Holding On

Chapter Eighteen

          We walked to our lockers, apparently Joey's locker is in the same locker bay. I didn't know that. I grabbed my stuff from my locker before locking it again. Jake and Joey had already left. They said they had to do something important. After thinking for a while I decided to go to my class. But it looked like the devil had its own wishes. There in front of me stood Jasmine herself with Bella and Madison at her sides. Jasmine was nothing like me, she had dirty blond hair, and hazel eyes. She got my mom's genes whereas I got my dad's. That's good though because when people see us, they can't tell that we're sisters. I mean I wouldn't want to be sisters with a witch like her.

          I almost walked by her, but I was pushed back into the lockers. I felt a sharp pain in my back, one of the locks was stabbing into my back. "Where do you think you're going??" Madison and Bella asked in unison. It was rather creepy if you ask me. "To my class, like duh." This only caused Jasmine to snarl at me. I rolled my eyes, oh boy. The devil herself spoke, "you listen to me, Rose," she said my name with disgust. Then she continued, "if 'it' isn't here by this Wednesday," she starts counting on her fingers, "oh and look at that!! Wednesday is tomorrow!! You better be willing to pay for your consequences." Her and the other queen bees walked away. I never even knew she went to this school, oh well. I shrugged my shoulder, and walked to my first class.

          When I walked into the classroom, I quickly sat in the seat beside Joey. He whispered over to me, "what took you so long??" I responded, "oh, nothing. I just ran into some trouble on the way here. Nothing to worry about though." The teacher looked in our direction, and shushed us. Joey and I snickered a bit. Mr. Finn never liked it when people talked during his lessons. Something buzzed in my back pocket, I pulled out my phone. I had a text from Mason, but he has school suspension. So what could he be texting me for?? I just ignored it, and shoved my phone in my back pocket. It's okay, Mason can surely wait.

          School went by like a blink of an eye. Shit, I had totally forgot to check Mason's message. I quickly read the message.

Mason: Meet me outside behind the school, we need to talk. I'll be waiting there at the end of the day. Don't bring anyone.

          I grabbed my stuff from my locker. "Hey Jake??" He turned to me, "yes, Rose??" I bit the inside of my cheek nervously, "I have to do something, is it okay if you guys wait for me?? I'll text you when I'm done. It shouldn't take long." He smiled kindly, "yes, definitely. Where will you be??" Then I was nervous again, "behind the school." He decided not to question me any further. I took my time on making it behind the school.

          Two people grabbed me by my arms, and stopped me from struggling. Then Mason walked in front of me, he looks guilty. "I'm sorry, Rose. I have to do this. I really don't want to, but I have to," that's all Mason said. What could he mean by that?? I regretted that I mentally asked that question because I took a blow to the face by Mason. Then a couple of blows to the stomach. The two people let go of me, and I fell to the ground. Automatically curling up into a little ball. I couldn't see who the other two guys were, but I think they were Fred and Paul. They all started kicking me, and then a foot kicked me in the face. Everything went quiet. I was about to pass out, but I had some energy in me. I forced my self to pull out my phone, and sent Jake a message. I tried typing 'help,' but I couldn't see or focus. So I basically sent a message that was like this:

To Jake:
Helkp mr

          A couple minutes passed with me laying down on the floor not being able to move. My phone was just there. I heard two pairs of footsteps. At the beginning they were slow, and steady, but then they got louder and quicker as if they were running. I was instantly picked up, and I winced at the sudden amount of pain I was feeling throughout my body. I heard a voice from the side calling my name, it was a male voice. It sounded like Joey. I tried to focus my eyes on who was holding me, and it looked like Jake. I spoke out weakly, "Jake, Joey??" Then Joey held my hand, "yes, I'm here baby. I'm so sorry this happened to you. Who did this??"

          I didn't say anything. They brought me back to Jake's car as fast as possible. Jake put me in the back seats to rest. As soon as he let me lie down on the seats, my eyes couldn't stay open any longer. I just passed out.