The Outlaws

twelve.

Picture: Ashley Greene as Nikki Forman

This chapter isn't as long as the previous one! But there is a lot going on.

CHRISTIAN

Her words sound strangled as she lets out a sob. "It's Jeremy. He- he touched me."

Her hair looks disheveled and her dress is a little out of place.

I feel a muscle in my jaw tick.

That motherfucking son of a bitch.

I would have made a joke and teased Alexis to see how cute she looks when she's agitated. But she isn't agitated-she's fucking terrified.

I hear movement and words being spoken behind me as they try to figure out what is happening, but I don't have to answer them. Footsteps and shouts come from where she came from.

Alexis gasps and spins around, losing her balance a little, but I keep my firm hold on her, pulling her closer to me.

"Hey! What's going on? You-" a large, muscular guy points a finger at her. He has black hair and seriously can't walk straight. They all can't, in fact. "-You're supposed to be with Jeremy."

Jeremy's friend, that other popular prick... Ben? Brent? Dick?

"Come back here," he orders.

Alexis clutches my shirt as she trembles and stares in horror at the Jocks that came here.

"She's not going anywhere with you, asshole," I say, not loudly, but firmly and coolly.

I move, so she's completely out of their view, and I let go of her, knowing that Rachel and Lindsey will help her.

"Come here," Rachel whispers to Alexis.

I hear their light footsteps as they move further back, away from what looks like is going to turn into a fight.

I glance behind to see that Lindsey tries to hide Alexis, and Daniel, Isaiah and Matt come out to back me up. Four against five.

"Bran, do something," Jeremy practically whines, sounding so pathetic.

Right, Brandon. That's his name.

Brandon swats a hand at his little puppy. "What did you say?" He takes a step towards me.

I don't flinch. We're almost the same height and Brandon is more built, but they've probably never properly fought before, and they're all wasted so it's not going to be much of a problem.

"Why do people like to ask for a repeat when they've clearly heard it?" I genuinely ask, frustrated as fuck with this guy. "I said, she's not going anywhere, then I called you an asshole."

"What, you think she's going to stay here with you losers?" Jeremy pipes up.

Wow, is the little puppy is all grown up now?

"You think she wants to hang out with a bunch of Jocks, whom one of which, has to force a girl into sex?" I retort.

I hear Lindsey gasp, as expected.

"Amateurs," I joke.

"Thanks a lot, Jer," one of the guys mutters and smacks Jeremy over the head.

"She's just going to leave you," Brandon says casually.

I raise my hands. "Hey, she ran to me, and away from you and her own date."

Jeremy clenches his fists and moves forward till we're toe to toe.
"She's just going to leave you, like your parents did," he hisses, ignoring my comment.