2- dangerous games

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I got to school with about 8 minutes to spare , I didn't really want to come back but if my father found out he would beat me up and I don't want to be getting bruises and people asking questions about me.

I come out of my daydream as I come near the school I look up and see three boys, they don't notice me at first but they do when the boy in the anthrax t- shirt points me out

"Where you off to kitten?" The boy with the mullet says
The other two boys aren't far behind him both grinning in anticipation
I give them the middle finger and ignore them and keep walking.
The three of them start walking towards me.
"Cocky aren't you sweetheart??" The mullet boy smirks and swaggers forward.


I stop and sigh heavily,
"what do you want?"
I knew how to fight because of my father but three at once seemed like a challenge especially as all of them seem as if they had expertise in fighting them self.
"What do you think we want?" The boy with the hat smirks
The other boy says nothing but smiles strangely and licks his lips- yup I'm defiantly over him-,
"Pfft-I'm not interested boyos piss off."
Little did I know this was the most ferocious boy gang in the school...
I turn and stride away but it doesn't take long before one of them grabs my arm.
I turn around ready to punch who ever it is in the face but I see him, the dark one. I raise my fist in the air threatening to punch but then I freeze up, I looked in his eye- damn they were beautiful,
Jeez y/n pull your self together!!
He smirks at me and pulls me towards a car I didn't notice, a blue firebird trans am, I didn't notice the platinum blonde standing near the car looking slightly sympathetic but excited at the same time, "bitch fuck off!" I say trying to pull my self away from him, he didn't even seem to noice. But he did look at me and say
"You shut the fuck up now or shits gunna be a lot worse for you!- and you don't want that do you?" He says grabbing my face
"DO YOU?"
I shake me head side to side in a no action
"Good answer" he whispers in my ear which sends a shiver down my spine and a warmth spreading through my face.
"Who do you guys think you are anyway?!" I say as we near the car.
" your worst nightmare" the boy with the mullet says as he climbed into the side passenger door.
The boy with the hat goes into the driving seat and the platinum blonde hair sits at the back right and I see only one seat left.
"Oh dear, no room for me I'm afraid. Guess I'll just go!" I try to pull away from him again and run but he catches me around the waist.
"You ain't going anywhere princess"
PRINCESS???!?!?
I spit in his direction must miss drastically
He pulls me closer forcefully and whispers in my face
"Now now darling, you don't want to go making this worse for yourself now do you? It's already bad enough for you as it is- and anyway there's room for you- you'll sit on my lap. There's room there."
I laugh sarcastically " I bet there is!"
He punches me in the cheek and I accidentally bite my lip which caused it to bleed drastically almost immediately.
"Yo calm down Hockstetter save some for me" the boy with the mullet says."
'Hockstetter' does a slight grunt and pulls me into his lap in the car.
" so who are you guys anyway?" I repeat
'Hockstetter' sighs and says, " Victor" nodding to the blonde one, " Henry" nodding to the mullet boy "belch" he nods towards the guy in the hat, I snigger and 'hockstetter' elbows me in the side causing me to double over slightly. "And I'm Patrick. Patrick hockstetter"

Patrick. Patrick. Patrick. It seemed a slightly beautiful name to me. Almost angelic. But not after a few seconds as I remembered what he was doing to me. Where were they taking me. Where were they taking me??
"Where are you taking me" I say annoyed.

"Either your end.
Or your beginning." Henry says

What does that even mean?


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