Roles Reversed (Labriel)

Gabriel

Sorry, but the story is going to start on a sad note. 

My body slams into a locker making my back arch. I fall into a heap, taking in ragged breaths. I try to stand up, but a foot connects with my stomach making me hunch over and fall. I hear laughter all around me.

"Good God, how can anyone possibly be that weak?"

"Haha, well he apparently can!"

I hold my stomach and next thing I know there's a very foul smell.

"What the hell man, you just threw up everywhere!" someone yells

Through my curtain of long hair, I see a pair of black Timberlands coming towards me. It's Damon

"Get up," he commands.

I can't. I am not able to get up. My chest hurts, I'm having struggles with breathing, and I'm sore all over.

"What are you doin', I said get up!" he yells.

"I can't," I whisper.

"What?" he asks

"I can't get up," I say louder

He laughs like a maniac.

"Well then, since you can't get up, we'll just handle you on the floor," he says. "Go ahead, boys!"

All his followers run towards me and start punching, kicking and spitting on me. I curl up into a ball and protect my face. It's the least I can do.

Someone help me! I tell myself. Please!

But, I know that no one will help me. No one ever does.

My stomach churns, and I feel like crying.

What did I do to deserve this? All I've ever tried to do is be a good student.

I'm so alone. My vision starts to get hazy and the voices of the others start to get slower like we're moving in slow motion.

My head throbs, it hurts. I'm seeing black.

I'm losing consciousness.

Someone help.