People Like Us

You Win And You Lose

The group that I was in had people I all knew. The group included Conner, Izzy, Carmen, and Ryder which I had known, but it also had Alex and Angel. We were all messing around and talking when we heard a scream. I quickly did a 360 to see who was with us, when I realized Carmen was missing I darted off in the direction of the scream. I heard footsteps behind me signaling the others were following although I wouldn't need the help. I heard another scream tear through the air, I stopped in front of an alleyway, I mentally groaned but leaped right into action. I dropped my bag as I looked over the situation. Three boys were on top of Carmen, two of them holding her down and the third ripping at her shirt. When she saw me her face showed hope, she kicked the third guy in one last attempt and managed to get him off of her. He saw me and grabbed my wrist. I growled and sized him up quickly, he was 5'10" and I was only 5'5" instead of trying to kick his face I settled for taking him down. I swiped at his knees with my foot, I went down with him but he took most the damage. I punched him in the face with my free hand and broke free. Kicking his temple he stayed down, I didn't take the time to see if he was unconscious or not. I looked around to see what was going on. Izzy was hold Carmen up while Alex and Angel were fighting one of the guys who had her down. Ryder had the other one pinned up against the wall as Conner punched him. The guy barely even flinched, he threw Ryder to the side and Izzy ran over to him quickly as Angel backed off to take care of Carmen. The boy Alex was fighting was close to my height, I quickly kicked my leg up and hit him in the face, it wasn't enough  impact to hurt him but it was definitely enough to distract him. I left Alex who now had the situation under control so I could help Conner, as I turned the guy he was fighting had kicked him down. I felt a rush of adrenaline, I hated to admit it but I missed the fights. I grabbed the last guys wrist, pushing his chest I pushed him against the wall.  A look of terror flashed in his eyes, I gave a sickly sweet smile.

"You guys didn't think you could win, did you?" I slammed my elbow into his temple and watch his eyes flutter shut. I release him from the wall and he landed with a thud on the ground. I turned towards everyone, Carmen had practically no shirt on, Ryder you could clearly see was dizzy, Alex had a couple of bruises but nothing major. I sighed running my hands through my hair. "Alright everyone, I need you to stay in your usual groups." I picked up my bag and looked at Conner. "We're taking her home, then I'm walking you home." He nodded and picked up a crying Carmen. 

As we were walking I could hear. "I'm so sorry." Being whispered by Conner, I ran my hand through my hair as I followed Conner to her house. We got to Carmen's house and she was asleep in his arms. 

"How are we getting in?" Conner walked over to the garage and put in the pin code, he looked back at me. 

"Stay out here, I'll be out in a moment." I nodded as he walked in, after a minute or two he was back outside and walking with me. We walked in silence until Conner spoke. "Do you want to come over and work on the club?" I sucked in a breath. 

"Could we stop at my house first so I can grab some stuff?" He nodded studying me carefully. After too short of a walk we were at my house, I saw the car signaling my parents were home. "Shit." I mumbled and looked at Conner a blush creeping onto my face. "I hate to ask you to do this, but if you hear a scream, run. Run far and run fast, because my parents are not the best people to have catch you." His eyebrows shot up. 

"Why would I hear a scream." I shook my head.

"Can I leave some stuff in your room at school so I don't have to bring it back and forth?"

"Yes, if you tell me why I would hear a scream." I shook my head lightly and he grabbed my wrist. I flinched, his eyes widened slightly as if just realizing something. "Are they abusive?" I shook my head, I couldn't find myself able to speak. Really?  I though, you've been a compulsive liar most your life, why is this any different?  Once more I found myself unable to speak. "Scar, are they abusive?"