First Glance. -Lams college fic (DISCONTINUED)

Three

** T/W: Abuse**

****Next day cause ya authors a lazy fuck****

*Alexs POV*
"P-Peggy! S-s-s-stop!" I yell, laughing as she tickles me. 
"Not until you admit that you like John!" She giggles.
"P-P-Peggy! I met h-him yester-day!" I say, holding back laughs, trying, but failing, at looking serious.
We were at the coffee shop, sitting in one of the booths. Peggy was on break, and she wanted to spend it with me. The door to the coffee shop opens, and Peggy instinctively looks over. She pales, so I look over as well. A tall man with no hair walks in. He looks furious. His eyes scan the coffee shop before landing on Peggy.
"Margarita Peggy Schuyler!" He yells, marching over. I step in front of Peggy, not wanting there to be any trouble, or for anyone to hurt her. He looks me up and down before shoving me out of the way, and me being small, I fall right over. He grabs her hair, and drags her out of the store. I get up as quickly as I can, and see that all the other people in the shop are acting like nothing happened. I felt my blood boil.

*a few hours later*
   *Angelicas POV* (new POV yay! Jk y'all are gunna hate me.)
"I'm home!" I yell into our huge house.
"...hello?" I say, looking around.
I take off my high heels, and walk into the living room. Nobody. I hear a thud come from upstairs, so I carefully walk upstairs, ready to defend myself. It came from Peggy's room, so I walk in. What I see makes me scream. Peggy's laying on the ground, covered in bruises.
"Peggy!" I yell. I rush over to her, shaking her. I frantically check for a pulse, and there's barely one. I pull out my phone, sobbing. I dial 911 and ask for an ambulance.

  **three hours later**
    * Laurens' POV*
I'm just waking up from a nap on the couch, when an angry Alex walks in.
"Alex?" I say, rubbing my eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Some ass, I'm assuming it's Peggy's dad, just literally dragged Peggy outta the coffee shop by her hair! Who the hell does that?" He yells. My eyes widen.
"Peggy Schuyler?" I ask.
"Yeah... you know her?"
I nod my head, and grab Alex's arm, dragging him towards the car.
"W-What are you doing?" He asks.
"We need to go to Peggy's. Now." I say, starting the car. He buckles up.
"But, I don't know where she lives." He says, looking scared now, rather than angry.
"I do. I'm fairly local ." (Anyone? No? Awh ok)
I slam on the gas, not caring if I'm going over the speed limit.

Once we're at the Schuyler mansion, we see an ambulance and Peggy being rushed out on a stretcher. Alex pales and runs out. I run after him.
"Peggy!" He yells. Angelica rushes over to me, her mascara and eyeshadow running down her cheeks. I instantly hug her.
"It's all going to be okay. If you feel like it'd be safer, Peggy can stay at mine and Alex's dorm when she's out of the hospital?" Angelica nods, then sobs into my shoulder. Alex starts crying as well, seeing how scared Angelica is. I pull him into the hug. I drive a sobbing Alex home, as Angelica gets in the ambulance with Peggy.

**another time skip cause I'm lazy**
**Peggy's POV*

My eyes slowly open to bright white lights. I blink, and let my eyes adjust. I see that I'm in a hospital. Confusion floods me, and then the events of what I think was a few hours ago rush to my head.
Talking to Alex in the coffee shop, then my dad coming and dragging me out. He took me home, and started beating me. I see everything going black, and hear a loud beep.

*Angelica's POV*
I try to run to Peggy's side, but nurses usher me out. Everything after that was pretty much a blur.

I call Eliza to let her know what's happened, and run out of the hospital and to my car. I drive to John and Alex's dorm. I run up to the door, tears streaming down my face. John opens the door, sees me crying, and wraps me in a hug.
"What's wrong? Is Peggy okay?" He asks softly. I sob harder.
"I-I-I'm not s-sure." I say, still sobbing.
"What happened?" He asks, still softly speaking.
"S-S-She flatlined.. a-and the doc-tors m-m-made me l-leave s-so I ca-me h-here." Johns eyes widen. He tightens the hug, and I feel a teardrop fall into my shoulder. I look up and see Alex rubbing his eyes, and I notice that they're red and puffy. Me and John pull away from the hug. He leads me over to the couch, and we all sit and cry.

    A few Disney movies later, my phone rings. I check the caller ID, and see that it's Eliza. I answer, and she's crying.
"Eliza? What's wrong?" I ask her, worried.
"I-It's P-Peg-gy. You ne-ed t-to g-g-get do-wn *hiccup* he-re." She chokes out.
I hang up, tell Alex and John to follow me, and we all pile into my car to head to the hospital.

A/N: Sorry, not sorry.