Kidnapped

CHAPTER TWO

-TATUYANNA >

•||FLASHBACK||•

A couple weeks went by and to say it was bad was an understatement. Bianca and her friends made it all difficult for me and I couldn't do anything about it.

Her dad is apparently this hotshot businessman that ranks first in the field of business and everyone fears her because of that. Allowing her to do as she pleases.

Seated in class, I was taking notes. Studying for my next test when someone grasped the roots of my hair and pulled it back. "Ah." I meet the crystal blue eyes of my tormentor.

"I need something from the cafeteria. And I need you to get it for me." Her friends surround her with content looks on their faces.

"But I don't have money. The food is too expensive there." I shut my eyes to somehow give myself reprieve from this embarrassment.

Bianca huffs a laugh. "You're broke too? No wonder." She pulls me up and nods to her friend, who pulls out a stack of money. "People like you thirst for this huh?" She waves it the air.

"Come on, Sofia. Don't taunt her like that. Her kind, worship money as soon as they get even the tiniest scraps of it." Bianca chuckles.

"You're right." Sofia throws the money at me, paper scattering around me. "Come on, pick it up. Worship it. I'm curious to see how you do it." The girls burst into roars of laughter.

I look around at the money. All I feel is disgust. As usual, everyone has witnessed this. Completely enjoying this as if it's mere entertainment when it is plain bullying!

Something inside of me snapped. This isn't normal. People shouldn't be treated this way. Mocked simply because of their misfortune.

This is. . . Inhumane.

A red furious haze blinds me. I don't know what came over me. I don't even know how Bianca ended up on the floor with me on top of her.

My fists flying with gasps and screams surrounding me. Someone manages to pull me off of her. "Are you crazy?" Sofia yells.

I couldn't hear anything. All I felt was anger. Sofia yelps as I backhand her cheek, making her fall. One of their friends, Aria, attempts to pull at my hair.

Though she leaves it as soon as my bloodied fist collides with her perfect sharp nose. Blood pouring down her lips, before she cups it with a scream.

The rest take a step away from me. "Someone call a teacher."

An incredulous laugh leaves my lips. "Now you want to call a teacher? Go ahead you cowards! All you have is your money." I walk back to Bianca, crouching down next to her.

She flinches away from me. Her lip bleeding along with her nose. Bruises decorating her delicate face. "You're so going to regret this. My father won't let this go." She sobs.

I laugh at this. "Well then it's good I got to kick your ass before that. So no, I don't regret this." She sniffles look at me with fear. This gave me so much contentment.