Abused for life.

Chapter 2: Taking action.

(Jason's Pov)

I wake up to a killer headache.

"Damn," I groan and stomp to my dresser and I get dressed. 

I walk downstairs and I see a few of my pack members: Janet, Michel, and my brother, Andy.

"Hey," Andy pats me on the back.

I growled and slap his arm.

"Ow!" He yelps and jerks away.

"I'm going to school."

 AT SCHOOL!!!!!! 

I walk into school and a girl; Her hair dyed black and blue eyes. At least 5'5'. I watch as she collides with Samantha: Bitch of the school. 

"Ew, get away from me!" She yells at the girl.

"W-what?" She stutters then flinches. 

I growl and stepped in front her. 

Growling at that evil bitch was heaven to my ears.

I heard running footsteps and I felt the presence behind me disappear.

"What the hell, Jason?" Samantha growls at me.

"No, Samantha. I am so fucking tired of you acting like that towards anyone you want. I wish someone would fucking stand up to you." I snarl at her and stepped closer. to her. 

"And, you don't?" She barks.

"No-" One of the teachers cut me off.

"Ms. Mcany and Mr. Flame get to class, now." The teacher affirmed. 

"UGH!" Samantha bickered. 

I roll my eyes and walked to my class; Science. 

"Hi, I am Crystal: Who are you? Are you new?" One of my pack members says to a familiar blue headed girl. 

"Dally Johnson, and yes I am new." Her soft voice murmurs. 

I walk swiftly and silently and sat beside Crystal. 

Crystal had crystal blue and bright red hair that went to her waste. Her cheek bones rested right bellow her eyes in the perfect posture. She was about 5''2 and had a lot of freckles scattered over her face and arms. 

"Hey, Jason." Crystal greets me with a smile. 

I grunt and looked at the girl, Dally, I guess. 

She blushes and looked down at the floor. 

(Dally's POV)

I into the house to find a woman on the couch in Anderson's arms. 

"W-Where is mom? Why i-is she h-here?" I stutter. 

"Oh, your mom? She left." The woman smirks slightly. 

"Who are you?" I hunt for an answer. 

"Becki Manu." She snarls and in a flash, she runs to me, and the, pop, She slaps me across the mouth and whips me with the whip. 

'I have to get out of here.' I thought as I stumble upstairs blood running down my body. 

I look around my room, looking for the perfect escape plan. 

Window.......dresser........bed......sheets......

"Got it." I said and I lock my door. 

I grab the two backpacks I have and threw shirts, pants, and socks 'n' shoes in it.