No More Golden Days

Chapter 14

Dan's Pov.............

Minutes, even seconds later, I was abrutley thrown out of the car onto the grass below. With my vision blurry I could not decipher where we were. I could hear distinct noises through the grunts of the person unloading his car, the birds singing and the slight rustle of the leaves from when the wind blew, and even the pitter patter of rain, because yes, it just had to rain.

The trunk of the car slammed shut and I was immobile, holding my stomach as a way of protection. The footsteps nearing me crunched under branches and dead leaves that scattered the ground. My vision still wasn't there, and it wasn't going to be after being kicked in the jaw, this time it was not Jason. I rolled to my other side to try standing up, but whoever had kicked me held me in place.

The heavy boot of a complete stranger to me rested on my chest, I started to panic. Thrashing and screaming as I tried to kick and punch myself free, yet I had done nothing, I hadn't even moved. This just proved to me how weak I really am, how I cannot stand up for myself in times of distress like this. I sometimes really believe the words that kids throw at me because of pure hatred from unknown origins. I am so utterly useless, I am hated for no reason. 

Someone knelt beside me pinning my shoulders down to keep me from trying to escape, yet my first attempt was failed.

"Calm down!" the figure above me yells.

I go stiff, the pure fear of being beat up if I didn't listen to commands from people I know are stronger than me.

"Jesus, finally", one of them says.

From what I could hear there were four people hear, Jason and three other unknown characters.

"Why the fuck were you with Phil?"

I hadn't realized before, but this entire time my eyes had been squeezed shut. I slowly open them to reveal the group huddled around me, I knew the other people now. Alfie, Caspar, and Pj. Pj, I was shaken up at first, thinking this was something my mind tried to trick me with. But no, he was here, he was pinning me to the ground.

"PJ?" I question, the others were still staring, obviously not giving up on the original question.

From the corner of my eye I saw Pj's fist clench, his knee digging into my stomach harder than before, his other knee on my leg had wrapped around so I wasn't able to move my legs nor my feet.

"What the fuck were you doing with Phil?" he snaps at me.

"Don't you get it, Daniel? From that time I dragged you away from him don't you think that was a little hint? I've told you with multiple signs, that you need to stay away from him. You're mine and mine only."

Jason was now holding the place where PJ had once been.

Rage, anxiety, fear, sadness, absolutely any emotion was building up. Behind my eyes you may think of me as harmless, but now I believe I am much more than that. I swing my arm with full force and I connect with Jason's jaw, the sound of bone against bone lingering in the air.

Jason has released my grip on me and I am able to stand. Partially wobbling, I take a unsteady couple steps to righten myself. All four of them are now circling me and if I didn't say this was one of the most terrifying sights of my life, I would be lying.

    I try to run, but Alfie has the first grip on me, violently throwing me to the ground. Jason comes at me and throws a return punch, my face immediately feeling the pain that was yet to subside. He pins me yet again, but not as hard as I thought he would, as I am still mobile.