Chapter 30

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Georgia's POV:

Do not turn around Georgia, I keep my head down and keep walking. I hope for her own sake that she lets me walk away.

"Where do you think your going?" Jenny grabs my backpack and yanks me back torwards her. I manage to keep my fists clenched behind my back.

"Did Theo finnally figure out what a whore you are and leave you? Or did he figure out that you have daddy issues?" Jenny laughs and the two other girls behind her giggle quietly, eyeing her to make sure they are aloud to.

"I really don't need your shit today Jenny". I roll my eyes and try to walk away but this dumbass grabs my bag again.

"Hell no-"

"God dammit, get the fuck off me!" I yell and slam her into the lockers. Her eyes turn into flames. Jenny tries to throw a punch but I catch it. Growing up with all boys has its advantages.

"Sweetie don't make me fuck your face up even more...or maybe a few punches may fix that ugly ass thing". I growl at Jenny, but Jenny shakes her fist out of my grip and shoves me.

"Alright you asked for it". I tighten my fists, the way Memphis and Dakota taught me when we were younger, tucking my thumb around the outside of my fists and I swing. I don't know if I hit her the first time so I swing again, and again. When she falls onto the floor shielding her face, I follow right behind her.

"What the he-. Georgia? What the? Get off her". Someone wraps their arms around my waist and pulls me away from Jenny. She stays on the floor crying.

"Oh and Jenny darling? Might wanna go get an STD check! I heard that teacher's wife you fucked last week has aids". I yell as Memphis and Dakota drag me down the hallway.

"What the hell happened back there Georgia?". Memphis yells still dragging me. I stay silent and yank myself out of their grip when we've reached my stop.

"God that felt good". I mumble and walk into the principal's office, whatever happens I know it'll be worth it.

Theo's POV:

The house looks rundown, like it hasn't been used in years. Makes sense, use a place that no one ever uses and you'll never get found. My uncle definitely doesn't want this place found, it took us an hour just to find the road that leads back to this abandoned neighborhood. The guy took way longer than we thought he would to break, in fact it took us a whole day to finally get the address out of him. When he finally told us we wasted no time in loading him in the van and trying to figure out where to leave him.

"I have an idea". Alex smiled and gave us the directions to a gas station a few towns over. Alex got out of the car and dug around in the back for some more rope.

"Help me get the guy in the bathroom. James go and grab the keys from the person inside". Alex points to the old gas station and James jog's inside. Long story short, we tied him to the toilet, duct taped his mouth and left him there for someone else to find. Now we are sitting down the road from the house my uncle is supposedly in.

"What should we do?" James taps the steering wheel nervously.

"I have no clue. We can't rush them, we have a gun". I run my hand threw my hair, trying to think about a way to do what needs to be done without getting myself and my buddies killed.

"How many people do you think he has?" Alex eyes the house. Funny thing is, there has been no sign of anyone inside. There's nobody outside, I haven't seen any light from the window, no one has even left or entered.

"More than three". I sigh and look back to the house for any sign of what we're about to walk into.

"Maybe...we should finally involve the cops? Shut this shit down for good?"

"He said he would kill all of us...including the kids he already has". I finally tell them what my uncle told me when he sold me to that guy I killed.

"What if he knows it wasn't you?" James winces as his idea.

"Alright let's hear it".

Georgia's POV:

"Georgia? What has gotten into you? First you don't go to school for two days, then the one day you go back you beat some girl to a pulp?"

"Nothing Mom, I'm fine". I close the fridge and face my very angry mother. The school called her when they suspended me, then they sent me home.

"I just don't know what to do with you lately. Is it because we took in Jax? Is something wrong with Autumn? The puppies?" She rambles on, looking deep into my eyes, trying to find whatever she thinks has poisoned me.

"No mom. Really, I'm fine. They were picking on me, have been for awhile...and I guess I finally got tired of it". I shrug and look away hoping she won't get even more mad. Instead she laughs, I jerk my head back at her to make sure she's ok.

"That's my girl. Now go check on those puppies for me". She walks back into her room to do whatever she always does in her room.

"Hey Georgie". Memphis and Kota call simultaneously when they walk into the barn.

"Hey guys, how was school?"

"Boring". They both say again.

"God dang it Dakota, get the hell out of my head!" Memphis shouts and dramatically sits next to me, starting to play with the puppies.

"Which one are we keeping?"

"I like that one, he's a crazy little fucker". Memphis points at the biggest one of the group.

"Nah the one who's always escaping is the best". Dakota smiles and picks up said escape artist. I laugh and look around at all the puppies, each one has their own personality. But there's one, who's been hand shy ever since the day Theo and I picked them up.

"I like that one". I point to the littlest puppy, the hand shy one.

"Figures". Kota sighs

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"You have a knack for picking the troubled ones". Memphis grins.

"Remember when we all went to pick our foals? The people who were selling them told us that baby Autumn wasn't gonna make it. Before they even finished their sentence you had her tied up and had named her Autumn". James smiles fondly at the memory.

"Oh yeah! Mom and Dad tried to dissuade me but I was not budging". I laugh.

"Lets not forget about Theo". Memphis smirks.

"What about him?" I side eye Memphis, mad he brought up Theo when I was just forgettting about him not being here.

"You picked another troubled one". Memphis states.

"Theo is not troubled". I defend.

"Oh yeah, cause being held captive by your own family isn't troubling at all". Memphis rolls his eyes and offers me a hand to stand up.

"Lets go tell mom which puppy you chose".

"I bet she already knows".

"Shut up Memphis". I yell, causing them to laugh. 

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