I woke up and put on shorts and a shirt and my chains and stuff. I braided my hair and slipped on my combat boots. There was one person, one that I felt like I should talk to. Charlie. But I haven't talked to him in years. I decided not to. So I just walked outta my room and down to the cafeteria. I saw Portman sitting close to Fulton. "Cat!" Fulton yelled. I walked and sat down next to him. "Hey Cat. How was that date last night?" Portman asked "Leave me alone Portman." I said. "What did I do?" He asked "Forget it." I said and kicked my chair and walked out. I went to the workout spot and sat down. I lost Dean. All because I felt like the only way to get him to tell me was by making him jealous. "Oh look who it is? It's Kitty." McGill said. I turned and saw the two hawks that bullied me. "Kitty Cat. Wanna play?" Larson asked "Leave me the hell alone." I said "Hmmm. No can do Kitty Cat." McGill said. "Really McGill. It's been years and you still do this!" I yelled. "Kitty I never stopped just Reed was always around and well now he's not." McGill said. I punched McGill straight in the face. I felt a fist collide with my jaw and then one with my eye. They hit me. They beat me up. Soon they left. I got up and walked back to the dorm. Everyone was in class so I could get into my room without any suspicion. I walked in and locked my door. I hid in the corner of my room. Crying. I hated McGill and Larson. I don't know how long has gone by. I felt the blood on my face dry. I heard a knock on my door and ignored it. "Cat! It's Fulton." He said "Cat are you in there?" I asked. I moved my foot and knocked my hockey sticks over. "Cat are you ok?" He asked. "Cathrine open the door." Fulton said. I couldn't move. I was too scared. I closed my eyes and heard the door bust open. I hid my face behind my hair. There was no way to hide my bruised knuckles. "Cat are you okay?" Fulton asked. He walked over to me and kneeled in front of me. "Catty." He said. He went to grab my hand but I pulled it way. "Cat what's wrong?" He asked. I looked at him. Moving my hair. "Cat who did this?" He asked. "Fulton I'm scared." I cried. "Hey. Who did this? Just tell me who." He said "The hawks ." I said. "No ones going to mess with you." He said. "I'm so scared Fulton. It hurt so much." I said. Fulton pulled me into a hug. I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep.
I woke up in my bed. Today I had to go and face the team. I got dressed in a sweater and long pants. I kept my hair down and put my glasses on. Then walked out. I walked into the cafeteria. I couldnt look up. I looked at the floor until I got to our table. "Hey Cat." Fulton said and put his hand lightly on my back. "Want food?" He asked. I shook my head no. "Cat you need to eat." He said. "Toast." I said and he got up and came back quickly with my food and had it just how I like it. I ate. Then it was time to go to our game. We were playing Iceland I think. Yeah we've been here almost The whole competition. We have only lost one game. That was horrible. We had never faced Iceland before. I need to talk to dad. I got up and rushed to his office. "Catty. Hey. It's been awhile since we talked." He said. "Dad I can't play." I said "What do you mean can't play?" He said "When I tell you this, you can't freak out." I said "Okay." He said "Two nights ago, I went out for ice cream with a friend. Well let's just say it ended with me alone in a park. So yesterday. I went to the field to get stuff off my mind. Larson and McGill showed up. And they did this." I said and moved my hair and took my glasses off. "Cathrine." He said "Does anyone know about this?" He asked "Fulton." I said. "Cat do you want me to do something about it?" He asked "No I just need to sit out today." I said "Ok sweetheart." He said. I got up and walked to the dorm and grabbed a jacket and then it was time to go to the rink for the game. Everyone has been in the locker room for around 30-50 minutes. I opened the door and it fell silent. I walked to my locker and pulled out a wrap. I wrapped up my hand and then threw the wrap back in my locker. I might have put a dent in it. I sat on my bench and looked down at my hands. "Alright Team. So today. We are against Iceland. We've got to give it our all." Dad said. I didn't look up. "Be on the ice in 10." Dad said and left. Everyone followed except Fulton and Portman. "Cat? Why aren't you in your gear?" Portman asked "Leave me alone Portman." I said "Fulton why is she doing this?" Dean asked "Dude shh." Fulton said. "Catty. Look at me." Fulton said and sat in front of me. "Are you still scared?" He asked "Scared of what?" Dean asked "Of this!" I yelled and stood up. Showing everything, every bruise and every cut. "Cat what's that?" Dean asked "I'm out for the game." I said and walked out to the bench. I sat next to my dad. I wanted to play but I couldn't being hurt and having my hand bruised up. So I sat and watched the game. "Let's go!" Coach yelled. The game ended and I don't remember the score. I walked back to the locker room and sat by my locker. I opened it and looked at my jersey. I wish things could be different. I wish we could still be the ducks. Not team USA, we played better as ducks. I heard the team coming inside the locker room. I came in before them. Everyone was so tired so it was quite. I waited for Fulton to be done so I could walk with him. But he was taking forever. I walked out of the locker room and into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. Bruised face, busted lip, and a black eye, I have never felt pretty in my life, and this just makes me feel ugly. Having this be what people see. I walked back to the dorms alone. I sat in my room, thinking. Thinking about how different my life would be if my mom was around. How maybe if I hadn't made Dean jealous than maybe I wouldn't have gotten beat up. But my thoughts are interrupted by a knock on my door. I sat up from my desk and opened the door. Standing there was Dean and Fulton. "What?" I asked "Cat we need to talk." Fulton said and pushed Dean I to my room. "Why are you guys here?" I asked "Cat tell Dean what happened." Fulton said "Why? He doesn't care. He didn't care the night I ran off after seeing him with that blonde chick!" I said. Forgetting Dean was standing there. "What?" Dean asked "The night I went on that so called date with Zack. I saw you and some blonde chick together. I didn't even want to go out that night. I wanted to stay here and hang out with you two again. But I was stupid! I'm always stupid that's why those stupid hawks did this!" I yelled "Fulton who are the hawks?" Dean asked "That team I told you about a few weeks ago. That she came from. Those guys that messed with Adam they did this to her yesterday. That's why she couldn't play." Fulton said. "So these hawks came here and did that to Cat?" Dean asked "Clearly!" I yelled. I walked to my mirror and looked at myself. "Why? I wasn't pretty but this, having these, makes me feel useless, ugly, like no one cares." I said and ran my hand on my face. "Fulton. I'm still scared." I said and Fulton walked over to me and hugged me. "No one will hurt you again Catty. Not while I'm here." Fulton said. "Your the best brother I could ever ask for." I said. "Dean." Fulton said and I felt someone crush me in the middle. "Really!?" I laughed. "There She is." Dean said. "The rebel ducks. Back together!" Fulton yelled. Me and Dean just laughed.
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Rebel Duck
FanficNames Cat. Cat Bombay. My father is Gordon Bombay. He played for the hawks. A very good hockey team. I play for the hawks. Dad is a lawyer. A good one at that. I'm a beast on the ice. What happens when Cats father has to Coach d-5?