The Streetfighter Living With the Bad Boys

4

One last time by Ariana Grande.

Question of the update:
What's the most embarrassing dare you had to do? 

I don't really ever play truth or dare since I know I'm gonna regret telling or doing something that I don't want to do.

This chapter is dedicated to @CookieMunster17 for being one of my first voters, giving me feedback, and for just being awesome.  

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Ryder's P.O.V.

I stared down at the sleeping angel in my arms. She still had dried tears on her cheeks.

"That's it guys. We have to do something about this." I said looking at the boys who were looking at Alexa sadly.

"I agree but won't the school just target her even more when we're not around?" Noah asked.

"Yeah but this has gone too far. We'll just make sure everyone gets the message to stay away from her." I said and the boys nodded. We headed to our house that Alexa was gonna live in next week for two months. Alec rang the doorbell and our mom answered it smiling.

"Hey bo-what happened to her?!" She asked her smile disappearing and her eyes widening.

"Some kids bully her at school and some of them tried to rape her I guess." I replied heading in. She ran upstairs to get her a clean shirt. Our mom was pretty small so her shirt is definitely gonna fit Alexa. Alexa stirred but still didn't wake up.

"Dad-dy, st-stop, please." She stuttered in her sleep with a scared expression. "NO!" She screamed but still didn't wake up. Our mom came rushing down the stairs with a white t-shirt and a light pink hoodie.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!" She asked panting.

"She's having a nightmare." I bluntly stated, still staring at her.

"Oh, stupid me. Get out boys. How can you stare at her when she's hardly wearing anything. Shoo!" She said waving her arms. The boys and I blushed red and walked out.

Alexa's P.O.V.

I curled up into a ball as my dad kicked me repeatedly. I cried thinking about my mother at home and how much I missed her. I thought about Jackson and my friends. I cried even more when I remembered that it was my birthday in a week and my mom said that she had a big surprise for me.

"Get up your worthless peice of junk." My dad yelled. I got up on wobbly legs and he slapped me, sending me flying towards the floor again. He picked me up and smashed his lips onto mine while he pushed me against the dirty, basement walls. His hands undressed me while I cried thinking about how all of us used to be when my dad wasn't like this.

Not again. I thought as I cried when he thrusted into me.

I woke up screaming my head off. I realized I wasn't home and I was somewhere else with Cathy staring at me with worry swirling in her eyes.

"What happened?" I asked her.

"The boys found you being raped so they brought you here." I nodded. "Here are some clothes and do you wanna tell me what you were talking and screaming about?" I shook my head and muttered thanks. She nodded and left me with my thoughts.

Oh shoot! I have a fight tonight and I have to meet up with the others.

I quickly put on the shirt and hoodie and left the room. I walked around for a bit until I found the kitchen.