-Marcel's POV-
This day was going by horribly slow. And to make things even worse, I have PE next which I absolutely despise. Even though I work out, I still never was a pro at sports. We did do the occasional running laps which most people hated, but I prayed for it since I have become pretty good at the treadmill.
The coach was about to tell us what we would be doing today and... yes! Yes! YES! We're doing laps today! I knew something good always came from a bad day!
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After stretching, we were all set to run. I was already on my 5th lap when everyone else was on their 4th. I looked back for a second just to see if anyone was right behind me. Big mistake. Next thing I knew, I tripped and was face down on the floor. All I heard was laughter as my head pounded. I wanted to cry so bad but I knew that I couldn't, not in school. The wind was soon knocked out of me when I hear a familiar voice call out "Hey look the nerd fell!" and a large foot was pressed down onto my back with major force then lifted off just as quick.
The amount of pain I am feeling is indescribable. I feel as if someone took me and snapped me in half. I wasn't very aware of what was going on but I seemed to have made out the words "Mr. Tomlinson!" and I was soon being lifted and brought inside. Then I blacked out.
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-Louis' POV-
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh SHIT! I'm going to get killed if this gets told to my mother. Next thing I knew, I was being dragged into the building by Mr. Burns, our not so soft principal. We were sat down in his office. I had no clue where Marcel was but he is going to get it this time.
"Alright. Mr. Styles might remember what had happened, but the fall he took was pretty hard. I want you to write on a peice of paper your side of the story. When he wakes up, he will tell me what he remembers. Next we will bring in a few witnesses and they will describe what they saw. If your story doesn't match up to theirs Mr. Tomlinson, there will be consequences.
I might as well give it a shot.
"We were running in PE when all of a sudden I saw Marcel trip and fall, I didn't notice until I got to him and I tripped over him." Was all I wrote. It definitely wasn't the truth, but it was close. Right?
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-Marcel's POV-
I had finally gained consciousness, but I had a huge pain in the middle of my back. We were in the nurses office and for some reason our principal and Louis were both there. I guess the gym teacher had said something.
"Ok, let's get this settled," Mr. Burns started, "Mr. Tomlinson has told me his side of the story, I want you, Mr. Syled to tell me what happened then we will bring in a few witnesses to tell what they saw."
"Um, ok, I'll try my best but it was a little fuzzy." I responded, it was the truth.
"That's all I'm asking"
"Ok, well I was running, then I looked back to see if there was anyone behind me and tripped." Louis' gaze was hard on me. I'm guessing his story wan't the full truth. I don't want to lie but I know that if I don't he'll beat me until I stop breathing. Maybe I'll just pretend I don't remember all of it.
"Um, I heard Louis say something but don't quite remember what it was. Then I felt a lot of pressure on my back and then pain." At least if Louis gets in trouble the blood won't be on my hands.
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-Louis' POV-
Minutes later, Mr. Burns came back with a small stack of papers, I'm guessing from the witnesses. It was nice knowing you, because when this is over I will be dead.
"Alright," he started "Most of these papers seem to have the same story... except two." What? "These two match Louis' story. Are you familiar with Mr. Zayn Malik and Mr. Liam Payne?" Shit guys. Like thanks for backing me up, but really?
"Um, no, I'm not friendly with them" Sorry guys, it had to be done... then I heard someone whisper.
"bfuollfshvit"
"Excuse me Mr. Styles?" Mr. Burns spoke my thoughts.
"It's bullshit." What the fuck is he doing? Does he even know who's in the room right now?!
-Marcel's POV-
Why the hell was I even lying for him in the first place? He's going to beat my whether I lied or not. It was bullshit.
"Mr. Styles we do not tolerate the use of that kind of language in school."
"Well it's true," I started staring right back into Louis' furious gaze as I continued, "they're his best mates. All three of them for the past two years have been bullying me. Verbally and physically."
"Thank you for finally speaking up Mr. Styles. As for you Mr. Tomlinson, come with me."
Before Louis left the room, he turned around and came dangerously close to my side. He whispered right next to my ear, "You shouldn't have done that." Then before I knew what was happening, he punched me right in the gut...hard.
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Amy was driving me home pounding me with how "proud she is that I told someone" but also that I was "stupid for doing it right in front of Louis". She was right but there was no other time for it to be done. After about 5 minutes of her lecture I just stopped listening and watched the houses go by.
We were stopped at a red light and outside the window I saw two adorable little girls playing in the snow in front of what I assume to be their house (picture of the house on the side). All of the sudden I saw their mother come out and yell at them to get back inside. I guess she was unaware of the passing cars who could easily hear her.
The two girls begged her for a little longer out in the snow. I thought she would have easily said yes... mine would have. But nope, something terrible happened. Their mother harshly slapped one of them right across the face. As they cried, she dragged one of them by a fistfull of hair and the other with a tight hold on her wrist.
I wanted to just get out of the car and smash her head in but i knew I couldn't do that since Amy had already started driving again and the door was locked. I felt terrible.
