Five Against One

I Hope...

Chapter 10

The day dragged on and I am now solemnly walking towards the back of the school. I turn the courtyard and am greeted to a punch to the face. I stumble back but it doesn't even phase me.

I stand up and keep walking. I walk to Liam and hold out my hands. Might as well get this over with right? He grabs them confused and puts them behind my back.

I suck in a deep breath and look at all of them. They all look pretty prepared for this and I sigh.

Of course.

Niall hands Zayn something hesitantly and Zayn hastily grabs it. He grabs a toy looking gun and tips the thing in carefully making sure not to spill any. He loads it and aims it at me. He fires it and I feel a sharp sting going through my arm. I look on the ground and see an air soft gun bullet.

Ow! I suck in a staggered breath and stare at Louis. He shot me in the left knee and I couldn't do anything since I was in Liam's death grip. I decided it was useless, so I stopped. I opened up freely. Maybe if I stand down they won't find it fun anymore.

I get more shots on my body. I get them on my arms, legs, knees, stomach, thighs, feet, hands, shoulders, and one to my boob, yeah, gross, I know.

I think they're finally done, but then they go to physical. They deliver endless punches, kicks, and slaps, alllll over the place. They even punch me in the neck to top it all off. I lay still, gasping for air. They all stand still while I crawl over to my backpack pulling out my inhaler.

I spray it once feeling some pressure taken off of my lungs. I sigh in relief as I get ready for the next one, but regret it when they look to me. Zayn walks over and swipes the inhaler from my hands.

"Hey!" I croak.

"You won't be needing this." he snickers and I look at my hands.

"Zayn, give it back." Harry says and I look up confused.

"Why should I?" Zayn questions.

"Because if you don't she'll have an asthma attack and die!" Harry says and Zayn rolls his eyes.

"Why should I care?" He asks bored.

"Because when they find her, she'll have cuts and bruises all over and they'll look for whoever gave them to her, now do you want that? Because I don't!" Harry says and Zayn drops it on my head.

"Whatever! I'll see you guys tomorrow." Zayn says before stomping away.

I inhale the medicine one more time before I slowly stand up and gather my things. I limp past the boys without a word. They stay quiet and I hear one of them whisper.

"Do you think she'll go home and puke?" Niall asks.

"Maybe she'll cut..." Liam replies.

I stop dead in my tracks and turn around slowly.

"I wouldn't have done any of those things if you guys didn't pound on me constantly." I say and they all stay quiet.

"The worst part about of all this, is that you all know it's wrong, yet you continue to do it." I say and again there's silence.

I watch them carefully and Harry approaches me. He grabs my arm and drags me forward.

"Stop, you're hurting me. I didn't mean it I'm sorry." I whine. He loosens his grip but still pulls me fast.

"I can't walk this fast." I whine again. "I'm too weak." I say and he looks at me and rolls his eyes.

He picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder.

"Where are we going? Y-You're not gunna kill me and leave me in a dumpster or something are you?" I say fear dripping from my voice.

"No, I'm bringing you home." he says and I relax a little.

We get to his car and he buckles me in. I mutter a quiet 'thank you' and he nods getting into the drivers seat.

The drive is silent and he grabs me out of the car and brings me to my bedroom. He sets me down on my bed and finds me a pair of sweatpants and a tshirt.

"I can't take this much longer." I say quietly and he looks at me.

"Stop. Come on." he says and picks me up off the bed. He takes my shirt off slowly and replaces it with the tshirt. Then he helps me out of my pants and puts my sweatpants on.

"Thanks." I mumble and he nods.

He sits at the end of my bed and watches me. I shift under his stare uncomfortably. He cocks his head to the side like a child and remains staring at me.

"Can you stop?" I ask and he stays still. I narrow my eyebrows at him and he shakes his head. He snaps out of it and stands up.

"Do you need anything else."

Yeah I need to be saved from you and your pack of monkeys.

"No, I'm fine." I say and he nods leaving my room.

I close my eyes and sigh. How could such cute boys be so nauseating and cruel? I mean I wish they were just nice and sweet and gave me flowers and compliments instead of punches and insults. If they were nice to me then my life would be great.

"I hope I never have to leave this house again." I say out loud.

"I hope I never have to look in the mirror again, I hope I never have to go to school again, I hope I never have to cry again, I hope I never have to go to the hospital again, I hope I never have to feel bad again, I hope I never have to live through a near death experience, I hope I never have to see those boys again." I say.

"I hope I never have to live another day." I say wiping a tear off of my cheek

"Don't say that." I hear a voice say and I shake my head.

"Shut the fuck up." I say and hear footsteps.

"Don't let me hear you say anything like that ever again." he says.

"Why? You don't control me. I can say whatever I want no matter what the consequences are." I say.

"Stop. You don't mean those things you said." Harry's says.

"Most of them." I say.

"No you don't." he says.

"But I do. Every god damn day I wake up thinking 'how can I get out of school today?' or 'how could I fake my death and get out of this town?' I mean, do you know how hard it is to be motivated and happy when you know that you're just gunna have it all taken away from you in a few short hours? It's fucking hard, and I'm surprised I've managed to do it this long." I say.

"Fine. Y'know what fine. Do what you want." he says and leaves the room.

I hear the front door slam and I look to my bedside table. I open the drawer and pull out the small silver blade, turning it over in my hands.

"Couldn't hurt right? He said do what you want" I say to myself.

I drag the blade across my skin twice and sigh.

Here we go.