The Shrinker

CHAPTER NINETEEN (PART-2)

"How'd the fuck you find me?" Jamie asked numbly, clenching her fists.

Gabriella winked mischievously, "The last couple weeks it's been bugging me; why DID you smell like dirt? Obvious answer is you're hanging out somewhere with dirt; a field most likely. Alone too I'd bet; little miss goodie-two-shoes is way too busy for you anymore. Your mentally-handicapped friend's replacing you with her kind too. Hiding from your uncle here, are you?"

"None of your business," snarled Jamie, "And don't insult Shell. Fuck off!"

"Oh but we only just got here. The party's just getting started," said Isabella, reaching behind her into her backpack. She brought out a tennis racket and held it tight in one hand, "That trip to the dentist last month hurt like hell, by the way. Now I'll return the favour and smash YOUR teeth out. Or will you run like a coward, like you did then?"

The three girls stood side-by-side, with the barb wire beside them at one side and thick bushes at the other, leaving no room to get around them. The only means of escape was to try and find a way out behind her, but Jamie never once glanced back, nor did she take one step away.

"I'll say this only once," warned Jamie, loudly and clearly, "Walk away and go home, all of you. Let's call a final end to our feud and move on. We leave it all in the past, and nobody gets into anymore trouble."

The terrible trio exchanged incredulous looks, then burst out laughing, barely staying on their feet. Emilia's scorn was especially savage, "Yeah, fat chance! After what you did to my dearest Izzy, and after you had the nerve to punch MY sexy face last term, you really think I'll let bygones be bygones? There's a secret between you and Denny too, I know it! You're gonna tell me what it is, even if I have to break every limb to force you."

Jamie looked to Gabriella, who stopped laughing and smiled, "First thing we MUST break is her phone, right now. She'll use it to squeal on us like the foul little rodent she is. She's been hiding in the bathroom to catch us out."

Jamie sighed, "If that's your choice, then everything that happens from now is your own doing. You've dug your graves."

"I'd walk away only if you take back your sin against me here and now. Do it and we'll never lay a finger on you again. What'd you say, Jamie?" Gabriella's hypnotic green eyes bored into her, beautiful but crazed.

Jamie took her phone out and looked at Emilia instead, "You want the truth about Denny? Ok, here it is...he's been fucking your 'dearest Izzy' since they were twelve. And if you think that's bad enough, get this; they're married. For about three to five months. Plus he sleeps with other girls and she knows it."

Isabella's face paled whilst Emilia's reddened with rage; at Jamie, "LIAR! That does it, I'll force you to swallow every lying tooth you have!"

"Oh I've got proof," Jamie told her, casually browsing through her phone and finding the right recording, "If you don't believe me, listen for your- -"

The tennis racket span through the air as it flew towards her and struck her hand with a great wrack. The racket and phone tumbled to the ground. Jamie saw her hand was red and sore but felt no pain from the blow, You know what to do, Trudy. Remember, shrink my pain and injuries discreetly.

I don't like this, Jamie. It's three against one, and they won't hold back. You don't have to expose your power to defend your- -

I'm not gonna lay a finger on them. I'll take this beating as punishment for what I did. But whatever they do to me, they'll never break me. Stick to the plan and trust me. Don't activate no matter what. I deserve this.