RED.

3

*Red*

I was on my way to first period when it happened again.

All of a sudden fingers wound themselves into my hair and I was yanked back with violent force, tiny stabs of pain shot through my scalp and I could feel some strands of hair being ripped out from the roots at the force being used.

All of a sudden the fingers let loose their grip and my body,still reeling from shock,couldn't keep up with the turn of events and so as soon as the person let go of my hair my body kissed the cold tiled floor with a silent thud.

The door clicked shut somewhere not so far off as a number of footsteps made their way towards me while I frantically felt around for my white stick.

"A-are y-y-you guys sure about this?"
The small high-pitched voice of a girl asked nervously.

"Of cooouuurrrse I'm sure about this sarah...she's blind, she won't even know who did it,plus, Damien's looking out for us in case anyone's coming" The impatient voice of her friend snapped back at her as she tapped her foot rhythmically against the ground.

And at her words my heart beat itself up mercilessly against my ribs as the all too familiar fingers of fear tightened it's grip on my throat, making it hard for me to breathe.

"I-i don't know about this Tiffany...I mean she's-"

"Do you want to get back in with Lucy or not?" the low voice of called Tiffany shot back in an irritated manner.

"Y-y-yeah..."

"Then this is necessary because it's all about solidarity, Sarah, as her friend your enemy is her enemy and vice versa. Right now her enemy is this Red girl and we have to show our support, the stunt you pulled the other day with Chloe has already cost us enough. Zoë make sure everything gets on camera, okay?"

"Yup"

I started feeling sorry for the girl who was currently being forced to do what she didn't want to do, well that was until my slow-as-snail brain finally figured out that maybe these girls didn't drag me in here for a cuddle and for mouse-girl over there to be reluctant about doing whatever the hell it is they were planning to do...then it was about time that I hot footed it out of here.

But it was too late.

For as I started scrambling across the floor feeling frantically around for my white stick the sound of footsteps slowly-almost reluctantly-making their way in my direction greeted my ears.

And just like that the adrenaline kicked in.

I was up on my feet before I knew it and was running around the room my fingers on the wall to guide me around the room.

I knew it was no use, that they would catch me in the next few seconds but dammit I had to try.

There was no way I was going to let them do whatever the hell it was that they had in store for me without at least a fight.

And I guess that was exactly what they wanted.

'cause as soon I was on my feet and running around someone shouted "Zoë are you recording this??!!" with a voice full of excitement and sadistic intent and I guess that person was Tiffany.

Surprisingly they didn't even bother running after me to catch me or something.

They just let me run round knowing fully well that I couldn't get far and all the while laughing at me while I stumbled in the dark.

"T-t-this has gone on l-l-long enough don't you think?!" mouse-girl screamed above the laughter and as soon as she said that my shin collided with someone's jean-clad leg and I tripped and fell to the floor.

Hard.

"Z-zoë a-a-are y-you getting this?" mouse-gorl stuttered her way through the sentence, all the while sounding so guilty,scared and vulnerable that I found myself feeling sorry for her all over again.

I'm pathetic,right?

"Yeah, yeah Sarah, carry on you're doing a great job so far"

Long-thin-spider-like fingers wound themselves in my hair again and I was hoisted to my feet again.

For someone who sounded so weak and vulnerable she sure had a lot of strength in her.

Silence filled the whole room as the tension that had built up could be cut through with a knife as everyone held their breath in the anticipation of what would happen next.

"Z-zoë-"

"Do what you have to do Sarah"

"B-b-but-"

"Now"

And then I felt lips graze slightly against my ear and hair brush up my face as she whispered words so quietly that I barely even caught it.

Words that took me entirely and utterly by surprise.

"I'm sorry Red I don't want to hit you but we have to make this as real as possible, the first hit is going to hurt as they have to see you go down...but for the others...you know how to act right?"

I was too stunned to say anything in reply.

And Sarah probably took my silence as a yes.

A sharp, burning pain spread through my right cheek as a fist connected with it and I went crashing to the ground.