alpha story part 3

chapter 5

two months later

she stepped outside her apartment, and almost stepped on another grocery bag.

They started appearing a couple weeks ago, containing different things, some baby clothes, dippers, blankets, and this time it was no different. She opened the bag, and a stuffed rabbit peered out from the bag.

She took the stuffed bunny out, his head and appendages flopping. It was sweet, whoever is doing this. She shoved the teddy bunny into her backpack and started out the door.

she jumped into her car and took off down the road. Patch has been avoiding her for the past two months, she didn't go back to that lake, and she promptly quit. Now, on social assistance, she is now a stereotypical teenage mom. And she hated it.

The drive to school was quick, and she parked. Today was the last day of school before Christmas break, and she was so excited to get out of there.

But her school didn't believe in taking it easy. It was normal classes up to the last bell.

She walked into school, where crowds and crowds of teenagers, all huddled together. She ignored them and made her way to her locker.

After the first couple snickers, she started to get paranoid. After a few more in a different hallway, she knew she was the center of gossip... again.

She made it to her locker and stopped dead. Hanging on her locker was a picture of a picture. More importantly, a picture of her ultrasound. Her name, date and address where easy to read on the corner. In big black letters written on her locker was the word slutty whore.

Her body went cold as she saw the whole image.

Who had gotten a hold of her photo? Who had spread it around school like it was a joke?

"guess a lot more happened at that party then we knew!" a cruel girl laughed. "wonder who the father is? The football teams?" the group of them started laughing. She spun around and jumped onto the girl who had spoken, and started to punch her in the face, anger and rage possessing her body, and giving weight to her fists. Her so called friends backed up, to afraid to get in between them.

The girls nose broke under her fists, and all this girl could do is try ineffectually to block her punches by putting her hands up. Sara pushed them aside and continued to beat her.

"enough, enough you two!" someone grabbed her under her breasts and lifted her off. She swung wildly while the girl laid on the ground, crying, blood gushing down her face, her nose crooked.

Her breaths where coming in huge gasps as she tried to calm down. The person with their arms around her was holding her up against a tall, firm frame, their arms like steel.

The smell of blood clogged her nose, but she did smell a hint of a familiar sent. She looked up and it was Patches firm jaw she saw first.

A teacher and serval students where kneeling down beside her, examining her face.

Against her better judgement, she liked the feeling of his arms wrapped around her. The principal, Mr. Valentino, came up to them and stopped in front of them.

"take her into the nurse's office and get her patched up. You two, come with me. Now." Mr. Chandler said, and turned around to walk off without them. Patch released her, but kept a firm hand on her upper arm, and he walked her down the hall.

She tried to jerk out of his hold, but he held strong.

"let go of me." She snarled, that enjoyment vanishing. He didn't say a word as they approached the office, and he lead her straight into the principal's office.