Broken Rose

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The school secretary had me by the arm as she threw me onto one of the many leather chairs. She looked down at me disapprovingly as she strolled into the principles office."Roselyn, My office now!" The principal yelled through the front office as the secretary smirked and walked back to her desk in triumph.

If I was 18 woman only if!

"Mr.Newsted I honestly have no idea what I did this time!" I defended as I stood in the door of his office as he smiled at me. "Close the door and come and sit down." He said as I slowly closed the door and sat down in the middle of the four black leather chairs. "Mr.Newsted I promise you I didn't do a single thing today! I'm completely innocent!" I defended as he read through my file. "You've never given me a reason not to trust you, Crimsion. Mrs.Jesster said she saw you trying to skip school with your boyfriend, now is that true?" He asked as I quickly shook my head.

"I don't have a boyfriend. It was my brother. He just got out of jail for something he never did and I wanted to see him." I said as Mr.Newsted looked at me and slowly turned the page in my file. "Your brother isn't Derek Roselyn is he?" He asked as I nodded slowly. "I taught him when he was here. Great kid, very talented artist." He laughrd as a gun shot echoed through the building. "Shit! Get down!" Mr.Newsted yelled as he reached out and grabbed my hand and pulled me behind the desk.

I could hear the galss doors in the office shatter and a man stepped through. A white mask covered his face and the word God had been painted in in red paint, his black jacket clung tightly to his muscular body and he reached out and grabbed one of the many teachers by the edge of her shirt and began yelling at her. "Where is Newkid! If you don't tell me lady I promise you you'll regret it!" Mr.Newsted reached up and hit a small red button on the inside of his desk that sounded off the alarm and signalled the LAPD.

"We'll be safe. Don't worry he has no idea we're in here." Mr.Newsted whispered as I looked back at the many broken windows. The first bullet he shot went straight through the front office door and into Mr.Newsted's. The bullet was lodged in the wall just about a centimeter from where he had been sitting, it could have easily killed both of us.

Hours passed and the cops stood outside our school trying their best to negotiate with the masked man. "I want newkid! I want him here now!" He yelled as I pushed myself closer to the window. "Crimson what do you think your doing!?" Mr.Newsted whispered as I shook my head and pointed out the window. "No it's to dangerous! I can't let you get hurt!" He whispered as he crawled over to where I was. His light brown hair had fallen from it's upright stance and now fell carelessly around his face. "Mr.Newsted if we can get out of here maybe we can find who this guy wants and save the whole school!" I said as we herd the crunch of glass. The masked man was walking around the main office watching the faculty shake in fear.

"Crimson, I'm newkid. That guy was in my old band before I left that life behind, I knew it when I herd his voice. He's not dangerous when he's calm but once he gets in a mood, he could kill" He said as I looked up at him, band? "Whats your actually name?" I asked as he pointed to the degree on the wall, Rick. "Your real name Mr.Newsted." I laughed slightly as he nodded and placed a hand on my leg with a pat. "Thats not important. What is important is that you get under here and hide." He said as he attempted to push me under the desk but I jumped up before he could.

"What do you want with newkid!" I yelled as the masked man turned around as I reached the door. "We want him back! He signed a contract with us! We own him." The man looked at me and he slipped off the mask to show dark brown eyes and darker brown curls.

"He's no ones property. Plus Newkid ain't here. I'm the next best thing." I whispered as he looked down at me and smiled. I felt my stomach flip with excitement, I had to admit he's pretty attractive.

"Let her go Hammett!" Mr.Newsted yelled as he got up from his place behind the maple wood desk."I think I might just take her instead. She looks like more fun." The masked man, who I now know by simply Hammett, laughed slightly as he placed his calloused hand around my neck and pulled me against his body.

"I won't fight you." I whispered as I felt his chest vibrate with laughter.

"I know doll. I'm not going to hurt you, we just need Jason back." He whispered as he slowly pulled me back with him. I took one last look at Mr.Newsted. He looked scared, almost in pain.