12- ouchie

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I finally started going to school again but I'm considered the 'bad girl' because when I'm stressed I've tried to run home before.

I am at school right now. My class is in math and our teacher is showing us questions that will help with an upcoming test. The bell rings and we all get up to move to our next class. I need to use the bathroom so I head towards there, slapping my friend emerson in the back of his head on my way. When I get in there is a group of girls that pick on me regularly are chatting as they look in the mirror. Suddenly they turn to face me, they all giggle as they grab me, dragging me into the handicap stall. In this moment all I could do is freeze, I felt so vulnerable I didn't know what to do but freeze. They lock the stall door and start beating me, kicking me, punching me, and slapping me, I really didn't know what to do BUT to freeze. I'm practically trembling now. They continue until a teacher comes in and yells at them to stop. They all go to guidance and the teacher helps me to the office. They quickly call home and Matt comes to get me. Matt signs me out and we walk to the car. I have bruised shins, knees, arms, blood coming out of my lip, the wind knocked out of me and a stomach covered in cuts and bruises. It looks as if I was apart of a street fight, or a mosh pit at a Metallica concert. "I would ask if your okay but your obviously not.." mat says, sounding focused on the road. I stay silent, I don't want to speak. We get home and I enter the house, literally seeing Chris and Nick right away. Chris has a small frown and Nick has his eyes wide, he turns away when he sees the blood on my lip. I wipe it away and I pat his arm, he looks back and sighs. They bring me to the bathroom and I take off my shirt and roll up my shorts, I'm wearing a bra though. I trust them in a bra, like I've known them for a while. Chris grabs a first aid kit and works on my face as Matt joins us and works on the bruises and cuts on my stomach. As soon as rubbing alcohol goes onto my stomach wince. "Ouchie.." I say quietly, holding onto the counter. "Sorry but I have too.." Matt says quietly. Meanwhile, nick is outside of the bathroom sounding like an angry father on the phone with someone, which was the principal. Chris gives me a piece of paper towel. "Put this on your lip, apply pressure though" he says quietly. I gently take it, putting it on my lip with pressure as he examines my. Matt is still dabbing rubbing alcohol onto my stomach with a cotton ball because the cuts are small. "Ouchie ouchie ouchie.." I repeat again. Chris sighs and grabs my hand, letting me squeeze his. I squeeze it as tight as I literally fucking can to try and forget the pain, but clearly it's not doing much damage to Chris. I take the paper towel off my lip and I throw it out. As I throw it out I look away, don't know how but Chris literally spawns a lip balm and grabs my chin so I'm facing him and he puts some on my lips, putting it back in his pocket. "Chris being a rizzler to his own sister I see" I say quietly, giggling slightly. Matt and Chris chuckle quietly. At this point my stomach is bandaged up. I put my shirt back on and Chris carries me to the couch. "You do know I can walk on my own.. right?" I say, my head on his shoulder. "Yes, but the last time I probably carried you was during tour! Just know at the beach we're going to play lots of fun games when I have you on my shoulders and we run around" chris says, putting me on the couch. "Okay then" I say, shrugging. Nick gets off the phone and sighs as he looks at me. "You know your principal isn't the nicest lady.." he grumbles, making me laugh. We all sit down and watch a movie. "Maybe we should go skating when I heal" I suggest. They all nod there heads. "Can you even skate?" Nick asks. "Nope, but I have skates" I lie that a can't skate and they buy it. I'm a really good hockey and figure skater, so we'll see. We're almost done the movie, my head in Matt's lap, and I accidentally fall asleep.

GUYS LET ME KNOW SHOULD AUDREY HAVE FIGURE SKATES OR HOCKEY SKATE'S?? LET ME KNOW IN COMMENTS!!

-Gabe :)

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