Trusting the forbidden

Don't trust your friends

It was a freezing cold morning, and very wet. I stopped for a coffee as the day was so cold and I had to look natural. I saw a first class guy walking throught the street looking at me and speaking at the phone. After two minutes as I was walking slow through the sidewalk someone caught my hand and came closer to my ear and wispered "Have a little time?", as I wanted.

After ten minutes he had brought me to Tyler, what a surprise?! 

"Now, this is your last chance, don't disappoint me. Tomorrow is the big day.", said Tyler with a dirty look.

"You'll have your information if you promise me that you won't harm Peter.", said I biting my lips.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna throw up. Don't worry, I've got bigger problems than your sweetheart.", I felt a relief air penetrating me.

"Okay, they're planning to catch some first class guys in the horror place of the festival. They'll wait for some guys to go there and catch them, means kick their ass. They're organising it for weeks, so I don't think that they'll change something", said I, trying to look convinsing and not forget what Diego told me to say according to our plan.

"That's their plan? That's all?", said Tyler but couldn't finish cause my phone rung. SHIT, it was Peter. "Ohh, your sweet boyfriend. Pick up and I want to hear so put it on the speaker.", he ordered. 

"Yeah?", I said with a trembling voice. 

"Rose? I've missed you, it's been a while since we talk. Wonna meet?", said Peter with a soft voice and Tyler nodded to me to say yes.

"Yeah, sure, where are you ?", I said looking into Tyler's eyes trying to figure out what he was up to.

"At the park. You know, where we were hanging out. See ya there.", he said and hung up.

"You know, your boyfriend and his friends are useless junk.", said Tyler yelling.

"You know, you and your friends can't do a move without me, so you've got serious problems."

"Whatever you say. Okay guys, take her to the shack until I meet her stupid boyfriend.", said Tyler and the other guys nodded.

"Wait what? I thought that you wouldn't hurt Peter! If you take me away hobos will try to find me.", I warned him.

"Which one do you prefer? Austin or Peter?", said Tyler and my eyes widened when I heard my brother's name. I didn't say anything.

"I knew it. Well you're right. Call him and tell him to come over", said Tyler and caught my chin. I looked down without saying anything.

"Hey, it's me. Why don't you come out of the woods, you know, next to first class street?"

"You are out of the woods? Why?", he asked confused.

"Yeah I'm actually kinda lost. Will you come?"

"Okay, wait there."

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Peter's Point of View:

I was walking through their street trying not to be perceptible. That's why I was wearing a hood.                

I reached the woods and saw the house of fist class. My hands were so cold so I put them into my pockets.  I was making some small footsteps and turning around all the time, cause I was a little bit nervous. I wanted to see her before tomorrow, cause I'll ask her not to come at the festival. I sat on a bench waiting for her ooking the road, the cars that are coming and my hands which were frozen.

"Mind if I join?", said someone blowing to my ear. I turned around and I saw Tyler. I didn't say anything but tried to call Rose. I heard her ringtone, Knocking on heavens door by Guns n' Roses. "No need Peter", he said and took Rose's phone from his pocket.

"Where's she?", I asked him and stood up.

"Easy, bad boy. She betrayed you my friend. So, what are you planning for tomorrow?", he asked me ironic, " will blow with a 'PUFF', don't worry. I'll take care of you.", he said and three other guys showed up. Man this day can't get worse.

I didn't prevented to make a move and the first one punched me on the face. Come on, not again. Then defending myself I punched the first one I saw in the face but someone else made me fall on the ground. Then the other boys were kicking me to the stomach, my chest and my face. That really hurt. I was trying to cover my face with my hands and I had squirmed groaning as the blood was running from my head to my eyes and I couldn't breathe. They didn't stop kicking me and hurting me until-

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