Chapter 18

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Jack's POV

I was lying on my bed, just staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks. I sighed. Damn, this Saturday was boring. Friday had been a total disaster. I was just walking down the hallway when...

*FLASHBACK!!!!!! :D @($_$)@*

I slid my gym clothes into my locker, pulling an energy bar from my back pack. I was pooped from my football practice. And yes, I did just say pooped. Pulling the wrapper off it, I strolled down the hall, pushing my damp hair off my forehead. That's when I heard the scream, followed by a thud. I jogged around the corner and was immediately mixed in with a bunch of people. Drama club students, Cheerleaders, the rest of the football players, everybody else who did after-school activities and...Charli. The cheerleaders were gasping and yelling, the drama club was just staring and my other team-mates where just grinning like idiots. It's not everyday they get to see a preggers girl beating up the head cheerleader. Cicely (the head cheerleader), was lying on the floor screaming, Charli on top of her, pulling her hair and trying to punch at her face. Cicely grabbed Charli's pony tail and gave it a sharp yank. Charli let out a soft yelp, but ignored it. Crap! CRAP! CRAP, CRAP, CRAP! Charli could get expelled for this. That was the last thing she needed. That's when I saw Cicley grin. Uh-oh. That cannot be good. Swiftly, Cicely raised her knees hitting Charli in the small of her back.  Charli let out a burst of air in surprise and toppled onto Cicely. Cicely, using that moment, brought her head forward, head-butting Charli in the nose. Blood streaming from her face, Charrli rolled backwards, lying sprawled across the floor. Cicely jumped up and before I knew what was happening Aeriel kicked Charli in the stomach. Charli gasped, then let out a scream. I ran to her side, Marcus followed my lead. "Oh my fuckin god Charli! Are you okay? Oh shit!" I yelled.

Was her baby hurt? Oh my god! Was her baby gonna die? Marcus pushed me away from Cahrli saying, "Here, I'll take care of ehr."

"Bullshit!" I hollered, louder this time.

Suddenly a voice broke the commotion. It was Cicely. "That'll teach you to try to beat up a black-belt. Bitch."

Aww...crap. I forgot that Cicely had been doing Karate since she was 5. Her voice was full of mirth, but even I could see that Cicely looked a little shaken. She probably hadn't meant to kick her that hard.

I tried to pick Charli up, but she screamed in pain and collapsed back on the floor. It looked as if her recently healed nose was now broken again. "We....We....we need to get you to hospital!" I choked, going pale.

She shook her head stubbornly. "Dammit Charli! You are seriously hurt! And your baby might be dying!" I screamed at her face.

She flinched and then groaned in pain.

I could here Marcus muttering to himself, something to do with Charli and the baby. White-hot anger surged through me. It took all of me to control myself and not to beat the shit out of him as he stood there. After what he had done to Charli. But she needed me. And I needed to get her to the hospital. I picked up her broken, yet slightly heavy body, ignoring her cries of distress and pain. I knew she was hurting, but I needed to get her to the hospital. suddenly Marcus was in front of me. I gritted my teeth. I didn't have time for this. "Put her down Greens, I'll take her to the hospital."

I snorted. Ya right. He would probably kidnap her then, rape her again. Does he think I'm an idiot.

Slowly I put Charli down, supporting her against me, my arm around her waist. I made it look like I was gonna let him take her. Marcus moved forwards. I brought my fist in an arch, smashing it into this eye. He let out a scream and fell to the ground. I grinned, hefting Charli up again and I fast-walked with her to my car. Hmm...that was nice.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

I sighed again, rubbing my bruised knuckles. All in all Friday had been.....interesting.

Dun...Dun...DUNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

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