Tears - Bullied By 5sos

Chapter 4

At the end of the day I called Jack to see if he could pick me up but it went straight to voicemail. I began to walk home as it wasn't far and I felt something hard hit my back. I looked down at the road behind me and found a rock on the ground. I looked upwards at the street and saw Ashton, Michael and 2 others laughing at me with spiteful looks on their faces. They started to run at me so out of instinct I ran too. I felt more rocks hit my back, and some were sharp and seemed to cut into the skin of my back. I was put in so much pain that I had to stop and hide in a nearby alley way. I bawled my eyes out like a 5 year old and sat on my knees in the alley. I leaned across the wall and out to the main road to see the 4 boys still looking for me. I felt an oozing sensation in the small of my back, so I quickly shrugged off my jacket and pressed my hand against my bare back. I winced with the contact and I pulled my hand out of my top. It came back with blood all over it. Then I heard them. "Hey guys! I found her!" I heard the dark haired one shout out as they approached. I stood up and took small steps back, whimpering as the sharp stone of the wall pressed into my bleeding back. "Well done Calum," I heard Ashton speak loudly as he walked right up close to me and I gasped as he slammed his fist into my side. The one called Calum then punched my face. The impact from both boys was enough to floor me, I crashed down side on onto the glass covered concrete. Michael then moved the boys out of the way, at first I thought that he was going to help me, 'til he booted my stomach with such force I turned onto my back. I was falsed again as the last boy, who I heard was called Luke, picked me up, but then pushed me back with his foot lodged behind mine. I landed on my front and cried even harder than before as they all walked away. I got myself sat upright with all my power and lifted my top up to my stomach to examine the damage done. I wiped away my tears that seemed to run out already and saw that Ashton turned to look at me from a distance. A confused expression took over his cruel features. I really didn't understand what had gotten into their minds for them to think that what they just did was okay. I knew I should tell someone right then but, in all the stories that makes the victim more of a target sooo....
I don't know how but eventually I stumbled back to my house, my arms dangling by my sides as I made no attempt to discipline my left hand. I just watched it. Since I lost my leather jacket during the very 1 sided fight I let the burning sun dig into every cit and bruise left on my skin. I got home first thankfully so I got straight into the shower. I looked myself up and down in the big floor mirror and saw cuts, bruises and even a black eye forming. Great, how am I supposed to explain this to my family?
I applied some cream to every injury on my body, reaching around to every point of my back and then ate some cereal and brushed my teeth. I carefully put on some night shorts and a white tank top that I customised with an iron-on of my favourite creepypasta Masky. I got into bed leaving my hair down. Mum, Dad and Jack all had their own housekeys so I was surprised, shocked, and mostly scared when I heard a knock at the front door. I hadn't given Bethany my address! I grabbed a dressing gown to cover my arms and my heart jumped to my throat as I saw who my visitor was. "W-w-what the fuck are you doing at my house?!" I yell-squeaked as Ashton blocked me from slamming the door shut. I think he was about to speak but I screamed "Get out!! NOW!!!" But he wouldn't leave, he actually tried to walk into my house! I tried to push him out but when he moved forward his foot was trapped behind mine and I slammed into the hardwood floor, my back was stinging like a bitch. "DAISY!!!" I heard Jack's car park up and him pushing Ashton away from me. Jack's best friend Harry was with him and he helped me stand again. When I looked around I saw that Ashton was gone and Jack was locking and bolting the front door.