Chapter 4

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Brooke's POV
I ran out of the house as quickly as Possible. I didn't want anyone seeing me cry. I felt weak and vulnerable. As I'm about to open the door to my Lamborghini someone wraps there arms around my waist. But damn did that person smell good. I turn around to see who it was and let out a small gasp.
It was Vincent. What on earth did he want now?
"What" I ask rubbing my eyes with my fingertips.
But the crying only increased and more tears fell.
I was surprised when he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a hug. I willingly accepted his hug and started crying into his chest. I haven't felt this safe In a long time. When I'm done crying my eyes out I take a step back. I take a quick glance at his white shirt hoping he wouldn't notice. But he did sadly. My mascara was smudged all over his shirt. Vincent just laughed it off.
"Thanks" I say before leaving, giving him a weak smile.
I wake up with a throbbing headache Might as well skip school. But again That jackass of an uncle is living with me. Might as well leave.
I walk down the stairs to the kitchen grabbing a breakfast bar and a bottle of juice. I'm stopped when my uncle calls my name.
"What" I say as if I didn't care about his presence.
"Are you accepting my offer or not?" He asked threateningly.
"It's not like I have anything to lose" I say and shrug. Did I regret being stubborn? No. But I'm sure my stubbornness will get me killed one day.
He walks directly towards me and tightly grabs my wrists in one hand. With his free hand he grabs my neck and I'm swept off of my feet. He repeats his question again. This time knowing I had to say yes.
"Y..Yes you Asshole" I say choking on my words. He drops me to the floor and I quickly regain my balance. There's a bruise forming on my neck and some on my wrists. He slaps me hard for all of the disrespect I had shown. How dare he? I quickly but quietly take my taser out and press it to his neck causing him to drop to the floor. I grab a knife and stick it into his right leg preventing him from getting up. I quickly grab a full sleeved jacket and rush out the door.
"Hey" my best friend Cassie shouts from across the hallway causing all eyes to divert in my direction.
As we walk down the halls Me going through gang files on my phone and Cassie talking to me about god knows what. "Brooke I murdered my ex boyfriend" said Cassie trying to get my attention.
"Mmmhmmm" I say not taking notice.
She grabs my phone and puts it into her bag.
"What the hell?" I say annoyed.
"You weren't listening" she says sounding even more pissed.
I roll my eyes and I see Vincent standing there next to Katy and her two minions. Oh for fucks sake.
"Hey bitch" shouts Katy causing her two stupid minions to giggle like brainless zombies.
"Don't start shit with me you can't finish" Cassie then hands me my taser and I kiss it lightly before spinning it around my finger threateningly.
"Aw look at the bruise on your face. Ever heard of foundation? You can take tips from me-"she started but I rudely interrupted her.
"There's a fine line between wearing makeup and looking like you got gang banged by crayola." I said while buffing my nails with a buffer.
"Oh yeah?" She snarled with her resting bitch face.
I take a glance at Vincent who was examining the bruise on my cheekbone , he looked quiet concerned. I felt uncomfortable it's like he could read me. Time to heat things up.
"Oh my god Katy didn't anyone tell you" I said excitedly.
"Tell me what?" She asked with a confused smile.
"Me and Vincent are getting married" I said as a smile spread across my face. She really was petty.
"Vincent is this true?" She said angrily.
"Okay firstly we were never a couple and secondly yeah, and I'm really happy" he exclaimed.
I pushed him up against a locker and gave him a sweet and gentle kiss. I whisper into his ear  "Don't think this makes me like you, it's just to fuck with Katy" and I then take a few steps back. Katy started crying and I chuckled lightly. Vincent grabs my waist from behind and whispers the following into my ear, " well two can play at that game" A wide grin spread across my face as I walk away leaving Katy and Vincent fighting. But god was I satisfied.

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