I must not pass out. I open my eyes and feel blood pouring from my nose. The pain hits me intensely, but I don't move. I'm not sure who punched me. I blink slowly as I wipe the blood off my lips. I pinch the bridge of my nose to stop the bleeding. I look for who could have possibly punched me.
Tobias and Eric stand next to each other with wide eyes and open mouths. I turn to my left and see Dylan embracing a red eyed Jess. Jaden stands near the door way, an edge of uneasiness in a stance. I see a flicker of movement behind me as my knees are kicked out from under me. I collapse into a heap, still lost in a fog. I turn around slowly and look up into eyes that are dark green, an ugly color that deepens the ginger of his hair. Peter.
He smirks down at me, my fog clearing. The pain is worse than anything I've ever felt.
"What's wrong, Stiff? Rejection hurts, doesn't it?" He laughs to himself. "You rejected me, so I'm taking out my anger on you." He reaches down and grabs my arm, pulling me along and out the door. My other arm is wrenched from behind me, a searing pain laces on my wrists. I turn back and see Jaden's brilliant green eyes.
He's gripping my wrist with both hands, holding me in place. I smile gratefully as he slowly grabs my forearm and shoulder, pulling me away from Peter. When he's close enough to Peter, he darts behind him and punches his temple. Peter's body sways and he throws my arm back at me. Jaden circles a wobbling Peter smirking. Jaden's much more muscular and taller. Peter's face is flushed with pain and terror, a thick sheen of sweat on his face. Peter lunges at Jaden, but Jaden ducks and aims an uppercut at Peter. Jaden's fist sinks into the soft flesh of Peter's stomach. Peter collapses, gasping for air. Jaden grins in triumph and rushes toward me.
I am now sitting on the hard, rough concrete floor. He gently grabs both of my hands and examines my wrists. He turns them in his hands, tracing his fingers along the raw skin. I look up from my hands and into his eyes. The gentle, bright green is calming and soothing. He smiles a large, goofy smile, too big on his handsome face. He leans in close, brushing his lips gently across mine, asking for permission. I nod as he fits his mouth to mine.
A.N.
Good'day readers. You are no longer known as my 'readers.' On this day, June 30, 2013, I declare you are all now known as awkward turtles. Bye, y'all!
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