Wynrie's foster brother, Zeb was heading towards her on the lunch tables. She was standing up straight immediately as he stepped forward only once more. She seemed to have been afraid of him for some reason and one that seemed like I had to get involved.
I walked over behind Zeb and stood there, waiting for him to make the wrong move so I could beat his ass. I always hated him. He always had been an arrogant fuck. Especially when it came to Wynrie and school for some unknown reason. Whenever they could get time together at some point and be in the same room, he'd always found a way to hurt her or be incredibly dickish to her. Word on the street, he beats her for his own personal game.
He is more of a sadistic fuck than anyone else I know. He makes everyone sick to their stomachs. It's almost like he can't be anything different than that. So very sad. Daemon was walking out from behind the dumpsters with Shirley when he noticed I was standing behind Zeb. He wanted to run over there and beat his ass, but he knew he couldn't touch the bastard... Unfortunately.
Shirley put her hand on his bicep and he shrugged it off as quickly as it touched him. He turned the other way and headed back inside the school. He wanted to be alone. To calm himself. To fill the need growing within him. Zeb had raised his hand up towards Wynrie and I went into instant killer mode.
Tate and Embrielle and Daemon saw from their spots and all headed towards me because they knew what I was about to do....
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Violently Icy
TienerfictieNear death She was.... Wynrie Moon was a 16 year old outcast girl from the Monterey City rental apartments. School was very struggling for her... Daemon Embers was the outcast boy who had a certain attitude... She found him to be her dream King...
