Porcelain

Chapter 12

Hey guys! Hopefully you're having an amazing day, I know I am. Right now I'm sitting on my porch and carefully watching out for the spider that has left its web in front of me. Anyways... This chappie will be full of words, just the way you like it so enjoy!

Chapter 12

I was sore everywhere.

My stomach ached while changing color to green and blue on my sides, I had a black eye that made me look like a panda, a cut in my lip that was almost purple, not to mention the freaking hole in my arm and a sprained left leg.

To not bring suspicion at school I had tried to cover it up with concealer but my makeup skills weren't the best so I ended up looking like I'd had a tan on half of my face. I brought my hoodie up and wore long sleeve clothing.

'As long as no one examined me I would be fine. Probably...'

Legit limping to school took me over a half an hour and the blue pill a took before I left didn't help as much as it usually did.

'I'm probably getting used to that same dose.'

Even though the pain occupied most of my thoughts there was still this one thing I couldn't stop thinking about. Except for Zach, the thing on my mind was WU. Leaving and not coming back without a word wasn't the brightest move I've made but I didn't wanna explain my current appearance to anyone. Plus, saying that I'd fell off the bed or tripped wasn't exactly believable, no matter how clumsy someone was.

I went to my locker to get my history notes when I heard a faint voice yelling my name. Behind me stood now a panting Trey watching me with worried eyes.

"What the hell happened to you yesterday? We woke up and you were gone." I just stared at him, looking down to hide my bruises. "We thought something bad happened, shit you could've at least told us that you were fine." He picked up his phone and texted someone, it seemed like that was WU's unwritten rule; to inform each other of everything.

"I'm fine," I mumbled. Not too long after could I hear running in the hallway and I took out my folder and closed my locker, heading towards class.

"Hey!"

′Great, more attention'.

Students were now whispering around and they were shamelessly staring at the scene in front of them.

"You know, I really don't have time for this. My class starts in two. So I sincerely apologize for leaving without a word but now I'm leaving with one. Better? Good." When I spun around to continue walking Josiah grabbed my elbow and I hissed as the pain overwhelmed me. I faced him to yank my arm away but instead, he pulled down my hoodie and traced his fingers on the outline of my bruises and wounds.

"What happened?!" His hand still lingered on my face and I took it on my own and shoved it away.

"None of your business."

'I did not feel like telling him my whole life story.'

"You call this nothing?" Now he sounded pissed. Most likely because he offered help multiple times and he didn't even know why. "Why the hell can't you just speak up?!" The concern in his voice did not go unnoticeable from me and I felt like shit for pushing him away but the thought of someone finding out and using it as leverage pushed me over the edge.

"Well, why can't you just piss off! I don't need your pitying." And then I left.

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Rushing out of the school was something I'd regret later on. Not only stood Havoc next to the stairs but Zach leaned against one of his cars at the parking lot. Anger fueled me and I promptly walked towards him. Not minding my knee that tried to keep up I never let my eyes away from the black ones that with a grin stared right at me.

When I reached him a punched him square in the face, making his head turn to the side. I had now gained the attention of the students outside but I couldn't care less. My breathing was heavy but damn it felt good.

"You've ruined everything. But let me tell you this. Karma's a bitch and you'll be getting it all right back at you." He threw his head back laughing and I shoved him in his car door.

"And what do you have on me? The evidence in your parents will are gone, I have an army while you don't and for God's sake, you don't even know where I live even though you lived there for the past two years. Honey, you have no chance." He cooed while obviously liking this victim complex. "I'm not gonna force you with me. This time I'll make you come back willingly. You don't like the attention, right? Well, then you're gonna love what's coming for you. You're still porcelain, and you'll break with my touch."

"Sounds like a bet to me. Just know that I won't play fair. Game on, Zach. This time the tables are turned." He clenched his jaw and the detriment that played in my eyes was enough for him to see that I was serious.

'Count your days, the end is nearing' And I did not know whom I was referring to.

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Josiah's POV

When Rebekah left I was drowned with mixed emotions. What was happening? How did she get hurt? But most importantly, was she okay?

'I'm overwhelmed with confusion right now'.

And I wasn't the only one. Behind me stood the rest of WU and my friends all looked like living question marks.

"Ehh, what just happened?" Emeka asked us but no one had an answer. "Should we go after?" Even though Rebekah hadn't spent that much time with us she had definitely left a mark, especially on Trey. Considering how much he talked about her when she wasn't there, at times I even saw Axton jealous of the attention she got from him.

"Let's see if she's still outside otherwise we'll let it be. We shouldn't pressure her, since we don't know what she's been thru." The others agreed and we walked out the outer staircase.

'Oh, perfect timing.'

"Well, isn't it the boy scouts? Out on a new mission?" Next to the hand railing stood Kieran and his pups. They snickered at the said words and seemed pleased to have some entertainment for the following minutes. Before I could speak up Trey did.

"Cut the crap. Have you seen Rebekah?" It sounded more of a demand than a question and he was pissed. Like he thought they had something to do with her fellow appearance.

"What's with everyone and that bitch today? She throws a fit and suddenly becomes the talk of the school." ′

Bitch? And that comes from the right person.′

"Shut up!" I gripped his collar and quickly lifted him off the ground. "And what the hell are you talking about?"

'A fit? The talk of the school?'

It felt like I had been overseas for months, missing out on so much. Seth stepped up and to not start a fight I let their leader go and instead walked closer.

"Well Miss Popular ran up and bust on some guy over there" He nodded towards the parking lot where a school bus now stood "sadly enough I don't have a super hearing so I couldn't understand what they were saying." He fixed his jacket and smirked. "Having trouble in paradise? You should have chosen your surroundings with people who's easier to control, or maybe you're just not man enough."

"Says the guy who'll never even be half the man his mother is. That you think you have to control someone just proves how much of a jackass you really are." I turned my head towards the others "Let's go."

'What guy was she talking with earlier. Gosh, I'm desperate for answers.'

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