Not Your Girl

9: Fucked up

"I may fight with my sibling. But once you lay a finger on him, you'll be facing me. "-UNKOWN

∞ "Youth": Foxes (adventure club remix)∞

• Quinn •

I had finally gotten through a terrible day of school. What? Did you expect me to say it was a good day? I remember when school days where decent. But I suppose my birth giver (oh right you probably say mother) has gotten use to me telling her my day was absolute shit. They have been since... Well you know!

"Moootheer!" I yelled dramatically.
"Dauuughteer!" She yelled back. I chuckled slightly.
" 'm gonna go to the store, need some stuff. Bye mama." I kissed her on the cheek and hopped out the back door. 

I jumped over the gate that separated the house and the alley.

"Thug life!" I said to myself. I wasn't exactly only going to the shop... I had a few stops on the way. What? I didn't lie! I just didn't tell the complete truth...

I continued walking down the long alley way.

"Heyyy babyy gurrll!" Slurred the hooded man who was walking towards me. I recognized my little brother's best friend, Adam.

"Adam. Where the fuck is Jonas?!" I was kind of worried.

"Ha Jonaasss! He-he's in t-the next alley wayyy!" Adam sang and hiccuped.

Crap. If Jonas landed on the wrong people in the same fucked up condition as Adam; he was screwed. I ran as fast as my legs could bare only to lay eyes on my baby brother.

A group of older boys were pummeling him into the ground. All taking turns and beating the shit out of him.

"Back. The fuck. Off. My brother." I growled. My already bruised fists tightened.

"Hah! Guys! This little princess thinks she can save her brother..." He fake pouted his last sentence.

"Don't underestimate me, brick head." I spat.

There were three boys. The one who had spoken to me was the strongest by far. Two other boys, seemingly younger stood behind him and snickered. They were much smaller, yet still strong.

The leader approached me and licked his lips. As soon as he got close enough to me I kneed him in the crotch, waited for him to bend down in pain before I brang my palm up under his nostrils in a quick nose breaking formation. For good measure I punched him hard in the stomach and he landed on the floor. I kicked him in the face and threw in a few punches.

His boys looked at me in shock before attacking.

"RUN YOU DUMB-ASS! JONAS! RUN!" I yelled to my brother as he scrambled to his feet and sprinted away.

The two "minions" lunged towards me at the same time but I quickly moved out of the way. They belly flopped into the cement and I ran before they could get up.

The boys were a few meters behind me. I quickly jumped onto a dumpster to reach a fire escape ladder that was attached to the building. I climbed up as fast as I could and reached the roof of the complex. I could feel them gaining on me so I jumped to the next building. My left foot slipped off the ledge but I caught myself and climbed onto the neighboring roof. Fuck that was too close...

I hid behind the chimney. My panting had calmed down thankfully.

"Bro, we lost her!" One of the said.
"Fuck! He's gonna kill us..." The other one sighed. As soon as I heard their feet land on the street I climbed down the building and ran into a random neighborhood.

Culver street... Ok. So if I turn here then I can find the shop! I used my amaze ball skills to find my way out.

"That will be $10.75," the cashier eyed me strangely but didn't day anything. I handed her the exact money and put my items in a bag.

Three bandage wraps, disinfectant, band aids, gauze, and gum. Gum is essential when in school.

"JONAS!?" I yelled into his room. Mom had gone out to run some errands.

"Mmhh ya?..." He groaned.

Without another word I ripped his white shirt in half, crappy ass material.

"That's my favorite shirt!" He whined in a low voice.

"Oh hush you big baby!" I sat him up and applied disinfectant all over his back and chest where a ton of deep gashes lay. A knife? His bruises were starting to show. I wrapped one of the bandage wraps around his chest, back and stomach. His face was beaten badly. A deep cut had swollen his lip. His eye was black and purple. A shit ton of bruises and scratches where painted onto his face. I did what I could to clean him up.

"You need to stay in bed. I'm getting you an aspirin. " I laid him down and pulled the sheets over him.

I wonder what mom will say...