Diary Of A Tomboy

Chapter 32

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My head was dizzy. Everything was swaying. My soon to be headache was attacking every inch of my brain like a hammer.
I wanted to faint from sleep but then again, I had this blooming energy at the same time. Thompson only pouts like a child whenever I get dizzy. He's no help, for now.

Knock Knock.

My eyes search for the source as Thompson continues to pout.

Knock Knock!

The room was still black in blankness before the drug finally did its job and made me lose consciousness.
I uncontrollably fell on the ground like a dead fish. Tiny Voices echo through my mind like a memory but I couldn't recognize anything of what they were saying.

I wanted to wake up. I wanted to disappear. Why hasn't Logan made it here already? Didn't Jen call him? No, he wouldn't leave me out. He can't do anything other than wait for me so he must've called Logan by now.

"Wake up" a familiar voice snaps my eyes open. It wasn't Thompson; I'm sure of that.

Even when there was light in the room, I barely saw anything. I just wanted someone to snap the drug out of me.

"Do you like surprises?" Diana's voice forever crushes whatever hope I had held for Logan and Jen.

"Fuck off" I hiss.

"Well you don't seem to like it but I still do" she sighs.

I wonder what shit would she spit if I 'surprise' her by pulling every strand of her obnoxious blonde hair out of her empty brain.

"While you were asleep, we also had a drink with him" she gestured towards Thompson.

Fuck.

I drank that goddamned drug for nothing? To be the laughingstock of a bitch?

She notices my almost-failed attempt to control my anger before her heels come near me as she sits with her weight resting on her feet.

"Open your eyes" her long nails dig into my cheek.

I open them, barely. She had a lazy smile on her face with her blonde hair almost itching my skin. From this close, She was beautiful; just like they had said.

"You won't forget today, ever" she states, "I could've ruined you just like Them, but I didn't" she shrugged.

"You wanted to... until I showed up" My intention for yelling my words at her came out as a whisper. "None of them were as weak as you" I finally finish.

My cheeks burned with pain.

Something that just like everyone, I needed it. And that slap was what made me faint and plop down to the floor twice tonight.
It was like a nightmare; Only the type that I wasn't scared of —— the type that I wouldn't run of to my mom, sobbing for her embrace and touching words to calm me; the type that I wouldn't need anyone's embrace, anyone's word, only to forget everything.

"Kill him!" Thompson screamed.

"Let this child die in peace!" His screams became louder — louder enough to shatter the glass between me and reality. "Please!" He plead.

I needed to open my eyes.

No matter how hard it can be; I have to witness everything, I had to witness something that was hidden from me. My eyes flutter open to the screaming man beside me.

His red cheeks were strained with tears. His crimson yet wide eyes were sparkling with shine as his mouth was opened in a gape. I weakly follow his gaze until my eyes meet a pair of black, well-polished shoes.

He can't be anyone important. He has to be a part of Diana's little gang. I wanted to look above my weak body to see any sign burned into his skin but I couldn't.
The man immediately flops into the floor to sit. He was wearing clothes just like Thompson, White but yellowed with age.

"No!" Thompson shouts.

"Open the door!" A voice booms in; silencing the almost-bustling room.

A violent set of pounding bangs against the door. Thompson didn't have a door to his room? Otherwise How can we be trapped?

"Fuck! I swear I'm gonna break this door open!" The voice declares behind the wood.

"Shit!" Diana snaps.

"Get lost already!" Diana shouts at the door, "You were too late anyways!" She adds.

"Get lost!" She turns to our side and the man in front of me immediately scurries off to god knows where.

"I know what your going to do! Fuck! I'm not up to this!" The voice continues to say something but I barely hear it.

The door pounds open revealing a furious Tyler. It was him? His breath was intense with heaviness as He glances at Us, then back at Diana.

"Fuck off, What are you looking at, bitch?" He spit. His tone was deadly towards Diana. His face was scrunched up in despise and disgust as he finishes.

Diana grits her teeth before leaving us alone. I laugh at the irony of her cussing everyone off when she's the one who should be blamed.
Tyler strides across the room in a hurry as his angry features turn soft. He wasn't in his usual uniform and there was no sign of Logan nor Jen.

"Are you okay?" He simply asks.

"No" I admit. My head is dizzier than ever. At first I felt like drunk but now I feel like a dying fish out of its water.

He bites down his lower lip nervously yet almost harshly before taking my hand and gently pushing me off. Every move my muscles were forced to do was like a dagger in my body. He slides his hands from my shoulders and on to my elbow to keep me tighter in place. Damn he is strong; and I thought Logan was the strongest guy I knew.

"Thompson?" His eyes suddenly move to him.

"Take...him" I weakly demand.

He pitifully sighs before hooking his arms under my legs as the other one supports my back as he aims at the door he just barged in at. He can't just leave Diana with Thompson.

God knows what that bitch can do to him in just thirty seconds.