Beacon hills' New Girl ( Teen wolf fan-fiction) ( being edited)

Chapter 5

Ariana POV

I couldn't help it as soon as the police got my father off of me I had to run from everything it was just really humiliating.

The whole school watched me being beaten by my own dad probably like what a messed up family. I'm probably the school joke now.

I was still running down the hallway trying to get as far away as possible from everything.

Eventually I got to the boys changing room and without thinking I just walked in and gladly there wasn't anyone in there.

Then my emotions took over me and  I threw my fist at the locker in front of me punching it really hard bending it as I cursed angrily under my breath as the pain spread all over my hand.

I felt my tears rush to the corners of my eyes and drop down my cheeks as I pushed my hair harshly trying to get it out of my face.

Standing against the wall I slid down to the floor hugging my knees and just let the tears flow as I stared at my feet.

I'm gonna make him pay for what he did to me I'm not a punch bag I felt like a liquid sensation was running down from my knuckles to my fingers from the hand I had punched the lockers with.

I looked down at my hand my knuckles were swollen starting to bruise worse than that its bleeding I think I broke it or fractured it but the pain I'm getting from my hand is nothing compared to the one I'm feeling right now.

But I honestly couldn't care less right now.

Right now all I want is my mother and I want to hug her really tightly. But the worst part of my life is that she's not here is she?

This is the worse day ever but then something interrupted my depressed thoughts when I heard a locker slam shut from the other side of the room shit!

Someone's probably still changing in it, it just clocked in my head that the lacrosse team always have practice after school.

Why didn't I think of that? Stupid. Then I heard some heavy footsteps and they were getting closer and closer to me I could tell cause the sound was getting louder by every second.

I tried to get up but failed horribly because I used my stupid injured hand and I fell with a big thump baiting myself out.

Then I heard

" Ariana?" I heard a familiar voice say sounding confused.

I turned around and then I notice Jackson coming out from behind the lockers with only his lacrosse shorts on holding a lacrosse stick ready to attack Wait what? He's shirtless.

Woah! he looks good without a shirt bette- , oh my gosh! stop! okay seriously now is not the time for me to be thinking about this!?

Jackson stares up at my face scanning it from top to bottom as his mouth opened a little shocked then he looked down at my hands then and gasped.

" dude what the hell? your face its-, and your h-hand? are you okay? Jackson asked all too quickly which made me sniffle a little.

I just looked at him not knowing what to do or say cause this is very awkward.

" are you crying??!" He says a little too loudly.

" Uh man, come here..." He walked towards me opening his arms wrapping them around my waist giving me a little hug.

I slowly rapping my arms a little around his shoulders as I felt one tear run down my left cheek.

To be continued................