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The Irony Of Choking On A Lifesaver.

Chapter 4.

✄ Edited: 17th December 2014.

The Irony Of Choking On A Lifesaver. (All Time Low.)

*** Shane's P.O.V ***

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Recap:

I don't know how that guy got in the other night, but I wouldn't let it happen again.

So I settled into my bed with my book and read the night away.

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I was grabbed by the collar and dragged off to the side.

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Wednesday.

A banging on my door is what woke me up the next morning, my book was laying on my face and my lamp was still on, the only light on in the room as my curtains were black out.

"Who is it?" I yelled over the banging, it stopped momentarily, but started up again more frantic.

"I said," I yelled as I pushed the dresser out of the way, "who the fuck is it?"

When I opened the door though I didn't get a chance to see who it was, wanna guess why? Because I was brought into a bone crushing hug.

"Woah!" I tried to yell but my face was squished into a chest.

I was finally let go and could take a couple of deep breaths to fill my deprived lungs.

"The - fuck - man!" I yelled between breaths, I then looked up and found that it was the same guy from the other night, but now... He looked hot.

My legs started to feel weak as he stared down at me with his gorgeous light green eyes, his black hair fell into his eyes but he didn't move it away.

He was wearing something similar to the other night, but instead his jeans were a dark blue and his vest white with the black leather jacket over the top.

I put my hand against the wall to keep me upright and looked up at him.

"Y-yeah?" I stuttered.

He had a lopsided grin on his face and pulled me into him by my hips. I had mine on his chest to keep a distance between us and my legs still felt wobbly.

"W-what?" I tried to ask again. He still said nothing and instead leaned into me. My arms did nothing to stop him from coming closer, and I don't think I would of anyway.

"I just," he whispered softly as he let his lips gently touch my neck, "want you..."

That's when I came back to reality and remembered this man was a stranger, my arms suddenly worked and because I caught him off guard he moved back when I pushed him.

"Stay away from me," I snapped, slamming the door and locking it.

There was a slight knock on the door before I heard him sigh and then his footsteps go down the hall.

Yeah... You leave Mr. Creepy!

I changed my cloths quickly and made my way down the stairs, watching out for where I knew it was squeaky so I didn't tip off Mr. Creepy.

It worked, and I was out the door, walking down the street with headphones in my ears towards the school.

People were flowing in and when I was going to cross the threshold of the schools entrance, I was grabbed by the collar and dragged off to the side.

I was chocking and breathing harshly when I was let go and I fell to the ground onto my knees.

When I looked up, I was not surprised to see James and his two minions Ben and Harry.

I was still on the ground when the first kick came.

It was swift and to the ribs, it hurt but I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of seeing me in pain.

"Is that all you got?" I wheezed out unhappily.

"No," James hissed, then he made a motion to the minions and they hauled me up onto my feet, holding my arms behind my back as James landed blow after blow to my stomach, face and anywhere else.

I was in immense pain when James finally got bored and I was dropped to the floor in a heap, blood was coming up my throat and I was just throwing up when I felt someone's hand rubbing my back soothingly. It made me flinch back and look up at them scared.

Fortunately for me, it was the twins. Mikhail and Lockie.

Lockie was the one rubbing my back and I felt myself collapse completely from where I got myself onto my feet.

They caught me, one on each side and I moaned in pain. I think one of my ribs were broken.

"We're taking you to the hospital," Mikhail muttered as they each started to drag me towards a car.

I was about to protest that I couldn't, when Lockie gave me a look, and I shut up. It was scary, and I didn't feel like getting on the wrong side of another person.

"B-but..." I tried to splutter out, it wasn't just my ribs it felt like my lungs were burning. It was hard to even breath right now, let alone do anything.

"Go to sleep," I was placed into the back of a truck and given a blanket, I tried to get comfortable and close my eyes.

Sleep came easily because of the pain and I was out for the count.

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"You can't!" I heard someone furiously whisper as I came into slight consciousnesses

I couldn't remember where I was, or how I had got there but it was a all white room which smelt of cleaning materials.

There was a door opposite the bed which was slightly ajar, the voices were floating in from out there.

"I will and you can't stop me!" Someone else whispered back.

"Fine!" The first voice yelled, then as I was going to close my eyes Lockie entered the room and saw me awake, and surprisingly the same guy as this morning also walked into the room.

"Ha!" Lockie then yelled with a triumphant smile, "you can't do it now."

The other man sighed, then sat down in the only chair in the room, watching me.

"Don't mind him," Mikhail said around a mouthful of food, "he's just here to make sure those bastards don't come to finish you off. You're perfectly safe, go back to sleep. You'll need it."

I didn't feel 'perfectly safe' with two guys I had only just met and a stranger who had been in my house in the same room. But again, as I was going to protest my eyes started to close and I was out for the count.