Scarlett POV
I started crawling down the old dusty rope I found in the garage. Our house was high up and I was afraid of heights but I looked down; bad idea, I slipped and fell the rest of the way slamming on my back. I lost my breath and lay there for a second. The sweet night sky was spinning before me getting blury, I quickly snapped myself out of it and got up and leaned on the car I needed to get a hold of myself. I can't scream or even say a word or else my stupid sister or my mom would come out.
I don't even realise why I went out tonight when I wasn't supposed to. They just sent me a text to meet them at the park, of course I didn't want to but I had no choice, if I didn't hang out with these kids I would start getting bullied again. I don't like crying like a idiot every night about someone calling me a name but I couldn't help it, I was weak.
I let go of the car and started walking.
"Ow sh**" I whispered to myself as a sharp pain went in my leg. I sat down and pulled the end of my jeans up and froze at the sight. A large purple bump was starting to form, blood falling at the sides. I took bandages out of my backpack (I swear I had everything in there) and wrapped it around my leg and pulled the end of my jeans down then stood up slowly.
The sharp pain still shoot up through my leg but I sucked it up and started limping to the park.
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20 minutes later
Did I mention the park is really far away if you had a bad leg and your walking like a two year old, well I just realised this. I was extremly late to the park, I kept texting my friends like crazy that I was running late because of my leg but they just thought I was weak and was too much of a baby to come. The up side is I have one more block until I reach the park.
HONK HONK HONK A car screeched behind me. Thinking I was just in there way I moved over on the grass but the car skidded to a halt right beside me.
I looked up and saw about six people getting out of the jet black van all wearing ski masks. Some had weapons they were smaking against there hands others bare handed ready to start a fight. I broke out into a sweat and tried to run but fell on the grass in the procces. Stupid leg out of all the times to get hurt you chose now.
"You want some candy kid" The guy in the front says (Probably the leader).
I shake my head and try to crawl away. Then someone stomps on my bad leg and I scream in pain. The same person rolls me over and sticks duct tape on my mouth.
"MMMmmmhhhhhh" I scream into the duct tape tickling my lips.
"SHUT UP KID OR YOUR LEG WILL COME OFF" One guy yells. I quickly nod and shutup.
Someone rips off my backpack and I try to reach for it, I get kicked in the stomach for moving. I shut my eyes as pain runs up my spine and into my mouth but I don't say a word, knowing if I do I will get punished.
I feel someone grab my arms and tightly tie rope onto them. Then who I suppose is the leader grabs my face and pulls me close. Tears start running down my cheek knowing my life is doomed. I only had eleven years to spend my life and I've wasted it all.
"You have very pretty eyes, I think I might keep them" The leader says an evil smile growing on his face. Everybody behind him starts laughing. WHAT DOES HE MEAN BY KEEP THEM?!?
The leader slams my head into the street eight times, I feel dizzy and my worls starts getting blurry, blood starts wetting the back of my head. I feel someone or something rip the duct tape off of my mouth but I don't say a thing.
