*Flashback 7th Grade*
•Zendaya P.O.V•
As I walk down the hallway, looking down at my feet, I hear the sound of quiet whispers behind me. I turn around to see Jessica and all of her "friends" (a.k.a. the fake, popular people) start to gather around me.
"Looks like your daddy gave you another little bruise, huh slut." Jessica said
"I bet I could make it bigger" one of her friends said walking a little closer to me.
"To bad your mom didn't love you enough to bring you with her when she died" Jessica spat.
I try to hold back my tears but one escapes and rolls down my cheek.
They all were walked closer and closer to me until my back hits against the lockers, the girl now only a few feet away from me.
"Hey, Jessica!" I hear someone call from across the hall. The girl I'm backed away and turned to her boyfriend. Tom Holland.
He walks over and wraps his arm around her shoulder.
"What's going on?"
"Oh, n-nothing." Jessica replied, suddenly sounding hurt.
"Just tell me baby."
"O-okay. Zendaya was calling me slut and a whore and she was about to hit me."
What the fuck!
"Is that true?" He said while looking at me directly at me. I just rolled my eyes and replied with
"She doesn't actually like you, you know. Shes just using you for your popularity" I pause. Tom just looks at me in shock.
"And she's cheating on you with James" I finally add.
"W-what?" He asks softly, not sure whether to believe me or not.
"Babe, don't listen to her. She's just a stupid whore who get abused by her dad because not even her own father likes her." She snickered, and so did all of her 'friends'.
Suddenly, he removes his arm from around her and steps towards me. She looks at her and says
"At least she's not a fake, stuck-up bitch who makes fun of people for their own amusement. We're done."
With that, she slaps him across the face and walks away angrily.
"
Are you okay?" I say, looking at Tom's cheek, I could already tell there was a bruised starting to form.
"Oh yeah, I'm alright. I always knew she was a bad person."
"Do you want to get out of here?" Tom asked
"But class is about to start."
"Yeah, I know."
"You know what... fuck it."
I say as I grab Tom's hand and run out the door.
We got pretty far considering we running for most part.
"I want to show you something"
Tom says as we walk down a path into a forest.
We walk for about five minutes until he points to an old-looking treehouse.
I smiled as I walked to the ladder and climbed up.
There was a small couch and graffiti all up and down the walls.
I sat down on the couch and he sat on the floor.
"It was pretty cool what you did back there" I say with a cheesy smile
"It was nothing"
"I'll always be there if you need me, even if it means I slapped for it" He said with a chuckle even though I knew he was serious.
"Promise?" I asked
"Yeah, sure."
"Shake on it"
"Okay" he lifts his hand out to mine.
"Wait" I say as I pull out a Swiss Army knife and slide it across my hand.
Warm blood poured out of the large incision I had just made on the palm of my hand as I pass the knife to him.
He grimaced, but did the same.
We both stood up, blood dripping from our hands, and shook them.
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