Chapter 24: A Plan Forms (MF mdom humil nosex)

Her suspension over, Sonja was anxious to return back to school. Her feet tapped against the floor of her BMW as she eased it into the parking lot and found an easy spot to stop. Jumping out of her car, she grabbed her bags, set the alarm, and headed inside.

She barely made it more than a few feet in before one of the teachers reminded her to head to the administration office. Sighing, she complied and headed down the hall. Around her, students stops and stared at her and she felt the rise of a flush on her cheeks as her footsteps echoed with the softly muted laughter.

“Miss Bremus.”

Sonja stopped, mid-step, and looked up at the principal who carried a stern expression on his face. “Sir?”

“Just a quick word, then you can make your class.”

She glanced at the clock in the hall and he cleared his throat, “You will get a note, if I keep you long.”

Deciding to play it submissively, she spoke softly and followed. “Yes, sir.”

In the principal office, she peered around at the certificates on the wall.

He sat down in his chair and gestured for her to sit down load.

Sonja did, half worried for the coming conversation.

“I am aware of the circumstances leading up to your altercation.”

Sonja wondered if he had to use so many big words.

He continued in his prepared speech. “In the future, however, I would appreciate if you would find a more constructive and less aggressive manner for resolving it. I have talk to Miss Goldstone and her mother and she agrees to leave you and your... friend alone, so there should be no more conflict of interest.”

Sonja listened to the silence before she realized he was waiting for her. Bobbing her head, she tightened her hands on her bag. “Yes, sir.”

“Then I will expect you and Miss Jemmlar to behave until the end of the year. Once that graduation ceremony concludes, you are welcome to do what you wish with your life.”

“Sir.”

“Well, you have five minutes to get to class, so you have plenty of time.”

Sonja stood up to leave. She opened the door when he spoke up again.

"And... if I hear about any fight or argument between you and Miss Goldstone, I will make sure you spend a very uncomfortable year repeating this grade."

She tightened her jaw and wrinkled at the smell of dusty paint from the door frame. Instead of answering, she stepped away and let the door close behind her. Derisive glares followed her out of the office and Sonja let herself be dragged by the streams of students, making her way to her locker. Spinning the combination, she glanced over at Meris' and saw a tiny strip of paper sticking out of the top vent.

Curiosity growing, she finished collecting her books and stood up to look around. When she didn't see anyone looking at her, she idly reached up and yanked the paper free. She saw red ink seeping through the back, but the warning bell rang out before she could read it. With a sigh, she jammed it into her back pocket and rushed to class.

It wasn't until after her second class that she remembered the letter in her pocket. She had study hall for her third class, so she found a seat in the back of the library and dropped her books on the table next to it. The ancient woman behind the desk favored her with a glare and Sonja almost felt thankful that for the first time in the morning, it wasn't because of fight at the dance that someone glared at her.

Cracking open the book, she unfolded the letter and spread it out on the page. Her eyes scanned it quickly, her gaze focusing on the crudely-drawn stick-figure women having sex at the bottom. One of them was fisting the other, with her hand going clear through and out of the mouth of the one on her knees. Sonja rolled her eyes, it was a terrible drawing.

She returned to the top to start reading it. It quickly became apparently that it was a threat, a threat to rape Meris until she died. There were references to cutting her throat, breasts, nails, and glass. If it wasn't for her nightmares, they would have been shocking but even then the vitriol in the words bothered Sonja.

As she read them, Sonja felt the urge to hunt down Betty and the others grow into a furious anger. She wanted to inflict the same horrors on the blonde bitch, to teach her a lesson for threatening her Meris.

Finally, she managed to read the bottom and gasped as she stared at the signature at the bottom.

It was hers.

Well... almost hers, she could see where they copied it and how they compressed a few of the letters. Her lip curled with frustration and bitter anger as she read through the page again, praying that Meris wouldn't seriously consider this... venomous letter to be from her.

Sonja's chest hurt. Her breathing grew more ragged and painful as her mind spun with bitter, seething anger. She crumpled up the letter and jammed it into the bottom of her pack, staring out into the library but seeing nothing. She whispered to herself, almost sub-vocalized. "I will kill them."

For a moment, she wondered if one of the ghosts were talking to her, but it was her voice. She whispered it again and realized that the rage had turned into a white-hot hatred and she could picture Betty and her friends no longer enjoying their pleasure in her dreams, but suffering from her anger.

The bell for the class rang out and she unsteadily stood up. Not thinking, she packed her bags and headed toward her next class. She took the stairs up, instead of down, and paused as she saw Meris switching books in her locker. Sonja started to step forward when a pile of at least fifty letters, each one written in red, poured out from the bottom of the locker. Tears ran down Meris' cheeks and she ducked down and shoved them back in, crumbling them in desperate need to get them into place.

Sonja felt tears in her own eyes and padded forward.

Meris looked up at her and Sonja froze, feeling the sadness in the clear blue gaze as it drove into her heart, tearing it apart from the inside.

Both of their lips worked silently as they stared at each other, but no noise or words came out.

Sonja struggled with the need to deny the letter, but Meris looked away from her. Scrambling, she grabbed her books and ran away from Sonja even as Sonja tried to join her.

She stopped at their lockers and shut Meris' door with a single hand. Behind her, she heard Betty's laughter as they walked by.

“Aw... a lover's spat?”

Betty looked over her shoulder with a hard, cruel smile.

Sonja's hands hurt as she balled them into fists, but she resisted the urge to do something. Instead, she made sure both lockers were closed and headed back the way she came, toward her class.

The rest of the day was haunted by Meris' pain-filled expression. Her classwork was a blur and the derisive tone of the teachers barely cut into the boiling anger and pain that reflected in those eyes.

It wasn't until their last class, the one Meris and Sonja shared, that she finally had a chance to be with her lover. When Sonja rushed in, Meris was already in her chair with her head down on the table. Sonja slipped into the seat and murmured softly. “Hey there.”

Meris looked up and Sonja saw the tears still there. She also saw bruises on Meris' face, where someone had hit her in the eye. Hard. Meris slowly lifted her head with a wince and Sonja could see more bruises on her shoulders.

“Meris...”

“Please... please don't blow up.”

The teacher interrupted with a snappy tone. “I'm not allow to fail you for your suspension, but that doesn't mean I have to help you, Miss Bremus. I recommend you shut up and focus on your classwork if you want to pass my class.”