The next thing I knew I was on the cement.
I was sitting in a pool of blood. Was it mine, I have no idea. My body screamed with pain, as I picked myself off the ground. I looked around and I was right outside of the bus. I ran my hand through my hair. I walked no scratch that I staggered toward the door, trying to move to fast since my whole head was spinning. Like I was dizzy not actually spin. I made it to the door and opened it. I heard Isabelle’s laughter and followed it. “OH MY GOD! ROSE!” I heard her scream. My whole world got blurry and then I felt arms around me right before I passed out yet again.
Greg’s POV (Oh! New character!)
I can’t believe he just did that. And I can’t believe I let him do it. That’s what I get for driving the get away car. Just because I’m his little brother doesn’t mean I have to do everything he says. Why her? She was too pretty to do that too. What was her name? Rose or some thing. She looked about my age maybe younger. She must have done something terrible for Grayson to do something like this. (A/N so it was Grayson!). He got in the car and said drive. He was covered in blood, hers probably. The deed was done and it was behind us. I’ve never seen him go to this extent to punish someone who pissed him off. He can be a really dick and push people around but physically and mentally beating them is only thing he does to one person. That person would be me. But this girl, I guess we have something in common. My brothers little love taps or kill shots as I call’em. Why haven’t I told anyone? If it’s bad now, do you think it will get better? No it will get worst. Grayson can get himself out of any situation with a flick of his wrist. He’d be back beating the tar out of me in no time. Hopefully, this girl can get away before she’s like me, totally under his power.
Rose’s POV
“Rose. Please wake up! I know you can hear me! God we are all worried about you. Even Isabelle and Jake stopped making out to see if you were okay. That’s big! Wake up baby girl” I heard Sandra say. I felt someone’s hand in mine so I squeezed. “Andy! Andy come here!” she said. I hadn’t opened my eyes yet but I was still squeezing Sandra’s hand. “What is it Sandra?” I heard Andy say. “I think she’s waking up” Sandra said. I decided to open my eyes. “Nurse! Nurse! She’s awake!” Andy yelled out the door. I was in a hospital bed. Sandra was in a chair beside me and Andy was standing at the door. ‘Where is everyone?” I asked. “Outside in the waiting room I’ll go get them” Andy said in kind of a hurry. He left without saying another word. “Sandra what happened to me?” I asked. “We don’t know. You came in the dressing room, and you looked horrible. Your clothes were ripped and tattered. You were bleeding all over. You had the word “bitch” written across you forehead and you just fainted. Thankfully Ashley was there to get you so you wouldn’t fall on the floor. Other than that we have no idea.’ She said stroking me hand. “I painted your nails for you.” She said. I looked down at my freshly painted black fingernails and smiled. “Sandra?” I asked my smile disappeared. “Yeah?” she asked. “I think Grayson attacked me. The person I saw was too big and muscular to be Alison and I don’t have any other enemies. I think.” I said “Uh, do you think it was-“ she was interrupted by Ashley bursting through the door. “Sorry I came so late! Oh what do we have here and intense conversation?” he asked out of breath “Oh god no!” both me and Sandra said. “Oh yes! Come on Rosey, it will cheer you up! Please!’ he said. I looked at him. “Fine!” “Yay!!! Ready okay. OooH! I just walked into an intense conversation, an intense conversation. A conversation that is happens between two or more people at the same time. OooH! An intense conversation!” he sang. “Alright shut up!” Jinxx said coming in the room. “Hey how ya feeling?” he asked as he kissed m6y forehead. “Okay I guess” I said as everyone packed into my small hospitable bed room.
‘The nurse said you can leave now.” Isabelle said as I got dressed in some clothes she brought me. “I’ll be out in a minute.” I said looking at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess, my usual pail skin was bruised and whatnot. But other than that I looked fine. We got in the bus and Sandra told me to go get some rest and they would wake me up when they stopped for food later. Jake was buying so I could miss that. I was about to clime into my bunk when something cot my eye. In Andy’s bunk there was a starbucks coffee cup. It had my hand writing on it. I smiled.
