The Girl Who Cried Save Me

Chapter 2

I could almost hear the smirk on her face as she said that. You see, Emily was always one for some fun. And her absolute favorite way of having fun, was when she wasn't allowed to.

She especially loved sneaking out to concerts. I had done it once with her, when she was visiting us for a week. We snuck out to Warped Tour and saw Of Mice And Men, Black Veil Brides, Falling In Reverse, Sleeping With Sirens, and of course, her all time favorite; Pierce The Veil.
I've heard their music, which is really good, but I wasn't obsessed with them. I didn't even know their names or what they looked like. That's the thing about me, I was all about the music.

       "Jess? Hello? You there?", her voice snapped me back to my sad reality. "Yeah", I said. She sighed. "Are you like spacing out? Your doing it more than usual", she said. I bit my lip. "Um, yeah I was just thinking", I explained.

      "Well you're telling me everything when I get there", she demanded. "When are you coming here anyways?", I asked. "Well today is Wednesday. We should be there Friday night", she confirmed. I nodded, then mumbled an okay since she couldn't see me.

     "Jessica get off the phone now!", my mother yelled at me from the living room. I flinched a little. "Well it looks like things haven't changed since I last was there", she muttered. "Yeah", I said. It had changed for the worse.

     "Well hang in there Jess, I'll see you Friday. Love ya", she said. I mumbled a quick 'you too' and hung up. Then I hauled myself back up to my room. Tomorrow is going to be the death of me, I thought.

     But would that be such a bad thing? That little voice in the back of my head questioned as I dozed off into a dreamless sleep.
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     I woke up having a bad feeling in my stomach. Pure dread and doom. I've been through beatings before, but this had been the first time I ran from them. Matt seemed pissed. He hated me with a passion. One which I had no idea of.

     I pulled my hood over my head, hoping it would protect me as I quietly trailed to my locker. The air was uneasy, and it was eerily quiet in here, since everyone was outside chatting away until the first bell.

     I had just finished closing my locker and locking it shut, when the first bell rang, scaring the living daylights out of me. I was on the edge. I wanted this to be over with already. The dread was killing me. The fear of not knowing when or how was unbearable.

     Yet I ignored it as best I could and sifted into my first period, math. Everything was normal throughout half the day. I had made it to lunch with just the normal teasing and people attempting to trip me.

     I wanted to avoid Matt and his friends at all costs, so I stayed in the girls bathroom for the duration of lunch. I just sat on the toilet (with my pants on) and drew anxiously.

      I was so relieved by the end of the day. Matt hadn't been in Chemistry or History class. I hadn't seen him all day. Maybe he wasn't here, I thought, trying to ease the dread. But in the back of my mind, I knew that his absence had something to do with his revenge on me for running.

       I nervously and quickly scampered away from the school, staying on main roads in case I needed witnesses. But who would testify for me? Nobody. I heard a car driving beside me. I wasn't that stupid. It was most likely Matt.

     I walked faster with my head down, but the car sped up with me too. I felt a rush of panic wash over me. What were they going to do? I quickly looked at the car and it was indeed Matt. His friend, Trent was in the passenger seat.

      The car stopped and I did too, afraid to run. They stepped out quickly and came towards me. I desperately looked around, for anyone or anything to help me. But I had no luck.