Alone: Chapter 3

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~the next day~
I woke up and thought here we go again same thing will happen. I got up, got ready, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and went to the bus stop. The day passed slowly. I got a note to say wait at your locker, I thought why not what was the worse that could happen.As I waited by my locker I seen John and his friends walk up and here we go again.I cried out in pain as his fist connected with my cheek. He pulled me close and said "I want to give you a beating you won't forget," a chuckle was heard as he said this. He threw me down as he kicked me in my face and I felt a thick substance trickle down my pale face. Blood. I knew instantly the substance was blood. I couldn't try and struggle away as I felt another hard kick in stomach. His friends came around and pinned me down and stood on my arms and legs their weight crushing my bones. I cried out but no one heard me or didn't care what happened to me. As I realized this I started to cry as John continued punching and kicking me. "I'll see you again doll face ," John hissed as he ran away. I felt a hand on me and helped me up, I was barely awake when someone picked me up bridle style and carried me to a car and took me to the hospital. As the doctors took me away I sneaked a look at who brought me here it was Jase. The doctors took me in a room put numbing stuff near my gashes and stitched me up. When I was done I was told there was 25 stitches all together. They told me to stay over night to see if I had a concussion. After they got me in a room Jase, Mason, and James walked in. I instantly shrunk down as they looked at me.
"Hi," they all said in unision.
"Hi," I replied. "Thanks for helping me back there."
"No problem, how are you feeling?"
"Pretty good actually," I said
"Good, why did they do that to you?" Jase asked with a worried expression.
"I don't know, they do it kind of often but never this bad anyway,"
"Do you know why?" He asked
"Because I'm the girl that no one likes," I said barely enough to be heard.
"I care clearly or I would have left you there," He said with a quiet voice realizing its not something I wanted to talk about. After that we small talked for a few hours and then a nurse came and said visiting hours were over so we said our goodbyes. I thought for a few hours before I drifted off to sleep.

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