Chapter 7

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I tried to sit up in my bed, only to be pushed back onto my bed by James and Ryan. "Take it easy there Abby. You just fainted."Ryan said. I sighed, but I layer back down. "Howl- long have I been a-asleep?" I questioned. "About 3 hours." Ashton said.


"What?!" I screamed as I jumped out of bed. I started to run towards the door when someone grabbed my arm. I turned and saw Ashton leading me towards my bed. "No, I have to g-get to s-school." I whined. "Not today." He said as he placed me back on my bed. "Well, Drew and I have to get going. We have basketball practice in an hour." Dylan said. They kissed the top of my head and then left. I'm going to go make a few calls. Keep an eye on her." Ryan said to the boys. As soon as he walked out of the room, an awkward silence filled the area. I lifted my hand to move the hair out of my face when Ashton's arm shot out and grabbed it. He looked at my wrist with a shocked look on his face.


I started to panic when he looked at the scars on my wrist. "Why?"He asked. Concern, worry, and hurt laced his eyes. I Started to breath heavily. I couldn't take it anymore. I shot up and ran out of the room and down the stairs. I opened the door and ran across my yard. I turned and ran down the sidewalk.I was heading towards the school, but when I heard them behind me, I quickened my pace and turned into an alley. I leaned up against a wall and started to cry. Now he is going to ask questions. What if he tells the whole school? Thoughts were pounding in my mind when I heard a noise. I turned my head towards the back of the alley and saw a man. From the looks of it, he was drunk. He started to walk in my direction with lust in his eyes. I wanted to run, but I couldn't. "Mmm...Dessert." He said as he pinned me against a wall. "P-please, let m-me go." I whimpered. "Oh come on now, it'll be fun." He slurred. He started kissing my neck and kneading my breasts. I cried for help, but he pouched me in the stomach, knocking the air out of me. He then ripped my shirt and started to pull my bra down. I tried fighting, but considering I was sick, I was weak. I was always weak. I cried out for help again, but he slammed my head against the wall.


He started to pull down my skirt. Suddenly, He was ripped off of me. I crumpled to floor and started crying. I looked over at the man and saw him getting punched over and over again. "Don't ever touch her, you sick b*stard! GUYS, GET OVER HERE! NOW!" A familiar voice yelled. Four guys came rushing in the alley. I started shaking when they came over to me. "Shh... Its okay Abby, Its us. We got you. No body is going to hurt you". I then realized who they were. James, Carter, and Reece tried to calm me down while Mason pulled Ashton off of the guy. Mason pointed to where I was and Ashton's eyes immediately went form angry to concerned. He ran over to me and pushed the others out of his way. He held me in his arms and whispered soothing words as he rubbed my back. I buried my face in his shirt and sobbed. I felt safe in his arms. I started to calm down, yet he didn't let go, which I was kind of happy about. He wrapped his jacket around me and picked me up bridal style. The rest of the guys surrounded us as we made our way back to the house.


When we got there, Ashton carried me up to my room. He placed me gently on my bed as James looked me over for any injuries. When James was done bandaging my ribs where I had been hit, they all started walking towards the door. "P-please stay. I-I don't w-want to b-be alone." I said. They all nodded their heads and walked back in. Reece put in a movie and then sat down. Mason sat in my bean bag chair, James and Reece sat on my couch, Carter sat on a pillow, and Ashton laid down next to me on my bed. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close. I was shocked at his action, but more surprisingly, I let him.

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