Cher Lloyd Adopted Me (Editing)

chapter 7

       Trojan's POV

    I lay on my bed flipping through channels  on TV. Cher walks in.

   "You can't stop lookin at me starin at me be what I be!" Cher yells out. We start cracking up. The door is knocked down. A man with dark hair,like mine and Cher's, walks in. His yellowish eyes focused on us.

    "Donney! Get out of here." Cher says. Another man with blonde hair comes in."Dylan. Don't do this." Cher shields me from the man,Dylan,  swings a punch at me btu hits Cher instead. Cher's body falls  to the ground in front of me. Her nose bleeds and her face is red. My blood boils with rage.

  "Cher!" I scream. Dylan holds a knife. "Don't!" He simply smiles a sadistic smirk and begins approaching me. Fear causes a mental turmoil, but I know that I cannot show any sign of weakness, I have to be strong to protect Cher.

   "Okay." He snarls as he grabs my wrists in an attempt to take me with him. I begin to kick at the man, failing in the process. His horrible eyes narrow at me. Suddenly, I manage to grab a glass pencil holder with my now free hand and smash it upon his skull. The glass cuts into his flesh, causing him to wince in pain, and distracting him enough for me to escape. He cries out in pain, stumbling back at the sudden impact.
    I run to Cher's bedroom and pull out my phone, dialing 999 to receive help. Guilt floods me, knowing that I left Cher back there, but I had to so that I could call for help. A woman picks up the phone, judging by her voice. I answer a few questions before providing an address. Once I am finished with the call I grab my bat out of the supply closet. Donney and Dylan shout throughout the house for me to come out.
     As their footsteps approach, I prepare to jump out. Anxiety bubbles in the pit of my stomach as I feel adrenaline coursing throughout my veins. I push all thoughts of doubt to the back of my mind, I can't do this if I doubt myself.