Nico di Angelo, Flowers of Death

Chapter 14

-Ambers POV-

I stood in an ally way, Duncan beside me. Garbage littered the street, pop cans, plastic bags, and take out containers. It was dark out side, about 1 in the morning, there was no cars or people near by.

"Come on Amber, if we don't hurry they will catch us. " Duncan's voice was full of fear and despair. We bolted down the dark ally, avoiding trash cans and boxes. I heard feet shuffling behind us and I ran faster.

Suddenly the ally came to an end. We stood staring at a large wooden fence, Duncan dragged me over towards it. He put his hands together so I could use them to step over the gate.

I started climbing, but before I reached the top a hand grasped my shirt and I fell to the ground. Six boys stood around us.

Three reached towards Duncan and two grabbed me. I squirmed in there grasp, kicking and punching. But they were stronger then me and held both my arms and pulled me to my feet. The other three had thrown Duncan to the ground.

A boy three years older then me stepped out of the shadows. He had dark black hair and sea green eyes. He was strong and handsome, but he had a vicious tint in his eyes. He looked identical to Percy.

His cruel smile found its way to his lips and he stared at me. Not at my eyes more my chest. He advanced and sent chills down my spine. Gently he put his finger on my cheek, I turned away from him.

"Oh don't be like that, such a pretty girl shouldn't be so scared" his fingers trailed down my neck getting closer to my chest. I kneed him in the gut.

He let out an oof before his cruel smile appeared again. He grabbed my face and forced me to look in his eyes. I tried to get away but he only held me tighter.

"I don't see why you put your self through this every night. You could just Leave him and stick with me. I'd take good care of you" he hisses in my ear. "besides its not like he actually loves you. We all know he doesn't like girls "

He snappd his fingers and the boys surrounding Duncan started to kick him, his head, ribs, his gut, and legs. I screamed and tried to help him, try to save him. I wasn't strong enough, I hated not being strong enough.

"Stop" I cry I turn my head so I can no longer see Duncan's bloody face. Tears streaming down my own.

Why did it matter if Duncan was gay, that he preferred boys over girls? He didn't deserve this.

These boys, Logan and his crew, would always find us. Its all my fault, I am the reason we go out so late at night. I drag him with me, I hate being in my house, my parents yelling and screaming. My mom hates me, she would throw things at me, and when my dad wasn't home it got worse.

Suddenly they stopped hitting Duncan. Logan looked back at me and I tried to hold his evil gaze.

"This is what he deserves, he doesn't belong, a worthless life. He will always be a nothing, you could be so much more," Logan says. Everybody new he had a thing for me. Actually not me, my body.

The two boys let go of my arms and I ran over to Duncan, I heard everybody else leave. I looked down at him, swollen lips, bloody cuts, puffy eyes. I cried as I tried to patch up his cuts. I always kept medical things for just this reason.

I took out some gaze and bandages, I cover the minor cuts and scrapes before helping him to his feet. I carried him out of the ally and to the hospital, we walked around to the back parking lot. I brown door with no handle was there. I knocked on the back door it read: staff only.

A girl maybe 27 opened it. She had red hair and brown eyes, with freckles covering her nose, she smiled at me before seeing Duncan.

"Not again" she cried. She brang us into a back room and laid him on the bed, giving him a once over she turned to me.

"I'm sorry Amber but you'll have to wait outside he is critical" and with that I was pushed away.

(An: The next chapter will help to explain this one just bare with me. )