Five Against One

Apologies

Chapter 9

It's been two weeks since my double near death experience. Once again I'm at this hell hole school. I walk down the hall looking out for all of the boys, especially Harry.

He's become the new worse. I walk down the hall slowly when I'm pushed to the ground.

Guess who!

I grab my books quietly and frantically.

"Why hello Alex." Zayn says. "Haven't seen you in school for the past two weeks? Where ya been?" He says.

"Um... holiday." I say and Zayn rolls his eyes. "Meet us behind the school today, or face the consequences." he says and I gulp.

I look at the others and they all look back to their old selves, not that much changed.

He pushes me and I walk to class. Harry and Liam slowly walk behind me and I quicken my pace.

"Late again I see Alex." the teacher says and I nod.

"Sorry sir." I say.

"Just to make sure you are you have detention tomorrow." he says handing me a pink slip.

"Yes sir." I sigh taking my seat.

Liam and Harry stroll in through the door waving their fake late pass and the teacher nods.

The two of them sit on either side of me and I tense in my chair. I see them stare at me and I squirm in my chair.

I can't take it anymore so I grab the bathroom pass. I leave the classroom and hear footsteps behind me. I turn my head and see Harry. I start to speed walk and he calls my name, causing me to stop dead in my tracks.

"Y-Yeah?" I ask.

"What's the matter with you? Why are you acting all frightened and squirmy?" he asks.

"Because you guys are gunna beat the crap out of me." I say giving myself chills. "And after what you did alone, twice, yeah, I am terrified." I say shaking a little bit.

"Don't ever bring that up again." he says pointing at me. I nod trying to walk away.

"I swear to god, you ever bring that up and the third time will be the last I have to do it."

I gulp and fear swallows me as he grabs my arm. I nod rapidly and he lets go. He raises his hand and points at me.

"Never."

I nod and he gets closer to me.

"Please don't hurt me." I say when he gets to close for my liking.

"You're finally afraid of me aren't you?" he says and I nod.

"A little. Usually you're afraid of mur-" I say and cover my mouth realizing what was about to slip out.

"What was that?" he growls.

"N-Nothing. I was just agreeing with you." I say.

"What were you about to say. Tell the truth." he says anger dancing all over his features.

"I-I, I was going to say..." I say with a sigh. "Usually you're afraid of, of, of murderers." I say and he punches me in the jaw.

"I told you to never bring that up!" he says.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please please please. Don't kill me please." I say crying into my hands actually fearing for my life.

He tugs me down the hall while I sob and pushes me into a staircase leading to the roof.