𝕊𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕒 ℝ𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕝 ℙ𝕚𝕥𝕥: 𝕌𝕟𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪 𝕊𝕠𝕦𝕝

Five

⚠️Chapters five and Six are mad unconsentual. But don't worry, I won't go into detail because no⚠️

       

             Now,don't get me wrong,Sophia was fast. But Patrick was faster. When the tall boy got close enough,he grabbed a hand full of her hair and yanked her back. This released a scream and for her to call on her her knees, scuffing them. That made it easier for Patrick to wrap more of her long brown hair around his hand for her scalp and his knuckles to touch.

           The next one to catch up was a shorter boy with short blonde,messy hair.

            "Good job,Patrick."he praises,still a bit winded.

             "Thanks Vic." he answered.

             "I'm guessing your names
Victor,"Sophia blurted out. "Either that or Victoria, which wouldn't be too surprising."

             This didn't spark positive reaction from Vic though.

             "This lil' bitch got a mouth like Tozier." Victor hissed,moving close to her face. "No need to worry bout' that though. We'll stuff that thing up real good."

               Both of the boy's snickered. That alone told everything they planned on doing with the young girl. Well not today,Daddy-O. Sophia did the first thing that came to mind:she used all of her leg strength to kick Victor right in the balls. That caused him to almost immediately fall to the ground. She then used all of her arm strength to punch Patrick in the gut,causing him to fall as well. But as soon as Victor fell he got right back up like one of those inflatable clowns. As Sophie began to run again,she though that sh might be able to make it to her house. But she was wrong again. Instead she was slammed into a tree. It scuffed and possibly bruised her upper and lower back,leaving a sharp throbbing ache. Her head was also impacted. Constant ringing filled her ears. At first everything was muffled.

        "ʰᵒˡᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵃʳᵐˢ."
  
  
        "ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵍᵉᵗ ʰᵉʳ ˡᵉᵍˢ"

    Then she heard a voice for certain.

            
     "This nigger-bitch got a nice set of jugs." A voice said,followed by a troll like laugh.

        Sophia then felt a hand go right onto her breast. She opened her eyes and saw Henry,trying to move away. But she couldn't. At first she thought she was paralyzed,but it was Patrick, Victor,and a chubbier boy in a trucker hat pinning her down to the ground.

       "What do any of you even WANT from me?" Sophia finally asked.

         She was exhausted,sore,and her scalp felt like it was on fire.
All she wanted to do was watch "Looney Tunes" and eat ice cream.

          "You know exactly why you're here,what happened in the hallway!" Henry exclaimed in her face,making her flinch.

          At first she has no clue what  he was rambling about,but then she remembered.

                The Energy.

           
       When Henry talked to her like that,it created a new sensation neither one of them have ever felt before.            Henry had never felt so much empowerment over someone.

            Maybe a couple of kindergardeners,but it never felt this..personal. Like he knew everything about her and nothing about her simultaneously.

              And ever since then (even till his last breath) all he wanted was more. More,more,more.

              Henry must've seen the look on her face,cause the same grin Sophia saw on Patrick's face was now on Henry's.

               " You'll all see what I mean." Bowers looked at Patrick,Victor,and the brunette boy as he grinned ear to ear. Then he looked only at Patrick,gave a single nod,then looked back at Sophia. Patrick licked his lips and gave a sickening laugh.

                He then started to unbutton Sophie's shorts.

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