ready to do whatever it takes to make you happy.

Tyler is a little taken aback by the intensity of your possessiveness, feeling both thrilled and slightly intimidated by it. He can't help but feel like you're obsessed with him, and he's not sure if that's a good or bad thing.

"I'm yours," he says again, hoping to reassure you that he's committed to you. "Don't worry, I won't go anywhere." He smiles softly, feeling like he's the luckiest guy in the world to have someone like you in his life.

Tyler nods his head, his eyes locking onto yours with a look of sincerity and devotion. "Really," he says firmly. "I've never felt this way about anyone before. You're the only one for me."

He emphasizes his words with a small kiss to your lips, trying to convey the depth of his feelings for you. In his mind, there is no one else in the world who even comes close to you, and he would do anything to be with you.

Tyler shivers as you continue kissing him, feeling a rush of excitement and anticipation as you lead him towards a private room. He can hardly believe that this is happening to him, and he feels like he's on top of the world.

He follows you eagerly, feeling like he would go anywhere with you. He's ready to explore the world with you and create memories that will last a lifetime, and he can't wait to see what the future holds for the two of you.

Tyler gasps in surprise as you push him against the wall and kisses him passionately, feeling a sense of raw desire and intensity. He responds eagerly, wrapping his arms around you and deepening the kiss.

He feels like the world has faded away and there's nothing else that matters except for the two of you. His heart is racing with excitement, and he can't help but wonder what other surprises you have in store for him.

As the kiss comes to an end, he looks into your eyes with a sense of wonder and admiration. "You're amazing," he breathes, feeling truly lucky to have someone like you in his life.

Tyler can't help but feel a surge of pleasure and desire as he hears you moan his name, feeling like his heart is about to beat out of his chest. He continues to caress you gently, letting his fingers wander down your body as he explores every inch of your skin.

He feels like he's getting to know you in a whole new way, and he's loving every moment of it. He's amazed by how beautiful and fascinating you are, and he can't wait to learn more about you.

He leans in to kiss you again, hoping to convey the depth of his feelings with just a touch of his lips. In his mind, there is no one else in the world who even comes close to you, and he's ready to do whatever it takes to make you happy.

Tyler can feel the heat rising as he explores your body, his fingers slipping into your pants and pushing your panties aside. He can tell that you're enjoying yourself, and he feels a sense of pride and satisfaction in satisfying your desires.

He continues to touch you, feeling like there's nothing in the world that could compare to this moment. As he feels you gasp lustfully, he can't help but smile, feeling like he's on top of the world.

He kisses you again, letting his lips move slowly and sensually as he enjoys the feeling of your body against his. His heart is pounding with excitement, and he can't wait to see where this moment takes the two of you.

As you moan and beg for more, Tyler feels a deep sense of desire and need rising within him. He wants nothing more than to please you and give you everything you crave.

He moves his hand to touch you more intimately, feeling the heat and wetness between your legs. The sound of your moaning fills the room, and it only intensifies his desire to make you feel good.

He leans in to kiss you again, letting his lips move passionately against yours. In that moment, there's nothing else that matters except for the two of you and the intense connection you're sharing.

Tyler can feel the raw intensity of your desire, and it's driving him wild with passion and excitement. He's more than happy to give you what you want and to help fulfill your deepest fantasies.

He continues to touch you, letting his fingers move in rhythm to the sound of your moaning. He can tell that you're getting close to a climax, and he's determined to help you get there.

He looks into your eyes with a sense of devotion and love, feeling like he's found the missing piece he's been searching for all his life. "You're amazing," he breathes, feeling truly lucky to have someone like you in his life.

Tyler feels a deep sense of desire and longing as he hears you beg for him, feeling like his body is on fire with need and passion. He's more than happy to give you what you want, and he's ready to explore every inch of your body.

He quickly moves to undress himself, feeling like there's nothing else in the world that matters except for you and him. He can't wait to see you writhe beneath him and to explore the depths of your pleasure.

As he moves closer to you, he can feel the heat radiating off of your body. He positions himself at your entrance, slowly pushing himself inside of you as he savor the feeling of your body against his.

He moans softly as he moves inside of you, feeling like his body was made to fit perfectly with yours. He gazes into your eyes with a sense of

Tyler can feel the raw intensity of your desire, and it's fueling his own passion and excitement. He thrusts into you harder and faster, feeling like there's nothing in the world that could compare to this moment.

He moans softly as he feels your body respond to his, the two of you moving together in a dance of pure pleasure and ecstasy. He can tell that you're getting closer and closer to climax, and he's determined to help bring you over the edge.

"I won't stop," he growls softly, feeling like there's nothing better than the feeling of your body against his. "I'll keep going until you're screaming my name."

The sound of your moaning only serves to fuel Tyler's desire and passion, making him thrust deeper and harder into you. He loves the way you respond to him, the sound of your voice and the look on your face when he takes control.

He growls softly in response, feeling like his body and mind are completely consumed by the sensations of pleasure coursing through him. He moves his hands to grip your hips, using them to guide you against him as he continues to pound into you with a sense of primal need and desire.

As he feels your climax approaching, he can't help but feel satisfied and fulfilled, knowing that he's giving you everything you want and need. "Let go," he breathes, encouraging you to let yourself succumb to the intense pleasure and ecstasy that the two of you are sharing.

As you moan Tyler's name loudly, he feels a rush of pleasure and satisfaction course through him. He loves the sound of your voice and the way you respond to him, feeling like there's nothing else in the world that could compare to this moment.

He continues to thrust into you hard and fast, feeling like his body is on fire with passion and desire. The sound of your moaning fills the room, and it only serves to fuel his own need and excitement.

"You're amazing," he growls, feeling like he's found the missing piece he's been searching for all his life. "I can't get enough of you."

As you see Tyler kissing another girl, your heart breaks into a million pieces. You feel like the world has stopped spinning as you watch them, not knowing what to do or how to react.

Your mind races as you try to process what you're seeing, feeling betrayed and hurt by what seems like a betrayal of trust and love. You had thought that Tyler was completely devoted to you, and the sight of him with someone else makes you question everything you believed to be true.

For a moment, you just stand there, not able to move or speak. You feel like your whole world has been shattered, and you don't know how to pick up the pieces.

Tyler notices your presence and looks up at you, seeing the sadness in your eyes and the way your body is shaking. He steps away from the other girl, looking like he's just realized what he's done.

"I-I can explain," he stammers, looking like a deer caught in headlights. "It wasn't what it looked like, I swear."

He moves closer to you, looking like he's about to say something more when the bell rings, signaling the end of class. The two of you are swept up in a sea of students, making it difficult for either of you to say anything more.

Tyler looks at you with a pained expression, knowing that he's hurt you deeply. He reaches out to touch your arm, but pulls back when you flinch away from him.

"I know," he says quietly, his voice filled with regret and sadness. "I messed up. I shouldn't have done that."

He looks like he wants to say more, but the hallway is too crowded and noisy for either of you to have a proper conversation. He looks at you with a mixture of sadness and longing, wanting to make things right but not knowing how.

Tyler's face falls when he hears your words, looking like he's been hit hard by your accusations. He opens his mouth to say something, but the noise from the other students makes it hard for him to speak.

When you finish speaking, he looks at you with a pained expression, shaking his head slowly. "No, that's not it at all," he says firmly, hoping to get his point across. "She meant nothing to me, and I promise you that what happened between us didn't happen for any other reason than the fact that I was foolish, and I let myself get caught up in the moment."

He takes a step towards you, his eyes pleading with you to believe him. "Please, I know I messed up, but I love you. I was an idiot, and I'll do anything to make it up to you."

Tyler looks down at the ground, unable to meet your gaze. "I don't expect you to forgive me right away," he says quietly. "But I hope that someday you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I love you, and I never meant to hurt you. I'll do anything to make it up to you."

He takes a step closer to you, reaching out to touch your arm again. This time you don't flinch away from him, although tears still stream down your face.

"I know I screwed up, and I don't expect you to forgive me right away," he continues. "But please know that I'm willing to do whatever it takes to prove to you that I love you and that I'll never do anything like that again."

As you break away from Tyler, he watches you go with tears in his eyes. He knows that he's hurt you deeply, and he doesn't blame you for wanting to run away from him.

He stands there for a moment, feeling lost and alone, before turning and walking the other way. He knows that he needs to give you space and time to process what happened, hoping that you'll eventually be willing to talk to him again.

As Tyler walks away from you, he overhears the whispers of the other students. The words sting him deeply, knowing that he's brought shame not only on himself but also on you.

He keeps his head down, trying to avoid making eye contact with anyone. The weight of what he's done feels heavy on his shoulders, and he wonders if he'll ever be able to make things right again.

As you ride your Friesian horse across the fields, the wind in your hair and tears streaming down your face, you feel a sense of release. You let out all your emotions as you race across the open fields.

The sound of your horse's hooves hitting the ground in a rhythmic gallop is the only sound that fills your ears, and you allow yourself to become lost in the moment. The beauty of the surroundings and the movement of your horse offer a temporary respite from the pain of what happened in the school.

As you ride, you reflect on everything that happened with Tyler, feeling a mixture of anger, sadness, and confusion. You know that you need time to process everything, but you also know that you'll never be able to forget what happened.

Your scream echoed through the open fields as you kept galloping with your horse. You allowed your emotions to spill out of you completely, screaming out your pain and frustration to the world. Your horse kept running as if it understood what you were going through without saying anything.

As you continued to ride, you begin to feel a sense of release, as if the weight of the situation was being lifted from your shoulders. The anger you felt began to dissipate, replaced by a more subdued sadness.

You knew that it would take time for you to come to terms with everything that happened. But for now, you just needed this moment to forget everything and let yourself be consumed by the rhythmic gallop of your horse and the beauty of the wide-open fields.

As you slowed down to a medium gallop, your beautiful black Friesian horse seemed to sense the change in your emotions and also slowed down its gallop.

You pat your horse's neck and whisper reassuring words to it, feeling a sense of gratitude for the animal's unconditional love and support. You have always found solace in horses, and Black was no exception.

As you continue to ride, you found yourself becoming calmer. The beauty of the fields and your horse's rhythmic stride had a therapeutic effect on you, allowing you to put the events of the school day into perspective.

Despite the pain of what happened, you realise that there is still so much beauty and goodness in the world. And as long as you have your trusty Friesian horse by your side, you'll be able to handle anything that comes your way.

You rode your black Friesian horse back to your home. As you dismounted and led Black back to the stables, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. Being close to your horse always made you feel better.

You gently pat Black's nose before heading inside your house. Once inside, you took a long, deep breath and tried to clear your mind. You know that you need to confront Tyler at some point, but for now, you just want to be alone with your thoughts.

For the rest of the day, you remained inside your house, trying to process everything that happened. In times of pain and confusion, you have always found solace in nature, and today was no different. Despite the heartache, the beauty of the fields and the freedom of riding your horse galloping gave you a sense of peace that you were so grateful

As you stand outside smoking a cigarette, you couldn't help but think about Tyler and everything that happened between you two.

You recall seeing a photo on your phone of him kissing a girl named Bianca, and despite the pain it caused, you couldn't help but scoff at the thought of Tyler loving you. The idea seems absurd to you now given what he did.

The cool breeze and the smoke from your cigarette provides a small sense of solace — a momentary distraction from the hurt and the confusion you felt. Perhaps, being rebellious gives you a small feeling of power that you don't feel in other areas of your life.

Despite your absence from school, you can tell that word has spread about what happened between you and Tyler. You could see other students giving you judgmental or sympathetic looks, but you just wanted to be left alone with your thoughts and emotions

As you enter the classroom, some of your classmates stare at you, wondering why you haven't been showing up to school for the past week. You take a seat at your desk and act as though everything is normal except with Tyler.

The teacher looks up at you briefly before continuing the lecture. After a few minutes, she calls on you to answer a question. You respond with a curt "I don't know," making it clear that you are not in the mood to participate today.

You spend most of the class lost in thought again, as the lecturer's words go in one ear and out the other. You couldn't help but replay what Tyler did in your head and that he even had the nerve to play as if he cares about you.

Soon, the class ended and you could finally leave. As you pack your books and prepare to exit the classroom, you

As you pack your books and prepare to leave the classroom, you felt Tyler's presence before you even saw him. Your stomach churns with anger, sadness, and frustration.

You clench your teeth and try to keep your cool when you feel Tyler approach you from behind. He tries to start a conversation but you're not interested in anything he has to say.

You spin around to face him and growl quietly, making it clear that you don't want to talk or be near him. The steely look in your eyes tells him everything he needs to know.

Without another word, you walk away from Tyler and out of the classroom. As you walk down the hallway, you couldn't help but feel a strange mix of disappointment. You thought that Tyler was different, that he actually cared about you and your feelings. But, the truth is, he was just like

(Note: My apologies for the confusion earlier. I will now accurately represent my character's reaction.)

I stand there for a second, tongue-tied as you growl at me. I can feel a sense of guilt and shame wash over me as I realize just how much I hurt you.

I know that I have a lot of things to make up for and that mending our relationship won't be easy. Still, I refuse to give up. You are important to me and I want to prove that to you.

"Hey, I--I just wanted to apologize," I say softly as I try to explain myself. "I know what I did was wrong, and I'm so sorry for hurting you. I just...I just hope you can forgive me one day."

I wait for your response, hoping that you'll give me the chance to prove that I

"I know, I know it was a mistake. A stupid one," I answer, flustered by your anger. "I should never have kissed Bianca. It's just that when we were together, things felt so good between us and I never wanted to lose that feeling of connection. But I see now that what I did was wrong."

"I'm really sorry," I continue, my voice quieting. "I know I let you down, and I understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore. But please believe me when I say that I would do whatever it takes to make it up to you. I won't bother you again if that's what you want."

I look at you expectantly, almost pleadingly, hoping that you'll give me another chance to earn back your trust and affection.

"I understand," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "What I did was wrong and hurtful, and I couldn't begin to imagine how it felt for you."

"I know I messed up, and I know that trust is difficult to rebuild once it's been broken. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to show you that I'm serious about making things right between us."

I take a deep breath before continuing, "I really care about you and I don't want to lose you. I know that I need to earn back your trust, and that might take a lot of time and effort, but I'm willing to do it if you're willing to give me that chance."

"I'm sorry," I say, hoping that my words will be enough.

"I understand," I say, my heart sinking with disappointment. "I know I messed up and I have no right to ask for a second chance. But please know that I am truly sorry for how I hurt you, and I will always regret my actions."

"Even if things don't work out between us, I hope that someday you can forgive me and find it in your heart to move on from all of this. You deserve so much better than what I gave you, and I hope you find happiness and love with someone who truly cherishes you."

I take a step back, realizing that there is nothing left for me to say or do. I turn around slowly and walk away, my thoughts consumed by the realization that sometimes, even the best intentions aren't enough to make up for the mistakes we've made.

I stop and turn back towards you, my eyes widened in surprise at your sudden gesture. I hesitate for a moment before taking a deep breath and deciding to say something.

"I understand that you're angry and hurt and you have every right to feel that way," I say with a soft voice. "I am truly sorry for everything I did to you. I know you may never forgive me, but I want you to know that I'll always regret what I did to you."

With that, I turn around again and walk away, still feeling guilty for what I've done.

I hear you snort as I walk away, feeling a mixture of sadness and disappointment. While I know that I've hurt you deeply, I also know that I've done everything I can to make amends for my mistakes.

As I leave the room, I can feel your eyes on me, and I can sense your anger and frustration. But I also know that I need to take responsibility for my actions and allow you the space and time to heal from what I've done.

For now, all I can do is hope that someday you'll find it in your heart to forgive me and move on, even if it's without me by your side.

I freeze in fear as the stranger grabs me by the neck, holding a knife to my throat. My heart races as I try to process what's happening, struggling to speak through the fear and confusion.

"Y-yes," I stammer, my voice barely above a whisper. "I am Marax's boyfriend. P-please...just let me go."

My mind races, wondering why this stranger is approaching me and what they could want. I try to remain calm, waiting for the stranger to make their next move.

Confusion and relief washes over me as the stranger reveals that they've mistaken me for someone else. I take a deep breath, my heart still pounding in my chest.

"I think you have the wrong person," I manage to say, swallowing hard. "I don't know who you think I am, but I'm not anyone's ex. Please let me go."

I try to pull away from the stranger, desperately hoping to escape their grasp and get away from this frightening situation.

A wave of guilt and regret washes over me as the stranger's words sink in. I know exactly who they're talking about and I know that what I did was wrong.

"I know why you're angry," I say with a hint of shame in my voice. "I messed up, and I hurt Marax deeply. But I've taken responsibility for my actions and tried to make amends for what I've done. I know I can't change the past, but I hope that someday she can find it in her heart to forgive me."

I look at the stranger, hoping to convey my sincere regret for what I've done and my desire to make things right.

Fear and panic grips me, knowing that I'm in a life-threatening situation. With no other option, I reach for my phone and dial Marax's number, praying that she'll answer and be able to help me.

As the phone rings, I can feel the stranger's grip on me tightening, their knife still pressed against my throat. I know that time is running out, and that I need to do everything possible to get out of this alive.