Emma
- continuation of December 14th
~ after school
After sauntering out of the women's gym locker room to the crowded sea of high schoolers in the hallways, eventually making it out of the school building alive, my body suddenly gets lifted off the concrete ground, a pair of strong arms engulfed around my waist with two pairs of firm hands tightly gripped around my wrists and another palm covering my mouth for the upcoming yells. Instantly reacting as my eyelids widen in alarm and panic with my heart rate increasing to the max, retrieved the vile memory of my last torturing incident like deja vu, awakening as my legs started to kick in the air forcefully with my faint desperate screech releasing from my shielded mouth, trying to loosen their grasps but instead, their grips strained harder, twisting my wrist joint as my face scrunched in from the utter pain that's happening, wishing it could just stop. A rough sotto males voice whispered in my ear harshly, feeling the spit come at my pale skin in disgust "Shut the fuck up little girl or else your hands will get ripped off." Nervous sweat driplets started to run down my back with bitter tears coming out of my tight shut eyes. Remembering the jocks from last time, it's most likely them again. Indicating for me to stop trying to get out since the strain was already hurting badly, they still gripped me as the jocks walked over to wherever they are going to torture me now, probably gonna hurt me even worse than last time but.. What the hell did I do? What did I do wrong this time? Is it my job to please them of something?
~
Opening my eyes as my orbs wandered the surroundings, seeing a mass of high schoolers cheering on the assholes who are carrying my scrawny hostaged body. A variety of high schoolers had their cell phones handy in one hand but their other hands hid behind their backs suspensefully, leaving me anxious to what the fuck is going on. Wait, why are other high schoolers here?? So many questions are running through my head all at once, resulting in an awful headache later.
Then the jocks led me to the gray damaged folding chair that is back against the graffitied brick wall. The more we got closer, the more the fear that's crushing internally will burst out any moment. As soon as we made it next to the beaten up chair, the jocks vigorously dropped me down on to the chair, hearing insane faint laughter from the crowd of impatient yet immature high schoolers in the background when I actually fell to the gravel ground instead, feeling every little painful rock as my body pounded. Then an annoyed jock got me off the ground while mumbling under his breath, which I could hear distinctly "Come on, you're making the audience wait." aggressfully placing me onto the chair once again. Then two jocks decided to tie my hands and feet together with a Manila rope, tighter than the previous grip which made me slightly wince. What's the point in fighting back if they will force me harder?
What the hell have I gotten myself into?
To get the semi crowd of other students to shut up, one of the main jocks aka the quarterback named Colton that shielded my mouth decided to stand on another folded chair but except that chair looked brand new than the one I'm held captive to. He quickly grabbed a referee whistle from his pocket, positive that he stole that whistle from coach, Colton placed it in between his dry chapped lips and let out a loud whistle, making everyone basically go deaf, not really but it silenced the people, now retained their full attention on the quarterback standing on the chair as he announces, loud enough for everyone to hear every word "Aye yo guys! So we know this isn't a dope ass football game, but we've got a little surprise for you today!"
Before he continues, his index finger points to his right which is directly towards my helpless self as he asks the crowd "You all know Brady right?" a lot yell in unison 'yes' as some nodded their heads, Colton then continued while he put down his index finger "We all know that she is what we call a whore who can't keep her filthy paws away from a group named EXO right?" everyone yelled in agreement to his absurd statement that made me cringe in the inside, knowing that isn't fucking true! Colton then spoke as he said "We all know EXO doesn't like her and have been basically begging Brady to stay away from them but you know what she does??.. She ends up fucking with one of the members and moves on to another member!" my eyes widen in utter shock to what's coming out of Colton's inhumane mouth as my eyes narrowed to crinkled slits of disgust. Then my vision shifts in front of me to notice a lot of teenage girls gasped in revolt, sending me death glares from my false actions when I bluntly announced in defense, loud enough for the crowd and Colton to hear fine

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