Two Broken Souls (A Nico Di Angelo Love Story)

Chapter 3

*Sam POV*

Today is Friday and I just got to school and I'm at my locker. I'm the only person in this hallway. It's been a week since Lily threatened my so I'm starting to think nothing will happen, but sadly I spoke two soon. Four people dressed in black with face masks come out of nowhere. Two of them grab my arms and pin me against the lockers before I can do anything. "Well, well, well. Look at what we have here." I recognize that voice immediately... Jake Byrnes. He was my best friend until he decided that I wan't worth his time and was useless. That really hurt me. He hasn't talked to me since 8th grade. He stands in front of me while the other dude shuts and locks all the doors. I realize that this is what Lily meant. She's gonna hurt me by using someone who already has hurt me to hurt me even more.

He punches me a few times and I pretended to be getting weak. I felt the people who were holding me grips loosen. I took that as my chance I kicked Jake back and slammed the other two people against each other in front of me. They were shocked but recovered quickly. All four of them took out knives and surrounded me. I ducked and kicked and punched them. I finally got one knocked out and Jake got really mad about it. He cut my right cheek, left side of my face, and then dragged the blade from the right side of my forehead down over my eyelid, nose, left cheek, and stopped when he got to my left shoulder blade. I could tell the cuts were really deep and would leave me with scars. Great, I'm gonna have three giant scars on my face...how attractive. I managed to get the knife out of his hand and knocked him out.

The other two were harder to take down. I got more cuts and bruises along my arms, legs, stomach, and back. One finally went unconscious and the other ran to a locker and started doing the combination. I then realized that my stomach had been stabbed. I immediately put pressure on it. The other guy finally got the locker open and pulled out a gun. My eyes widened and I got behind the row of lockers as I heard gunshots. I heard his footsteps getting closer and I knew the only way for me to live would be if he died. I grabbed the blade of the knife I had and closed my eyes for a moment. I went around the locker and thew the knife with unexpected precision. It hit his head in-between the eyes and he fell to the ground. I ran over, kicked the gun away, and checked for a pulse... I couldn't find one.

I shakily got up and got the key out of Jake's pocket. I unlocked the door to find a bunch of people including security and staff. I told them students shouldn't come into this hallway because of the dead person with a knife sticking out of his forehead and the unconscious ones. They had someone call 9-1-1 to get police and EMS here. I sat on the ground by myself. I couldn't believe what I had done. I killed someone. I'm a murderer. Police took the unconscious people and covered the dead body. I found out who the others were: Chris Mathews, Caleb Ciconi, and John Anderson. The one I killed was John Anderson.

After I got all cleaned up my family and friends were allowed to see me. Lynn and Jeff pretended to be worried but I knew they weren't. They could't care less about what happened to me. They're just gonna be mad about the bill they will probably get. My friends said hi and it made me feel better knowing they're there. Police decided that everything I did was self defense and said they were not going to let anyone press charges.

After the police talked to me my parents took me home. My dad got mad that I didn't let boys beat me. In his opinion guys are much stronger and more powerful than girls. He beat me for not letting the other guys beat me. Then my mom beat me, calling me a murderer. During this I decided that I needed to run away and make sure they will never be able to find me.