Rampage✔

Chapter 4: Blood and pain

I stood up from the from my seat and went the cafeteria. It was full with people. There were different groups and people from the whole school. 

I am a loner so I took my food and chose the furthest table. I placed my tray on the table and sat down. My eyes wandered where I used to sit with my friends.

There was sitting Annie, Samantha and Hana. I didn't saw Kelly anywhere. They were acting like I was never part of their group. A sigh escaped from my lips. Looks like I was wrong the whole time. I thought them as friends and look what they have turned out.

Suddenly, I didn't like eating anymore. Standing up from my seat and I  threw my food into the trashcan. I walked through the crowd and exited the cafeteria.

Walking through the hallway, I turned left. Then I took the stairs and went to the third floor.

It felt like somebody was following me because I heard faint footsteps and noises. I looked back to make sure but there was nobody. Maybe  it was just my imagination. I hurried my steps.

Suddenly a black cloth came out of nowhere and wrapped around my face. Some hand came and got the hold of my whole body and clamped my mouth.

"Mmmmhh." Instead of a scream a muffled voice came out. They forcefully took me somewhere I don't know, someplace away from the school building as sun rays spilled over my body.

"Mmmmh... L....let..me ...go!" I tried to screamed as much as I can. My teeth dug against the hand that held my voice.

"Aaah!!!!!..You little.. !"

Then they let go of me and pushed me on the ground. I fell back on the hard concrete with a thud sound. My back wasn't wholly healed. It started to burn again. Then they took off the cloth and I closed my eyes for a few moment. I opened them and tried to adjust with the flashing light. When my eyes adjusted with the surrounding, I saw three boys standing before me. They were smirking at my condition, I could sense there evil intention.

"Well, well, you have woke up from your little nap, haven't you?" One with the black hair said.

They looked pure evil. They were built, strong and wicked. Their aura screamed trouble.

I tried to stand up, but he kicked me in the stomach and I fell down.

"Look at her, so weak and brittle, trying to act strong." another boy said.

"Don't worry boys, from today, she'll know her place." I heard a new voice.

My eyes were closed and I didn't have the energy to yell at them. The pain I was feeling was miserable. My hand was curled up against my stomach. Tears seeping from the corner of my eyes.

"Already crying baby. We didn't even started yet."They laughed .

"Start the fun boys."

After that, I didn't know what was happening to me. Every kick, every punch brought new pain, new blood and new wounds. One held my hand so I won't protest, the others kicked me in the stomach continuously, punched me in face until it was all bloodied, slammed my head in the concrete, twisted my arms and forearms brutally. I don't know how long it continued. I don't know why I didn't faint, I didn't lose conscious so all of it would end. All the pain, all the sufferings, all the tortures would go away.

What should you do when you can't see anything, just can feel what they are doing with your body. You feel every pain. You know that, no one gonna come forward to help you. There's no energy left in your body to fight back. No matter how many times you scream, how many times you tell them to stop, how many times you cry, you plea, you beg , you pray,they won't stop.

They'll carry on and you have to endure all the pain.

Have you ever punched yourself hard on the stomach? Tell me what do you feel. Do you feel a fiery pain that lasts for a few moment? Do you enjoy it or do you try to endure it? You feel the unpleasant sensation that spreads over your . You definitely don't enjoy it. You wait until it goes away, until you can feel relief. What if, it doesn't go away? What if it rises higher and higher and you can't recognize your own blood curling scream?

That what's I was feeling. I couldn't defend my self. Maybe it was some simple kicks and punches for them. But for me, it was new. The sensation was new. The experience was new. I was never beaten like this before.

They went away, when they were satisfied with my state. But I lied on the ground with blood all around me.

This wasn't bully or some kind of revenge. This was a social sickness. Their thought, their observation, their sick mind, their rage let them to this path.

I didn't know when I opened my eyes. I stared into an empty space. My mind was blank. I was trying to registered, just what happened a few moments ago or a few hours ago . I couldn't move my arms or my body. The pain was still there but lessened a bit.

"Oh, you are awake. That's good."

I looked up at the source of the voice. It was Mrs. Noah. She's our medical guide.

"So, how are you feeling?"she asked sincerely.

"Better."

"Could you please tell me who did this to you?" She asked me with a worried look.

" I don't know."

"Oh, then, do you recognize anything suspicious about the suspect?" She again asked.

"No." I said.

"Why do you think they'll do...."

"Can please stop this! You exactly know why they did this and stop your acting! Nothing won't happen if you take action against them! N-nothing won't stop them...." I shouted out and my shout turned into silent cries.

She looked at me sympathetically. Her eyes saddening at my word.

"I-I'm sorry my dear." She said and walked out of the room. I buried my face in the pillow and cried continuously. My body started to shake. I was feeling sick and feverish. I was feeling hopeless.