Your P.O.V Chapter 4

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Slowly I sit up and look around myself for anything unusual. Nothing. I sigh and leave my room.

"Boys!" I yell fixing my (F/C) singlet, black denim jeans and my black converse.

"I'm going to the park. Be back shortly." I say opening the front door and walking towards the park. The walk itself is fairly uneventful.

When I arrive at the graffiti covered park I walk to a pair of worn swings. I sit down on the right one which is farthest from the entrance. Silently I begin to swing.

"Yo (Y/N). Baby, come here." An arrogant, annoying, blonde haired guy hollers.

"Go screw yourself Jason." I yell standing and flipping Jason the finger.

"You little emo brat." Jason yells at me. He motions for his goons to grab me and I run. I run up the main street and to The Reject Shop.

I run in and see Anne standing bored at a currently empty scanning counter. Without a second thought I jump over the barrier and hide out of sight. Anne picks up and leans back covering me fully from sight.

Not even 10 seconds later Jason runs into the store, his goons closely behind.

"Yo Clip Clop. Where's my baby?" Jason demands.

"Sorry Sir. You didn't have a baby when you walked in here." Anne says sweetly since her boss is just behind the boys.

"She came in here just before me. We had an arguement and I'd like to apologise." Jason says smugly. I draw a cross on Anne's jeans.

Anne speaks in Greek.
"She said no. We can't let him know." Her boss nods.

"I'm sorry. No one has came in here recently. Only you and your friends." Anne says smiling lightly.

Jason begins to advance towards Anne when her boss steps in.

"Sorry. I'm gonna have to ask you and your mates to leave." He demands.

Without a backwards glance Jason and his goons bolt out of the store. I wait a minute or two before emerging from behind Anne.

"Thanks Annie and Mr. Geofrys. Sorry for that. Jason was...was...h-hitting me earlier." I half explain.

"My god. Where?" Anne asks.

Grabbing a napkin from the discounts counter I whipe away my mothers concealer gently. Anne and Mr Geofrys hiss.

"I know. I've gotta go so see you." I say hurriedly racing off.

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