His Everything

Chapter 3

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Just seeing him made my anxiety rise. He walked over to me and sat right next to me making me shake slightly. I decided to just ignore him the best I can, even though that might not work.

Once the teacher came in and started the class I felt something touch my thigh. I looked down and saw that he decided to put his hand on my thigh resting it there. I tried to get his hand off me but every time I did he would tighten his hand on my thigh to the point I knew it would bruise.

When the bell rang I quickly packed up my stuff and ran for the door but before I got there my wrist was grabbed. I knew who it was and my body tensed up, "Where do you think you're going?" he made me shiver in a bad way.

He started to pull me down the hall, gripping my wrist tighter causing pain to shoot up my arm including the pain shooting up my leg. He pulled me outside and towards his friends. They looked over at us and when their eyes landed on me they started to smirk.

My eyes widened and I started to pull my wrist as hard as I could to get away from him but it didn't work. I knew that my wrist would be bruised and there was no way of hiding that from anyone.

My anxiety was spiking I felt like I couldn't breathe. My throat felt closed and my chest felt heavy making me feel even more panicked than I already was. I started to pull harder not even caring if I broke my wrist at this point I just wanted to get away from them.

All of a sudden he let go of my hand making me almost fall to the floor from trying to get out of his grip but he ended up placing his hands down on the top of my shoulders. His grip was tight and bruising hurting my shoulders.

"Just because those guys helped you before doesn't mean they will do it again." I froze in fear of them. I couldn't breathe I felt like I was suffocating. I just wanted to leave, go home, I wanted Ryder.

The need for that feeling I always get when I was near Ryder was increasing by the second, but I knew that I couldn't get what I want. I never could get what I want. I know I sound selfish but I just want it all to stop.

"Your ours now, do you understand," Joey said between clenched teeth. I didn't respond out of fear, of course, that wasn't the best idea. The hold he had on my shoulders tightened so hard I wanted to scream from the pain yet I didn't. I couldn't.

It was as if it happened in slow motion. I watched as Joey raised his hand ready to strike my face in a hard slap when a hand came out holding onto his wrist stopping him from hitting me. I watched as their faces changed pale full of fear.

I was ripped from Joey's grip and into someone else's hold but I didn't struggle I couldn't I didn't have the strength or the energy to do anything. All I could do was rest my head against the person's chest.

My shaking didn't stop, my breathing was still not normal and my head was starting to get dizzy. My shoulders were throbbing including my thigh and wrists, but I didn't utter a single word.

All of a sudden my cheeks were cupped and my head was forced up gently. My brown eyes clashed with blue ones that were slightly dark with anger but lightened slightly with worry. It was Ryder, he was here.

Fear just clouded my mind making it hard to calm myself down. Flashbacks invaded my mind making my fear rise. It didn't help it just made everything worse.

I could hear someone calling my name maybe even multiple people but it was foggy almost distant from me like I was underwater, it was like I was drowning.

I felt this sudden warmth surround me, I didn't know what it was and I didn't fight it, but when my head was turned so my ear was pressed against it I heard a heartbeat.