Scarred (on hold)

Chapter 15... Leah's POV

'I love everybody. Some I love to be around. Some I love to avoid. Some I love to punch in the face.’

This is the first time I did it in another persons POV. Tell me what you think. I thought it'd be nice to get a bit of an insight into Leah, she's quite special to me so yeah...

You guys have to tell me wat u think of it. should i do more other POV's or just stick to Sams? 

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This is so bloody boring. Damn! This bloody lesson is dragging. “Miss! how much longer” I yelled. The drama teacher looked up from her script to glare at me.  “drama is so bloody boring. All we have to bloody do is watch the stupid popular kids perform super shitty and pretend it’s so wonderful.” I complained to myself. Calm Leah. You don’t want to get angry. That can be bad, remember?

I walked over to the corner with the beanbags and slumped on one. I can’t believe Jakey hid such a big thing from me! They were on trial run? What the hell? I mean Ash hiding isn’t as bad as Jakey hiding, Jakey’s family! Urgh! I tell him, everything. Why didn’t he tell me? I’m getting so pissed odd. He hid it. Damn! Now I sound like a drama queen. So what if he didn’t tell me. Maybe he was just wanting to see how it’d go before he told me. Simple. Stop thinking so negative Lee. You’ll over think it again.

I was lost in my thought when someone whistled. I scowled . I hate guys who whistle, its so cheap and derogatory, it’s so HIM. Anger ran through my veins as I thought about HIM. I looked up to see who whistled. It was HIM. Zachary Jones. That dog. I stood up instantly.

“What do you want do?” I asked him. Anger was boiling up inside me. How dare he bloody come up to me after all that and still look smug. Is he dumb? Who does he think he is? Trying to talk to me, that dog. “Still Touchy Lee Li.” He asked. How dare he? He has no right to call me that ever again. He lost it a long time ago. I narrowed my eyes at him. “You have no bloody right to call me that. Get that moron?”

He smirked. To think that smirk was once cute to me. Yuck! “aww.. don’t say that Lee Li. I still love you.” He mocked. My hands balled into fists I clenched my teeth. Has he got any sense? Messing with a girl that has anger management problems is not smart. Not at all.  “Piss off. You might regret it later” I warned him. He just grinned. “Lee Li, your little white panties put me on top of my bet. Remember?” He reminded.

Of course I remember you bastard. It’s because of you I have anger management problems. I hate you for that, you bastard. You think I’ll forget now that it’s been a month. Huh. Never. I won’t forget how you used me, ruined me. Never. I raised my fist and punched him in the face. I’d taken him by surprise. He felt his nose, so see if it were in place. It was. Damn! A small trickle of blood came out from his nose. I grinned. Revenge. “ still a touchy subject huh? Not over me yet?” he mocked.

Anger flowed through my veins at a rapid speed. He’s asking for it? He’ll get it. Simple. I knee-ed him in the stomach. He bent over. “Lee Li, a little gentler next time.” He asked. I smiled. So he knows there’s a next time. He know I’m going to hit him again. His wish will come true. “of course Zachary.” I said through clenched teeth. He hates the name Zachary, I hate him.

I brought my bent arm, down with force. My elbow hit him right in the centre of his spine. “Aah.” He cried out in pain. He fell to the floor. People started to notice and gather around. I kicked him furiously once he was on the floor. “Wanted me to remember huh? Here you go, I’m remembering. Should I remember more?” I yell. He groaned in pain. “I thought not.” I kicked him again.

“LEAH GREENWAY! STOP AT THIS INSTANT!!” the teacher yelled. I rolled my eyes. I’m seriously not in the mood for this right now. Just shut up. “ I will, let me just finish beating the crap out of him.” I reply. I felt a firm arm around my chest. The stupid teacher. She pulled me back. People crowded that idiot so I could no longer see him. Hope he withers and dies in pain. I shrug the teacher off me and walk out the door. Once I walk into the car park, I look for the car. It’s not her. Jake bunked again. Damn!

Can this day get any worse? “I don’t want the car anyways I’ll run.” I told myself. Running calms me. It helps me channel my energy. I plug my headphones in my ears and turn up the music. I jog out of the school grounds.I run and run not knowing where I’m going. I just want to be free, leave all my worries behind. Far, far behind. I feel a tear stroll down my face as I remember that day.

Me and him were lying in his bed. “Zach, do you love me?” I asked. He snorted. I sat up. He wore a smirk on his face as he just lay there watching me. I wrapped a sheet round my naked body. I felt awkward all of a sudden. What’s going on? Why did he snort? Was that an accident? I just proved my love to him. I gave him the most valuable treasure I own. My virginity. I felts tears started to fall. “You need to... Get the hell out of my house.” He told me and started to laugh. “you thought I loved you. Ahhh.. poor Leah, or Lee Li should I say?” What the hell is he saying? Is he confused? Deluded? “I never loved you. Me and my mates just had a bet to see who’d get you in bed first, and I won. Fair and square. So now you can get the hell out of here, unless you’re up for a round 2.” He scoffed.

I got out of the bed and quickly changed. Who the hell does he think he is? That dog, moron, Bastard. As I was walking past the living room I heard his voice. “yeah Stacy, so you up for tonight?” he asked. To some slut on the phone. That dog. I was just part of a bet, he used me. I feel so cheap, dirty. So used. I walked up to gim and kicked him in the place where the sun doesn’t shine. “aah,” he yelled in pain. “you bitch!” continued. He voice faded away as I opened the house door and slammed it behind me.

I looked around. I was surrounded by trees. Where  the hell am I? Memories started to flood back into my mind again. Who cares where I am? I don’t. I picked up speed and continued to run deeper into the dark green trees.