The Bad Boys and I

CH 4: Scott in my home

{ Rachel is trapped in the bathroom with Scott what will happen}

Rachel POV

I ran into the nearest stall locking the door behind me leaning up against it.

"Open the door" he whispered. Tears ran down my cheeks as I took out my phone searching for Damien, Scott slammed onto the door making me panic. Even though Damien is at school I text anyway thinking he'd come for me.

Me: Help me :'(

The last thing I recall was Scott kicking the door so hard my face connected with the toilet. I woke up in the hospital with a major headache and 7 stitches on my forehead.

"Babe, you're up, umm Ricky just stepped out"Damien smiled. "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you" I could see his confusion "For weeks now I knew Scott Levine was a student at my school and I didn't tell you because I didn't want to worry you" I cried.

"You're better not be telling me that bastard is responsible for this?" he pointed to my stitches"

"He followed me into the bathroom and....and he pinned me to wall and he.. he" I showed him the hickey on my neck. "I managed to get him off me and ran into a stall where he kicked in the door making me hit my head onto the toilet".

Damien hugged me as I cried uncontrollably, his hand rubbed my back comforting me. "I'm going to make him regret ever meeting me".

Damien POV

I hugged her as she cried uncontrollably, my hand rubbing her back comforting her. "I'm going to make him regret ever meeting me".

"You're up" Ricky came back in smiling. The school called her parents who might I add are never in the country so they called Ricky. As much as Ricky and Rachel like to say they hate each other; they're always there for each other.

I let go of her so she could hug her brother. "I'm coming back" I said softly. "I've already signed her out by ti-" "I'll just meet you at your house" I told Rachel kissing her cheek interrupting him and left.

I wasn't sure where I was going I just needed to drive. While driving I saw Scott alone sitting on the hood of his car. "Levine" I yelled getting off my bike. I threw the first punch knocking him off his car. I didn't give him a chance to get up, I kicked and kicked until he held my leg dragging me onto the ground he began punching me, I rolled him over but before I could punch him a bunch of people took me off him.

Rachel POV

"You alright?" Ricky asked me for the 50th time. I nodded. I made him promise not to tell mom and dad what actually happened to me, to tell them I just fell.

It's nice seeing my brother being nice to me because for weeks now he have been rather vex with me because when mom said she wanted to transfer us from Jensen High to Hilton Top High, he disagreed with her strongly and I agreed because I'm too nice to back him up against my own mother. I'm not going to lie, I do whatever my mother says like a mommas lil girl.

Damien came by after 9 and held me all night as I slept.

The next day Damien had to go away for the weekend to visit his aunt Lucy in the hospital, in London. I wanted to go but my mother came home and asked me to stay.

I drove him to the airport so he wouldn't have to take a cab. "I already miss you" he whispered making me smile. He pulled me into his hard chest into a deep kiss, his hands went into my back pockets as my hands roam through his soft brown hair.

I miss him already. At least I'll be a bit DRAMA free this weekend.

I got home to see my mom with aunt Julie, I ran into their arms. "You've gotten big" aunt Julie smiled. "I'll like you to meet my son in law Scott" Please tell me he isn't Scott Levine.

I turned around slowly praying to God that when I turn I don't see... "Oh you got to be kidding me" I muttered. "You two go to the same school" my mom said cheerfully. "Can you guys excuse me a moment?"

I ran to my room muffling my screams into a pillow when someone came into my room. I looked up to be face to face with Scott.

"How's your head?" Is he serious? "Can you please get out of my room, I don't want any trouble" His eyes narrowed to my pink and gold tiles. " I'm sorry".

Bad boy say what now!

I don't know if he was messing with me or if he was actually being sincere.

"Sweetie, aunt Julie and I are going out and come back, can you keep Scott company". Can this day get any worse.

Bare in mind aunt Julie isn't really my aunt, she's just my mom's best friend whom I call my aunt. Thank God 'cause I wouldn't like to be related to Scott.

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TitiMars