Heart Attack

Chapter 10 Unexpected

Oh my god, I can't believe that he's doing this in front of his friends. This is an unbelievable moment. "Dude, why are you holding this prick by her will? And why her?" I try to scream rape through his hand but it's hard to tell what I'm saying. I lick his hand but he just holds his hand closer to my mouth. "It's fun, she ain't a prick though." And he's defending me, but still holding me against my will. I stomp my foot hard agains't his foot and he lets out a small girly shriek. They start to laugh, I'm just smiling under his hand. This is a chance to embarrass him in front of his friends I figure and he won't be near me again if I do that. "Don't look like fun to me." Max says. I hate them all. So much. I try to wiggle my arms free but his grip is tight around my waist. I try to scream rape in progress but it's still hard to hear what I'm saying and I lick his hand again. This time he takes his hand off of my mouth and rubs it on the sleeve of my shirt. I take my chance to speak, "He's kidnapping me! Probably gonna ra...." And he puts his hand over my mouth again. "I'm taking her home guys. Her little bitchy self home." He lets go of me but grabs my arm with his left hand and doesn't let go. I glare at him, then his squad. "At least I don't got a princess squad. Guys, where are your tiaras?" I say putting on a confused expression and tilting my head to the side. "At least we ain't no emo bitch." Jay says. "Oh, stepping up Jay, finally got some guts; took you a while. Well you see, I ain't no emo bitch who cuts which is what emo's do, just in case you didn't know. You can look at me arms and look in the mirror while your at it only to see a fake scrawny little boy playing princess dress up. Ain't the straightest thing in the world hun. And you shouldn't say bitch to me, see I could sat worse things. Fag, man whore, piece of shit that was scraped at the bottom of the barrel, but my momma always says that if there isn't anything nice to say, don't say it at all. I guess your momma never told you that, what a shame." They all glare at me and Carlos looks at me with a surprised look. "Last time I checked, fag, man whore, and a piece of shit that was scraped at the bottom of the barrel isn't a nice thing to say." And now he's giving me attitude, uuuu, he needs a smacking from his momma. "And last time I checked, I said I could say that, but I didn't. Saying things I could say out loud is different than actually saying it out loud and directing it to someone, or a group of people." More attitude just pouring out of my mouth. I look at Carlos who is looking mad but at the ground. "Lets go, don't need a cat fight." Carlos says pulling me away but right when we're leaving I say, "Meow." With my hand doing the playful scratch thing. He pulls me fast where I here his friends calling out vicious kitty! after us. We keep walking and walking really fast  and he pushes me behind a tree once we can't see his friends anymore. He pins me against the tree with my back on is and his hands on bot of my shoulders.

"I think that went well." I say with a smile. He looks really angry and he's staring straight into my eyes with his flaring eyes. "Princess squad?" He snaps at me with a little piece of spit landing on me. "Ew, you got spit on my face!" He looks down with his cheeks blusing a light pink. "Ain't like my saliva hasn't been on your face before." His cheeks blush a brigt red and I can feel my cheeks start to blush to. He does not mention that ever again or I'll cut him in his sleep! "You do not speak of that or I kill you." I say in a serious voice. "You didn't have to call them that, you shouldn't have." What, excuse me?! "I said I could call them that, but I didn't. And I wasn't gonna let them get away with calling me an emo bitch." "I was gonna handle it." That is bull, he only got me out by pulling me and all he did was say I wasn;t a prick so he should just shut the fuck up! "That is such bullshit, you just stared; and your staring was towards the ground. All you did was say I wasn't a prick and then after a little while longer you pulled me out, my hero. You just like saved my fucking life right there."  elooks at me as I stare into his gorgeous eyes. Wait... Did I just call his eyes gorgeous? "You know you got some real fucking guts." "Thanks, worked on it my whole life. It's Friday right?" He looks at me surprised. "That doesn't give you any reason to show that you have guts. And yeah it's Friday, why?" "Just asking, now can you please let go of me, you seem to like to touch me, not in the wrong way though." I say with a soft smile and my cheeks burning red. He starts to blush and then lets go of me. "Thanks hun." I say kissing him lightly on the cheek then walking away towards my house. I can feel my cheeks burn red again, I hate when I blush.  I continue walking till I reach my house then I unlock the door and rush in. I go to the bathroom and brush my hair and teeth then wash my face. After that I run to my room and lock the door and the window, the shades are still closed so I keep it tha way. I change into my neon orange bikini covered wth silver sparkles. I ten put on a black tank top with dark blue shorts and I put my phone in my back pocket. I walk barefoot through my house and sit at my ocuch where Llu was asleep on the couch, was. As soon as I sit down Lu jumps up on me and starts to lick my nose, I start to smile and laugh picking him up and craddeling him in my arms like a baby.