sixteen
disintegrate
listen to melanie martinez' cover of creep
we were now walking towards harry's group of friends.
the left side of my jaw was on fire.
i couldn't move it.
so speaking was now out of the question.
and i knew better than to try and slap harry or push him away.
he was much faster than me.
stronger than me.
plus i was scared as to what he would do to me if i even tried.
he would probably do much worse than a cut on my face.
i shivered at the thought of that blade pressed into my skin again.
i had never felt pain that horrible.
one of the boys in the handful of people a lessening distance away had now said something, causing the rest of the weirdos to burst into hysterics.
i could feel the vibrations from harry's arm pressed into my back; butt now.
but i wasn't focusing on that right now.
i was zoned out.
all i cared about at the moment was finding a way out of here.
i could feel my breathing start to get heavy as panic started to set in.
i didn't have a phone.
my mom was probably still at work.
we were in the middle of the woods.
but i needed to stay calm, and i couldn't let these negative thoughts take over my weakening brain.
my already weak body.
'no stop that." my conscious demanded.
my whole jaw was throbbing now.
the pain was gruesome and it literally took everything in me not to just break down in tears right at that moment.
maybe i should just let harry have his way with me.
maybe i should just let go.
i thought about the easy possibility, but only for a second before i was interrupted by my subconscious once again.
'no!!!! you have to fight!!!! just stay strong' the voice inside my aching head screamed.
they were right.
i was right.
i had to stay strong; think a way out of here.
yes, i was weak.
i was smaller than everyone else.
i was outnumbered.
but that didn't matter.
i would get out of here.
i would escape.
the view in front of me came into my vision as i was set on what my mission was.
we were just about there; a couple steps more and we would be in the mix of the intoxicated and stoned teens.
i noticed that my back was hunched over, and instantly straightened myself up; arching my back as forward as i could.
i couldn't show my weak state.
i wouldn't.
"heyyy styles, took you long enough." a boy with blonde hair slurred, holding up an empty beer bottle.
i recognized him from earlier.
and as i studied the other faces that surrounded me; i realized that i had encountered them earlier.
these were the shits (excuse my language) that stole my bags.
i examined each of the foreign yet familiar faces as harry caught up with the blonde headed boy, of course not moving his grasp on me.
just like earlier, there were several girls and several boys.
i studied each of the girls' faces; intrigued by how different they looked from any girls i had certainly ever seen.
their lids were covered with what looked like black shadow, and it didn't just stop there.
oh it circled around each of their perfectly shaped eyes, making them look like they were apart of a heavy metal band.
and their clothing was; not a surprise; all black. but they were all wearing the sluttiest dresses i had ever laid eyes on.
it disgusted me.
thankfully they hadn't noticed me yet; they seemed to be occupied with the wine bottles in their hands at the moment.
i then payed close attention to the boys, and was once again left breathless.
they were each so attractive, as much as it hurt to say.
i felt that if i stared any longer, i would just burst because i couldn't handle.
so i wasn't sure whether to be relieved that their attention was either on a girl in a dress or the blunt in their hands.
all of these people; kids my age it seemed.
they intimidated me.
but i needed to try and stay confident, and not let my set thoughts on escaping wander.
i needed to try.
so although i couldn't really talk, i cleared my throat.
i did it with such force that it came out louder than expected.
i felt what was left of the feeling in my cheeks redden.
that wasn't supposed to happen.
the buzz of voices that had been going on was now at a halt, as i felt everyone's eyes on me.
they looked like they were waiting for something.
like they were waiting for me to say something.
the girls had this taunting expression on their face, like they knew they were better than me.
it intimidated me.
literally every boy in sight's mouth curved into a smirk, as if they were challenging me.
as if i was a piece of meat.
their eyes held lust.
it intimidated me.
but as much as i wanted to just hide my face in my hands
as much as i wanted to just drop to my knees and sulk in my desperation
i stood my ground.
i used up all the energy left inside me and forced three single words to come out of mouth and into the dead of night.
into the smell of substance and alcohol.
"who are you"
hope you guys liked it!! i kinda wrote this at 1 in the morning the day before school starts so sorrryyy
sorry if there are errors
oh and in the next chapter I'll introduce harry's group of friends aha
but yeah haha hope you like it please comment xx
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