And I'm his student.

chapter eight

  "So this is it" Kalie said as we stepped inside a venue. Smoke radiated from the walls as well as an unusual smell. Something unique to it that I liked. A few people were walking in the main area. 

I look over at her and she just nods excitedly, "I can't believe Richard let me come. Usually he thinks I'm too much of a pest but since I told him you were coming he said yes" she laughs

I look around, I felt out of place. Perhaps since I didn't know all these people. Some chatted with one another, others were drinking from their plastic beer filled cups. While others waited excitedly for the show to start. Like Kalie.

"Oh ma gosh, Oh ma goshh" she squealed. 

I smile nervously and we stand next to some skater guys.

 The venue was beginning to fill up. A couple bumped into a guy with blond hair, pink strands dyed in the ends of it. His back bumps into my chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry" he says, his hand grab a hold of my shoulders

"Its okay" 

"you sure?"

I nod back, "Yeah"

He smiles and turns around but turns to me again.

Shyly I pretend not to notice.

"I like your shirt by the way" he points to my over sized Smiths shirt,

"Thanks"

The lights had dim down.

He smiles and looks toward the stage.

Kalie starts jumping up and down as soon as the curtains open.

I hold back my laughter, she looked so precious.

The rhythmical beats fills the room, and the crowd soon begin to bang their head foreword and sway to the music.

Richard's band was not bad.

The movement among us caused me to bump next to the guy a couple of times. Mostly a few 'sorrys' and smiles were passed among us.

       As soon as the last beat was played, the crowd cheered on.

Immediately afterwards heaps of people were leaving the venue, mostly rushing outside.

I look around me.

Crap, I've lost Kalie.

I had to look for her, she was my ride back home.

I walk to the back of the place, hoping to find her in the bathroom. No luck.

Instead I leave the venue and follow a few people left outside.

The dark sky loomed over the crowed and few clubs with open doors filled with music too.

Turning around I bump into something hard.

A random guy with a band shirt  looks down at me.

"woow looking for someone?"

I look around and back at him, noticing a piercing on the edge of his freckled nose.

"Yeah, can't seem to find her" I dig my hands in my pocket.

"Why don't I help you look for her" he suggests

"Thanks, she has a yellow shirt" I turn around, not anyone was wearing yellow at all. Only a few were left.

"ohh I saw her over here" he motions me to follow and starts walking ahead of me

I follow behind.

Strange, I don't think she would come up here. especially if its a dark.

We were now heading towards a dead end alley way.

I stop, "Um, I don't think shes here"

"No. I'm serious I saw her here" he continues down the path

"Uh, I should get going, I think I saw here over here" I breathe in deeply. I did not like the way his eyes were looking at me, they seemed dark and desperate.

Quickly I turn around and see two guys blocking the only way out. How did they get there?

"Excuse me, I need to get through" I motion them to move.

They don't

"I don't think so sweet heart" one smirks

My heart begins to race fast, I knew this guy was suspicious from the start

"I..really..need..to..go." I try to push my way out but the guy in the cropped shirt roughly pushes me back into the other guy. His rough hands stroke my cheek.

I flinch, I was beginning to hyperventilate.

"Shh baby girl"

I push him away run to the opposite direction; end of the alley. Shortly stopped by the tall brick wall.

No, this couldn't be happening to me.

I tried to scream but I couldn't find the voice inside me.

Tears streaming down my face, I turn around and see the trio of the guys walking up to me.

Every step they took squeaked against the puddles of water on the ground, the sound of their heels echoing in the dark alley.

The taller one reaches for my shoulder, I finally yell.

I bite his finger as he tries to cover my mouth, I taste the blood against my lips.

"You stupid bitch" the other punches my face. "Damn that chick fucking bit me" he groaned

The world spins and I feel a pair of hands trying to unbutton my jeans.

My hands were shaking in fear, "no" I cried.

Instantly I hear someone fall the ground as another voice curses.

"Who the fuck are you?"

I look up and see a disembodied figure hit the tall guy in the face. Kicking him in the stomach until he couldn't move.

The other guy jumps on him but is soon face in the ground with blood all over him.

For some reason I was rooting for the blurry figure.

I look around and see all of the three attackers lying on the ground, moaning in pain.

The shadowed figure walks towards me,

"Please.. don't hurt me" I mutter

Like an angel appearing from the sky, the street light reveals this hero's face. Not more but nothing less then Mr. Calvin; flawless posture standing before me. Hair a mess and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and eyebrow. He was here.

He bends down, "are you alright?" his large arms embrace me, quickly taking my head on his shoulder.

"I thought," I couldn't hold back the tears, "I was going to die"

"shhh" I feel the weight off my feet and see that Mr. Calvin was carrying. "I'm here, darling" he kisses my forehead.

"Those assholes will get what is coming to them" he continues. I feel the muscles of his arm hug me tighter.

"I will let nothing or nobody hurt you" he mutters into the silence.