Picking Daisies (Book #1, Emily's story)

Chapter Fifteen

I hate math. Not my best subject and I am not just very fond of it. Once letters started getting involved I lost my mind. I was currently trying to fill out the class sheet and I was on the fifth question.

At least I got past one.

I looked over to see Jazz already on the last question which made me feel more stupid. So I decided I should pass time and go use the restroom, hopefully nobody will be there to size me up.

I got up and walked to Mrs. Jewels desk.

"May I use the restroom, please?" I whispered to her.

"Oh course, dear." My teacher handed me a hall pass and I was out the door. I always liked the empty halls, I don't know why. Maybe it's just because I'm actually alone and nobody is pushing me against a locker, or playing ping pong with me.

I entered the restroom and luckily I couldn't spot anyone. I looked at myself in the mirror and pulled down my jumper hood. I forgot to bringing today so Jazz lend me his. It's really warm which I'm glad for because it's always freezing here in Scotland.

I smoothed down my dark hair and washed my face. I was looking very tired and had huge bags under my eyes. I have been really stressed out lightly, causing me to stay up all night.

I sighed as I pulled my head back up but when I did I met eyes I didn't want to meet.

You guessed it, Jennifer Tanny.

"What do you want, Jennifer?" I turned around to meet her eyes again, not really wanting to be chatting with her.

"I want you to go to hell and die." She said strait up.

"Excuse me?" I eyes widened, but she knew I heard her loud and clear.

"You heard me. You pathetic piece of shit." Jennifer sneered as she began to circle me.

"You know what? Just leave me alone! Why do you do this Jennifer? Why me? What did I ever do to you?" I questioned.

"I always get what I want, slut. You will go to hell. You think your little miss perfect, gaining attention by trying to be depressed. Jazz must really be fucking stupid to think you are worth even a second of his time." She pushed at my shoulders, making me back up against the wall.

"So if your really depressed, why don't you show everyone and kill yourself. That will prove you are really a depressed attention whore." Jennifer was only an inch away from me now. "Check your phone."

What? Check my phone? I pulled out my phone and read the unknown messages.

Come to the back of the school. You have now got five minutes.

Don't tell anyone about this or you will pay.

Come alone.

Come alone? I looked up and saw Jennifer waiting my the door.

"Common slow ass." She snapped her fingers. "Chop chop!" I fallowed her outside the bathroom and down the corridor.

Who sent this to me? How did they get my number? Why was I doing this? But before I knew it I was already stepping outside to the back of the school.

I looked around and all the girls who where with Jennifer the day I was in my coma, where there. Including Jennifer's boyfriend, Richard.

"What's going on?" I nervously asked. I was scared shitless, excuse my language.

"Just shut up and don't talk, bitch." Terra, one of the girls, yelled at me. I felt a hand grab my hair from behind and pull me back, causing me to fall to their feet.

"Owe!" I screeched.

"We said shut up!" The girl from behind me kicked my back. I hissed under my breath as my eyes began to water.

"You know, you where not supposed to wake up from that coma." One of the girls walked up and jabbed their foot into my side. My eyes began to flow out with tears. The girl still holding my hair yanked on it again.

"Please! Ple- please! Stop! I'll do anything just please stop!" I sobbed louder.

"Anything?" Jennifer slammed her foot on my shin.

"Yes!" I screamed out in pain. "Anything."

"Then die." Another girl punched the side of my face. The girl holding my hair pulled me up, and made me stand but still did not let my hair go.

"No!" I screamed. I screamed so loud I was more than disappointed when nobody came to save me.

"Then it looks like we will have to kill someone..." Jennifer tapped her chin. Then she looked over at Rich who loaded his BB gun.

"No! Please no!" I squirmed trying to get out of the girls grips.

"Jazz. He will obviously come for you. So Rich baby, go watch the door." Jennifer smiled her nasty little smile.

"And if you see him don't hesitate." She shook her head then looked at me

"No! No no no no!" I screamed and screamed but nobody could hear me.

"Shut up!" I felt a sharp stab at the side of my leg and felt it drag down. I looked to see Francesca dragging a dagger down my leg. I imminently dropped down the the floor. My sobs began to quiet down as I didn't want to be hurt again.

The bell rung for the next hour and I prayed to whatever God was out there to keep Jazz safe. Don't hurt Jazz. Please. Please please.

I laid their as quietly as possible and u began to feel the warm blood swirl around. The circle of girls closed in on me as the bell ring again for tardy.

Banggg!

No. No no no. No! All of the sudden the girls turned their head to the door and I could catch a glimpse of Jazz and Rich fighting. He wasn't hurt. He wasn't hurt!

Thank you to whom ever granted my wish!

I could hear things snap and pop as they fought. I felt arms grab me and pulled me up, so I laid in their arms.

It was Blade! Oh thank you God!

"It's ok Emily. I got you." He whispered and turned around to run to his truck that was parked in the back lot. I turned to see all the girls run as more of the boys from our group moved in.

I could see Rich pull out a knife as Tyson knocked the gun out of his hands after he landed a few shots on Jazz. He stabbed the knife into Jazz's arm and Jazz back up.

"No!" I screamed. I fisted Blade's back as we walked faster away. No! Don't leave Jazz! I could see him rip it out of his arm and stab it back into Rich's leg. But Rich pulled it out quickly and kept cutting at Jazz's chest, trying to back him off.

Blade shoved me in the car and close the door. I banged on the widow and heard sirens from behind us. Police offers closed in on the boys as Rich kept swinging but at he rest stopped. Jazz dropped down on his knees and I could almost feel the weight being lifted off of him.

Blade began to drive off. "It's ok Emily, he'll be ok."

"No! Jazz!" I screamed as the group became out of sight.