Perfectly Unseen

9: dangerous and a loser

D a n g e r o u s
and a loser
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AURORA was coming home today! My mood was a million times better as I skipped into Math class. My teacher -Mrs Dawson- gave me a smile, telling me she was glad to see me back on my feet. Of course then she proceeded to give us students so much work my head spun.

"Hey, creep." One of my classmates snickered out as I spun to face him with a glare.

Dammit, Ashton! I was even answering to the nickname now.

"Give me your answers, you ugly piece of shît." Lucas sneered with a demented look in his eye.

Whoa! Who did he think he was? My father? Nah.

I scoffed, "Yeah, no. I'd rather not. Go find someone else to bother, jerk." I rolled my eyes as his face transformed into a scary expression.

"Bîtch, you can't speak to me like that," He growled dangerously as his grey eyes narrowed at me.

I shook my head and turned back in my seat. Lucas was a known bully, as if I was going to let him scare me into doing his stupid biddings. Besides, he wasn't half as intimidating as Ashton.

"Fûck you, you fûcking creep. I'll make you regret your disrespect." He whispered threateningly as I tried to ignore him.

Of course ignoring him became a lot harder after class. He grabbed my arm, shoving me into the locker, causing my entire body to ache instantly as the sound filled the hall. My eyes glared at the out of control big guy in front of me. Unlike Ashton who bullied because he was an arrogant son of a female dog, Lucas did it for power. He wasn't attractive and he knew it. He was overweight, had scars on his face from pimples and his beady eyes were too small in proportion to the rest of his features.

His chubby hand tightened around my small arm until I knew there was going to be a mark there. "You fûcking creep. I will destroy you." He was right up in my face as his terrible breath of onions and garlic hit my face.

"Get your hands off of me, Lucas." I hissed, watching the group of kids form as they stopped and stared in shock.

He shoved me once again against the lockers, his face turned up in a sneer. "You're nothing. You're a worthless piece of garbage." He shouted, as I finally had enough.

Well, there went my ban on violence. My knee swiftly went up, landing directly into his groin, causing him to keel over with a loud groan and fall over onto the floor.

"Don't touch me again." I scowled at him as he curled up in the fetal position on his side.

Rolling my eyes in annoyance, I stepped over him and begun to walk away from the crowd.

"You fûcking bîtch!" I suddenly heard just as my eyes widened in horror from the large fist heading straight my way.

Before the fist could land into me, another hand took the blow as it grabbed it just in time. "You don't ever hit a fûcking girl!" The furious voice roared out as he twisted one of Lucas's friends wrists painfully as he howled out.

My eyes went even wider as I took in my saviour: Ashton freaking Ryder. And he was livid. He stood beside me, towering over Andrew and I as his body literally shook from the rage coursing through his veins. His eyes were impossibly darker as he glared into Andrews terrified soul.

"You or your friends even try to touch her again, I will rip your fûcking balls-" this was where I covered my ears, watching him spit out the ugly threat as he practically broke Andrews wrist. Veins were sticking out of Ashton's neck and I was almost afraid they were going to all pop.

After letting Andrew go, I uncovered my ears and continued to watch him in mixed befuddlement and uncertainty. I was holding my breath, just waiting for him to insult me and leave.

He turned to me, his eyebrows crunched together as he inspected me with a tightened jaw. "Don't mess with those guys, little creep. Lucas might be a loser but he's dangerous." He scowled with ragged breath from his adrenaline rush. "He'd gladly hurt you in ways I wouldn't even dare to think of." His nose wrinkled up in disgust. "Stay away from them or I'll have to hurt them."

He pushed past me, heading to biology which was only a few doors away. Swallowing nervously I followed him, clutching my books to my breasts as my chest pounded up and down from how fast my heart was beating. What a morning.

I hoped Ashton realized it was all his fault in the first place. I bet it was only going to get worse too.