Tris POV
At school on Monday, things are normal. Well, as normal as they can be. I have two more weeks until break and I can't wait.
I walk through the hallway that nobody takes in order to get to class. I take this hallway every day to avoid Eric and Peter and so far, it's working.
I suddenly get slammed into the brick wall. I scream and fall to the ground. I feel a throbbing pain in my head but I ignore it. I quickly recover and stand up. I shake my head and see Peter and Eric. Peter pins me against the wall and laughs. I grind my teeth to bear the pain.
"What are you doing!" I shout. "What are you going to do to me?"
He covers my mouth and Eric pins my other arm down. I feel their nails digging into my skin.
"What do you think we are going to do to you?" Peter asks.
I struggle against their hands and try to pull free. Nobody will hear me or help me. Peter starts attacking my neck with slobbery kisses as I scream against his hand. I throw my head back and cry because there is absolutely nothing I can do.
As Peter kisses my neck, I feel my shirt get ripped off. My eyes widen and become blurry with tears.
"Hiding these boobs all to yourself, I see?" Eric says.
"It's like she is asking for it." Peter says.
He releases grip over my mouth as the bell rings.
"No, no, stop it!" I shout. "Help!"
I feel one of them slip their hand under my bra and squeeze my boob really hard. I scream and use all my strength to try and break free again.
Suddenly, I feel a slit being cut in my leggings. Shit.
"No! Please don't! Stop!" I shout.
My head continues throbbing and I feel a mix of blood and tears stream down my face. One of them starts pulling my underwear down and touching me everywhere.
"Oh yeah, let's do this. Right in the middle of the hallway." Peter says.
"How's about sharing?" Eric asks.
"Of course." Peter says.
"Fuck you! I fucking hate you! Go die in a hole you son of a bitch! You won't get away with this!" I scream.
Eric punches me in the face and knees me a bunch of times in the stomach until I throw up my breakfast. Right as Peter starts unbuttoning his pants, he gets ripped off me.
Uriah. He throws Peter at the lockers and rushes to me. I look for Eric and see Tobias beating the shit out of him.
I grab my hair and slide down to the floor, sobbing. He pulls his shirt off so he is only wearing his tank top.
I fix my underwear as Uriah slips the shirt over my head. I curl into a ball and just sit there sobbing.
Uriah tries to hug me but I shove him away. Tobias finishes both guys and shouts at Uriah. Everything they say starts becoming fuzzy. Ny eyes become blurry and I feel myself slipping in and out of consciousness.
I feel Uriah scoop me up and run down the hallway. That's when I black out.
I wake up in an abandoned classroom with Uriah and Tobias next to me. I break out in sobs again and hide my face in a ball.
Someone touches my face with something making me jump and slap them. I look left and see Tobias backing away with a towel in his hand. He comes closer and touches the towel to my head where I am bleeding from getting slammed into the wall.
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Holding Back
FanfictionCOMPLETED From the moment Zeke and Uriah Pedrad came home with him, she hated him. There wasn't a problem because he hated her too. Everyone was used to their fighting and bickering so it almost didn't matter. Tris Prior and Tobias Eaton. Always ha...