Fashionably Late. {Pierce The Veil}

Chapter Three:Bad Day, Good Night.

As soon as I woke up, I jumped in the shower and got ready. I put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a plaid long sleeve flannel. I slip on my vans and head out for a walk. It was nice out, the sun was out already and there was a nice breeze. I made sure to text Adam letting him know where I was going. He probably will still be sleeping by the time I get back.

I walked for a good hour before I decided it was time to head back. "Alexis?" I hear somebody say. I turn around and I'm unaware as to who is talking to me. "Yea?" I say confused. "It's Dakota, remember me? I'm good friends with Payton and we've hung out tons of times." I take a second to let it all sink in. "Dakota Hills? No way, I haven't seen you in months" He smiles and nods. I hug him and pull away to look at him.

"Where have you been?" I ask curiously. "Rehab, I was addicted to pain medication." He says with a frown. I nod in understanding. "I'm glad you got help, you look good." I say with a smile. He smiles and nods. "So what are you doing here?" He asks me. I shrug. "I just wanted to go for a walk." I say. He nods and looks around. "I'm waiting for my two buddies." I look around and see two guys walking towards us. "Them?" I ask. He turns and sees them. "Yea!" He says with a chuckle.

He introduced me to his two friends, Blane and Josh. They were nice but there was just this feeling in my stomach that made me feel uneasy. "So, how's the boyfriend?" Dakota asks. I scrunch my nose and raise my eyebrows. "I don't have one." I say. He raises an eyebrow and smiles. "Well I should head back. I'll text you later Dakota." He waves at me and I turn around to leave when one of the guys smacks my ass really hard making me wince.

"Excuse me?!" I raise my voice and turn around to see Josh laughing. "You're a fucking dick!" I shout. "Shut up you cunt." He retorts. I raise my hand and smack him hard across the face. He grabs my wrist and I go to punch him with my other hand but he grabs that wrist as well. "Look bitch, don't fuck with me." He growls. He tightens his grip on my wrists and pulls me closer to him. "Let go of me!" I shout. He laughs and squeezes my wrist hard making me lose circulation.

"Why don't you come back to my place and blow me?" he whispers in my ear. I look at him in disgust and spit on him. "Go fuck yourself!" I yell. He let's go of my wrist and slaps me across the face hard. I wince and push him away from me. "Josh, stop!" Dakota shouts. "Fuck you!" Josh says to him. "Next time, you'll be crying for mercy." Josh whispers to me as he walks past me. Blane follows him and so does Dakota. "Sorry." He whispers.

I rub my wrists and notice that there's hand prints on them that are turning into bruises already. Great. I head home and try not to cry. My ass hurt, he slapped it so hard. My cheek burned from him hitting me. I stopped walking and just stood there. I don't want to go home. I decided to call Tony and get him to pick me up.

A few minutes of waiting and Tony pulled up beside me. "Where we headed?" He asks as he pushes the door open for me. I get in the passenger side and shut the door. I shrug and try to avoid his gaze. "Can we just go somewhere?" I say impatiently. He nods but then looks at me and moves closer. "What's that?" He asks as he brushes his thumb on my cheek. I wince and move my face away. "Alexis, what happened?" he asks concerned. "Nothing, it's nothing. Can we go?" I ask again. He sighs and starts to drive.

I wasn't sure where we were going but I kept quiet the whole time. Tony eventually pulled into a driveway and turned off the car. I wasn't up for talking to people but I have no choice. "Look I realize we only met yesterday and you don't really trust me yet but if there's something you'd like to tell me then feel free. I just want to know who did that to you." Tony says. I look at him and shrug. "Where are we?" I change the subject and he sighs. "You'll see." he mumbles as he gets out of the car. I get out as well and shut the door.

I follow Tony up the driveway and to the door. He reaches for the doorknob and I look at him confused. "Shouldn't you knock?" I say worriedly. He shakes his head and opens the door. He steps inside and takes his shoes off and motions at me to do the same. I step inside and slip my shoes off and he closes the door.