Dares with the Boy Who Doesn't Care

Chapter Thirty-Five(Rose POV)

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I see a flash of something sharp and silver.

Earlier I was rummaging through my locker. It's weird I haven't been getting letters from Omar lately. It was weird at first when I was getting them, but now that they stopped it's almost even weirder.

I went to meet the guys. Leo was dared to drink this god awful concoction Cameron whipped up from the fridge. It was literally just a mixture of blended up bread, milk, and every sandwich condiment known to man. He also threw in one of his toenails just in case all of that wasn't revolting enough. Leo drank all of it, down to the clumps of ketchup, mustard and horseradish that had stuck to the bottom. But I have to admit, I'd rather have been in his situation then, than the one I'm in now.

"If I can't have you, then I'll ruin you so that no one else will want you!" Omar barks through clenched teeth.

I can't ever catch a break. It seems that there are just so many people out to get me, so many forces working against me.

"I've driven myself crazy. You've driven me crazy!" He grabs my arm and so much pain shoots though it that I buckle my knees. If he wasn't squeezing it so tightly I probably would have fallen to the ground. It hurts but I bite the inside of my cheek, terrified to make a sound.

"Get up!" He pulls on my already sore arm. "The fun hasn't even started yet."

I feel cold solid metal creeping up my leg. Don't panic, don't panic. He's not going to hurt me, though the pocket knife would beg to differ.

My will weakens and I break. I said I wouldn't cry yet tears are clouding my vision. This is some sort of sick joke. My life is a sick joke!

"I love you Rosalina. I'm in love with you why can't you see that!? I've been following you around and watching you every where you go because I love you so much!"

I shiver and the tears begin to fall.

The Omar, who was constantly sending me letters in my locker is going to murder me on the school campus in front of the club room. And I'm going to let him do it because I'm scared to scream, I'm scared to die.

"Please be a good girl for me can you do that? Can you be a good girl?" A sick smile spreads across his face. "I'll make it less painful if you act like a good girl okay?"

I stare into his bloodshot eyes before squeezing my eyes shut as more pain grips my arm.

"Will you be a good girl?!"

I nod my head with his hand still on my mouth. Tears are running over his hand as well.

"Say it." He moves his hand from over my mouth, testing me.

"I'll be good girl." I say lowly. There's nobody here yet I feel completely humiliated.

His hand is back over my mouth, then my neck and it hurts.

My life flashes before my eyes: loss, gain, pain, happiness, suffering, love.

Then he flashes before my eyes.

The hand slips from around my neck as Jamie catches him in the jaw, then again, then again.

Omar lets go of his blade and lets out a choked gasp as the rest of the guys join in.