**Gingers POV**
I looked around but there was nothing but that tree that I climbed up in the past fight. I had the strangest feeling that I should run and make it up to safety again. I swung up to a high branch like an acrobat and clung to the tree for dear life.
"Ginger come down we need to talk."
A shiver went down my back as my gaze fell down towards the ground. There stood the two boys who fought over me. Their faces and arms were covered with bruises and cuts, yet each boy had an innocent smile on his face. I slowly and carefully creep to a lower branch still out of reach.
"Oh come on sweetie we just want to talk. You simply haven't answered our question, and frankly we are still curious as to who you would have chosen."
They snickered as if they had told a joke and couldn't wait to tell the punchline. My head was screaming that this wasn't right, and that I needed to stay put.
"I don't trust either of you to be capable of a civil conversation." I let my bold facade show even when inside I was ready to fall apart.
I leaned forward when making my remark and my foot slipped from the branch. My hands held tight to a branch trying to pull myself up, but I was to slow.One of the goons grabbed my ankle and pulled me down and wrapping his strong arms around me a blood curling scream left my lips while the one boy squeezed me until I was gasping for air and unable to talk.
I tried to kick and break free from his grasp as he leaned close to my ear letting his hot gross breath burn my ear.
"Where do you think your going? The fun has just begun."
I turned my face as far away as I could get from either of them as warm tears left my eyes. As they laughed at me being "weak" I screamed as loud as I could for help. A moment later a burning pain spread across my face as one of the boys slapped my face.
"Stop trying to call for help, there nobody around. Let alone anyone who actually cares enough to help you."
As I opened my mouth to give any reply the one holding me put their hand around my neck and tightened his grip. Involuntarily my hands tried to pull his away.
"Not so powerful now are you?" The boy holding my neck breathed his words into my face.
"You ain't even that pretty! Hell you aren't worth a damn." The boy who slapped me spat the last word out.
I scratched and kicked, gasping for air.
"Your....your...just a bully." I could hardly breath and gasped for help. I couldn't say help any more so I screamed as loud as I could with the last little bit of air that I had left.
I felt my body being shaken and my eyes opened wide to see Daniel's worried eyes looking at me. I looked around more to see that all the boys had gathered around to see what was wrong. I shut my eyes and buried my face in my hands taking a deep breath, glad that the nightmare was over.
"Sorry..." I mutter embarrassed that I had woken everyone up for a stupid dream.
"Ginger I feel like there is something your hiding from us. Now I don't know what it is, and its your secret. But it may be best to tell us why you broke down the other night and why your screaming like your about to be murdered in the middle of the night."
I looked at Danny and then at Ryan and Cory. A loud slow sigh escaped me as I prepared myself to tell Danny what my deal was.
"I want to talk to Daniel alone please."
The boys quietly exited and my hands rubbed my temples. I told Daniel about my past with the two boys and my dream. His face was furrowed with thought and he started pacing back and forth around the room. Maybe he thought the same as those boys did. Maybe I was just nothing.
He finally stopped moving and looked at me softly. Gently he hugged me close and started to rub circles on my back.
"Ginger you don't ever need to worry about being hurt again, I'm going to always be here as well as all the boys."
Tears filled my eyes and spilled over onto my cheeks. Daniel looked at me and wiped my face of tears.
"Don't cry love, your to pretty for that."
Quietly he stood up and walked out of the room. I cried silently to myself for what seemed like hours and my door opened while someone walked in. I didn't bother to look because honestly I didn't care at that moment.
"love please stop crying."
**Cory's POV**
Why was I jealous of Ryan and Ginger's little thing? Like I mean I'm the one who usually get the girls. I should let Ryan have her its only fair. I jumped into my car and headed to the mall. She needed a new phone, right? So why not grab her an iPhone 5s. What was the point in just coming to the mall if I couldn't look around? Once I left the apple store I walked past stores and a display in a window and caught my eye. The most beautiful necklace was on display. It had a thin white silver chain with a small sea horse charm on the end of it. This would be perfect for Ginger, since she seemed like a girl who liked plain beautiful things. I walked in and bought it and on my way out there was a small hot girl who walked right up to me.
She had red hair that cascaded in ringlets down her back. Her cloths were tight fitted and she walked confidently over to me. A smirk spread across my face as I look her up and down.
"Are you Cory Bergattie?"
"Why yes I am. " I put on my best bad boy face and smile.
"Here an you give this to Ginger tell her its from a friend. And this is for you. It's a little gift from a possible girlfriend." She blew a little kiss to me as she walked away making sure there was a little extra sway in her hips.
Man was she hot! Hell if Ginger chooses Ryan over me well I have a back up plan. I opened my letter and saw that it was all of her contact information. Was I in luck or what! Gathering all the things I bought I jump into my car again and head home.
Upon arriving I went into Gingers room to give her what I bought. When I entered the room I stood there in shock until I quickly placed the stuff on her dresser, apologized, and quickly walked out.
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What a life
FanfictionEveryone's biggest fear is to lose everything and everyone they care about and love, and that's what happens to Ginger. In a horrific accident her life flips upside down. Now shes alone in the world with nothing to her name. In her weakest time s...