Daggers of love

chapter 17

"What ?!" I practically scream, looking at Petra shocked as all hell.

"With that Russian tosser? Ha!" Lex laughed, moving across the cafeteria food thing. I look down at my tray as various amounts of mystery meat Is placed on it, this did not look appetizing. "I'd call you a sell-out, but you Bela Lugosi goth turd stand for less than nothing to begin with."

"Fuck, harsh Lex" I state harshly, looking around Petra to make eye contact with the spikey cunt.

"Well, I'm not in your scene, so meeting your interpretation of what's ok and what isn't..." Petra began "I don't care" British accent making an entrance. Her little comedic insult actually earned a laugh out of me, causing me however to earn a glare out of Lex.

"Next stop" billy started, "J.P. Morgan, brunch, raise a couple of paper white pups."

"Brent, honey, I'm home." I added in a high-pitched voice gaining a laugh from lex as he walked to our table and a giggle from billy next to me.

"Sounds like your dream life y/n" Petra commented.

"Hey, that's racists" I say before walking off, a smile still evident on my face

"Italian isn't a race!" Petra yelled. I walk to the table, sitting down with lex and surprisingly Marcus.

"Oi, oi, why'd you leave those two like that?" lex questioned, Marcus just watching me.

"I would much prefer her with billy than Viktor." I state, looking down at my food. I didn't bother looking at either of them, just the food. It looked a little off. The meat looked more, foreign than normal. My eyes are torn away from the monstrous food by Petra sounding slightly irritated.

"You gonna give me a lecture on punk cred?" she says, I look up at her as she sits next to me, lex on my other side.

"No not at all." Marcus starts. "Hell, I'd give Viktor a firm hand job to get out of this jive-ass hazing"

"Dude, you giving out hand jobs?" billy questions rather loudly.

"You might be quieter about it Marcus, "lex pipes up "but you're judging her too. I'm very intuitive."

"Says the guy who thinks jaws is a comedy" I mention, staring at my food once more, not wanting to eat even a spoonful.

"Come on. Nantucket twats getting chomped? That sharks a bloody hero" I watch as lex puts his fork into his mouth. Something seemed off. Everyone ate in silence, no wait, we ate while everyone in the room watched in silence.

"Hey guys?" I start "why is everyone watching us?" we all look around the room while still eating the mystery meat that was on our plates. Me being the only one who left my plate full. We continue looking around, confused and honestly slightly scared. Well, that was until chico made his way to our table.

"how's lunch?" he questions, "y/n, you haven't touched your plate" he looks at me with a smug look plastered on his face.

"I'm not hungry" I state blankly, eyes staying focused on chicos punchable face.

"Why not? Special recipe today." We look down at our food, anger beginning to form in the pit of my stomach. Billy puts down his fork and pulls something out of his food, a rat's tail.

"Rat. The other white meat." Chico ends. Everyone in the cafeteria began laughing, my anger becoming more apparent. Petra spits out whatever was still in her mouth while billy begins to dry gag. I stare at chico with rage, if looks could kill he would be a bloody mess. Billy, Petra and lex got off their chairs and began to run to the bathroom. I got off mine too, with a deadly look on my face I pulled out my dagger. Chicos smug mug being the only thing I can see. I raised my dagger, aiming to plunge it into chicos neck but was pulled away by an arm snaking around my waist and a hand lowering my dagger. It was Marcus.  

"FACCIA DI CULO!" I scream as I get pulled back, my voice being drowned out by the laughter. "TI UCCIDERÒ!" I struggle against Marcus, slightly kicking as he lifts me slightly.  

"Let's go" he says, I don't look at him. Reluctantly, he let go of my waist. But still grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards the male's bathroom. My eyes still fixed on chicos face while the laughter filled my ears. 

I zone out. Picturing all the ways I could kill chico, the blood dripping down his shirt as my dagger pierces his heart. I'm broken out of my daydreaming by the sound and stench of vomiting. I'm left standing Infront of Marcus while he finds a spot between two sinks. The sound of billy and lex puking fills my ears. I place myself in the stall between them, My face violently blank.

"Do you dandies need us to hold your hair?" Marcus yells over the sounds of vomit entering the toilets.

"How are you keeping that down?" billy managed to get out.

"Why are you keeping it--?" lex pukes out. I look at Marcus, wanting the answer too.

"Not my first rat stew." He speaks.

"yummy" I comment. My focus on Marcus, "you should of let me kill him" i state, earning a "really" look from Marcus. lex falls back, landing on the cold hard tiles of the bathroom floor.

"Oh- "he begins "I feel its wee bones in my belly." Billy follows suit soon after.

"The horror. The horror" billy moans out.

"Today we riot!" lex preaches, standing up off the ground. I leap off the toilet lid, pulling both daggers from their holsters, holding them above my head.

"Yes! —"

"—No" Marcus says, pointing at me to put my daggers away. I move closer to lex.

"No option but full-out class war!" lex yells, I hold my daggers up before having them pushed back down by lex.

"we'll storm the bastille and release a loose stool on the throne!" Billy adds, jumping up to sit on one of the sinks before turning to Marcus. "You in?"
"No, rain check on eating the rich."

"What?" I question, annoyance and confusion evident in my voice.

"I'm gonna keep my head down and pick my battles." He ends.

"dude" billy starts "if we let them get away with this, next time well be eating cat balls!"

"So, Denke actually got through to you huh?" I question Marcus.

"How did you--?"

"I'm everywhere"

"Soldiers," billy said, jumping off the sink, making his way towards lex and I, putting on a stupid accent. "Are you prepared to serve your country?"

"No," Marcus said pulling me by the arm. "y/n will end up killing someone," I didn't protest to this, I let him pull me out. He's right, i would kill someone. "do this without her."  Lex turned to us, a psycho smile on his face.

"This is war!" 

A/n

sup guys, thanks for over 2k reads, i'm amazed anyone would even actually read this book. 

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