Brooke:
I change into my Navy Blue Thrasher sweater, leggings, a striped vans shirt and some adidas superstars. I fix up my hair and make-up. Hopefully if I look better, my luck will change. Who am I kidding, I'm going to get beat up again. I'm wasting my breath and my make-up. I still keep it on to fade out my cuts and bruises. I look at my phone and see a notification, it was a text by Blake.
From Blake:
Look, you hurt Angie, she misses you. Can you try to talk to her. She is ignoring me too.
I texted him back
To Blake:
Eventually yeah. I'm trying to
find myself again. Tell her I'm sorry and I'll be back to my old self as soon as I can. Sorry Blake.
I left walking. My house is so quiet now that my mom is gone. But she still visits when she can though. I have this feeling that today is going to be a great day.
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I was wrong. Today was like any other day, just a little bit extra I guess you can say. Hunter walked past my locker smirking at me. "I'm going to have so much fun!" He laughed with his friends.
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"Yo slut! Come here! Let's have some fun!" Hunter called to me. I ignored him. Big mistake. He caught up to me on his skateboard and pulled me down. "See what happens when you don't listen to me Brooklyn?" He stopped and kicked my shoulder. I scream in pain.
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He is still throwing me around with his 2 friends. He lifted me by my collar and hissed "remember when I said don't talk to Brandon? When I told you to stay to finish the project? Well here is what happens when you don't listen. I'll make sure you learn your lesson and you'll listen to me next time. Won't you?" I nodded in pain. "I won't be so sure until I'm done with my lesson." He continued to beat me. I eventually couldn't breathe or move. He slammed me against the concrete, as a final blow. I hit the concrete head first , all I felt was sudden and massive pain. I gasped out harshly trying to gulp in oxygen "help me", soon enough everything became black.
Hunter:
"Hunter don't you think you went to far this time? I-I don't think she is breathing anymore." My friend Collins looked at me with fear that we killed her. I looked at Brooke. Fear washed over me, she was all cut, bruised and appeared to barely be breathing. I. Did That? I shook myself out of my thoughts. "No Collins. Watch, she'll be back by tomorrow like usual. I see when she gets home, we are neighbors. She knows to not stop the routine, especially after today. Now let's go. I don't want to get caught." I started walking home as Collins and Jacob start heading home as well. I look down at my hands. They are covered in blood and slightly bruised and cut. I take another look at my shoes. Covered in dirt and blood as well. I've never had so much of her blood on my clothes until now. What if I did go to far? What if I did kill her? "No Hunter, stop thinking like that. You didn't kill her she is going to show up tomorrow to school like usual. Then the whole process will repeat." I tell myself. I go to the bathroom to shower and clean my shoes from the blood. Half of me is satisfied of what I did today, the other half is scared to death and regretful of hurting Brooke.
Brandon:
I was on my way home from school with snacks, I got detention again and I went to the store to get snacks for me and Brooke because Monday is our hang-out night. I decided to call her to let her know because I had canceled it because i would've been busy, turns out I wasn't. I get out my phone and call her.
I've called her several times and will not pick up. I call once more, and by this time I'm at the ally that she and I use as a shortcut sometimes. I hear slight ringing as I approach the alley. The ringtone. It was "You and Me" by Flume, it was her favorite song. I picked up my pace as my heart beat did. I began running into the alley. Flat down the middle, Broke laid there all bruised, cut and covered in blood. She hardly was breathing, she hardly had a pulse. I broke into tears. I called the ambulance.
Brandon is bold:
"Hello? This is 911 speaking. What is the emergency?"
My... girlfriend. She is hardly breathing and has a pulse! I'm on the alley in between century and foxing!!! Please hurry!!!"
Sir, calm down. Do you know what happened?
No!!! I-- I think she got beat by somebody? I'm not sure.
Sir. Is she awake? What is her name?
Um... she is unconscious. Her name is Brooklyn Franz. But she prefers to be called Brooke. Please hurry!!!
We are sending ambulances on the way immediately. Make sure she is still breathing and has a pulse. It's crucial.
Thank you.
I was balling my eyes out. Who would do this to such a sweet girl? Why would somebody do this? Before I knew it the ambulance was putting her in the truck. As I was about to go in, I was stopped by a man who was in his late 40's "you can't come in. People close to her allowed in so-" I got angry and tugged on his collar "I'm her boyfriend! Shut up and do your job block head." I let go of him and got into the car. I should have been with her, then she wouldn't have gotten into this state of her body condition in the first place.
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