Don't take this out on me.

Chapter 3 - "I run this school"

I yelp slightly, trying to pull away from her as she drags me down that hallway.

"Let go, what's the point of dragging me?" I ask sarcastically, pulling my arm back to me as quickly as I can, pissing them off more than before.

"You bitch, you think you're smart? You're just a dumb whore and you know it." She glared at me, reaching out to grab my arm again as I move back, eluding her grip again.

"No, I'm not a whore, you don't know shit about me. Just stop this, I have classes and stuff to do!" I bite back unthinkingly, wincing when I realize what I just did. Good idea genius, piss her off even more. I take another step back, seeing her clench her fist. She quickly takes a step forward, shoving me into the wall. I wince slightly from the feeling of my back colliding harshly with the bricks.

"Listen good you little dumb bitch, I run this school and all you are doing is getting in my way. I suggest you go back home with your pathetic family and slit your little wrists. You sure as hell don't belong here." She hisses, slapping my face as she finishes her little speech. I try to move out of her gasp, wincing a little as she digs her nails into my arms.

"Go get Logan, he'll help us teach her a little lesson." She says to her friends, not even looking away from me. I freeze, almost holding my breathe as I try to pull away again.

"Just let me go Lindsey, what did I ever do to you?" I ask, glaring at her.

"Shut up!" She yelped, slapping me in the face again and glaring at me.

"What's wrong babe, is she bothering you?" I hear a guy say. She lets go of me and turns around, looking at him with fake innocence.

"She keeps threatening me, Logan, I didn't even do anything to her. Will you help me?" She whines. Logan looks at me with a evil glint in his eyes, dropping the nice façade I usually see around school.

He takes a step towards me and I flinch slightly away, trying to push Lindsey away so I can get away from him.

"J-just let me go, I swear I didn't do anything to her." I say, inwardly wincing when I stutter.

"No can do, you were being mean to Lindsey, that means you get to deal with me too." He sneers. I push Lindsey harder, almost getting her off of me and moving a little bit before one of Logan's friends that walked up with him grabs me, slamming me into the wall again before I can get far. I wince, struggling against him as I notice Logan walking closer as Lindsey steps back.

"I told you to back off bitch, you didn't listen so this is what happens." She smirks, looking at Logan.

"Stop, just let me go... I didn't do anything!" I yell, struggling harder against his friend.

"Stop moving bitch!" The guy who's holding me yells at me, gripping me tighter.

"Keep her there John, she needs to know what happens when she messes with us. He steps forward and slams his fist into my stomach, laughing as I yelp and lean over slightly in pain. Logan steps up again, punching me everywhere he can, making sure John holds me so I can't dodge any of the hits.

"Stop!" I cry out, trying to cover my stomach after he punches it yet again.

"Just stop." I say, trying to cover my body as he steps closer to me again.

"Oh no, it's not over yet. We just got started. This is something we'll make sure you don't forget again." He sneers as he kicks my legs from under me, making me hit me  ground when John lets go. He kicks my stomach hard as I gasp for air. Soon John is helping and they kick me until I feel the blood trickling out of my busted lip and already bloody nose.

"Don't forget this." Logan leans down to whisper in my ear, laughing as they all walk away from me. I lay still for a minute, catching my breathe and trying to wipe the blood from my lip and nose.

"Shit, I'm gonna be late to my last class." I whisper, forcing my body off of the ground and grinding my teeth together as I force myself to stay quiet through the pain. I wash my face in the restroom, wincing as I see my now busted lip and bruised cheek. I sigh as I inspect the damage they left on my face, the only visible damage. I poke at a new bruise covering my eye and wince.

"What the hell am I supposed to do now?" I whisper to myself as I look at the rapidly forming bruise. I pull my hood on my head and look to see whether it covers the marks.

"This will have to do," I state to myself quietly as I turn and walk out of the restroom and hurry to class, ignoring the looks I get from others.