Winter Danzell, is different. How you ask? Welllll.... She's not exactly normal. Not normal at all. I'm fact she's down right strange.
Chase Kander, Trevor Smith and Aiden Crader, everywhere they go they own the title of the hot, rich and athletic...
OK, so this is a flashback of Course. Chase was abused, but not for too long. Winter came into his life and eventually Chase stood up for himself which resulted in what happens down below ↓
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Chases P.O.V.
"Chase! Chase! Oh my God! Chase are you alright?"
I felt soft hands pressing against my stomach and hissed, or tried to, at the sudden pain. I hated that she was seeing me this way. She shouldn't have to see me all broken and bleeding. She'd already seen enough of that stuff. I really wanted to rest my eyes for a moment.
"Chase! Don't you dare close your eyes on my I swear to God- Chase!" I could hear her voice. It was sounding farther and farther again.
The distant sound a the wail of a siren captured my attention again just long enough to catch Winter's worried face which kept me from doing just that.
I could feel my body being lifted but all I wanted was to soothe the frightened, panicky eyes above. I reached up weakly for Winter's hand beside him. Able to give it a light squeeze before I passed out.
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A throb pounding in my temples arose myself from a deep fog. I groaned. Peeling back my lids, getting accustom, I took in the view and smell of a hospital. Great. Iran a system check, shifting around on the uncomfortable pillow and bed.
A hand touched my arm, "Chase?" I looked and grinned goofily, "Ahh, Snowbunny. Come to break me out?" Damn. Mental note to self, don't try grin. Punched jaws hurt like hell.
I watched her Adam's apple bob. "If that's what you want yes. Trevor and Axel-- And Aiden are waiting to take you to home." Home. That meant he was spending the night at Trevs house.
"Alright. Help me up Snowbunny," My feet were already out of bed and on the ground. Painfully I ignored the sharp pains and aches from an all out beating and limped with the help of my Snowbunny.
Just before they reached the door, he stopped and turned to his Winter. "I promise I will never let anyone hurt you. Ever." The single word he'd spoken echoing in his head all the way home.
Ever.
Winters P.O.V.
One day after prologue.
My hand struck out, lashing towards the red punching bag. Upper hook left hook, right hook, turn, round house kick. A pause, then fast punches and kicks struck the bag. It swayed jerkily, bouncing around.
I wanted to banish every thought, every memory, every image from yesterday. It hurt to every think about anything, even for a second. The pain of seeding my friend like that... It just destroyed me.
By the time the my ability to go any longer stopped, sweat was soaking through my thin shirt. In a matter of minutes, two water bottles had been gulped down. The frustration had seeped away leaving only bruised knuckled, sweat, and aching arms and legs.
The ache in my legs, arms, in my entire body, was enough to forget. Even if it only lasted a few hours.
Climbing the stairs from the cellar, I climbed those to my room. Fell across the bed, still sweaty and in need of a shower. I cried.
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