Chapter 6: Assault...?
Pov: Gale
The clock strucks 3 and school was over, once again I'm walking to my locker, for the 3rd time today. Locker 68, somehow with such bad luck, I managed to skim past yet another thing for people to humiliate me about. Guess having the same locker 2 years in a row didn't satisfie the teachers, and how they think moving me 1 locker to the left will get me more socialised... Maybe the whole speech about not being humiliated should be changed to "Again."
I grab my bag out of my locker, trying not to look like an idiot as I struggle putting the straps over my shoulder, ending in complete failiar. My books manage to slip out of my bag and onto the path where people are walking. Girls giggling and trodding ( I'd say stomping but I don't feel like dieing today... ah actually... ) on my books, that I was CLEARLY trying to pick up! One of them whispers to the others, and looks back at me. She shifts her feet directly onto my HANDS. And may I just say... I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING. The weight she was applying to my hands felt like ten elephants, Yes ten, fricken squashing and snapping my FINGERS.
"Hnnn!!! P- I'm sorry... B-but could you p-please stop..." I said, not being able to breath, I probraly sounded like some lunatic trying to kidnap a kid.
"Sorry? What was that? I couldn't hear you." She giggled and looked over to her friends again, who were also laughing, then looked back at me with innocent eyes... The pain was begging to numb a little, Until she shifted all her weight into the foot that was crushing my hand.
"AHHHH!!!!! I SAID GET O-OFF!!" I yelled shoving her foot of my hand, Making her slip and loose balance, causing her to fall to the ground. soon as I blinked, a few guys were walking over in my direction looking pissed.
"Hey!! Who do you think you are pushing girls around?!" the guy on the left yelled, who looked like he had tripped himself and broken his nose.
"L-look... I..." I was trying to explain myself, but the guy on the right really couldn't care less as he launched his fist to my fase. His golden hair, ( that looked as if it was cut by a 5 year old ) flowing and a smirk appeared on his face. Trying to impress those girls I'm guessing, well that's what the smirk told me. I fell back, now laying on the ground. The man in the middle of the two looked down at me, as if I were the most disgusting thing he had ever seen.
"Do you find pleasure in assaulting woman? Do you think that makes you look cool? People like you disgust me so. You will have to be taught a lesson now, won't you." Huh? HUH?! Assaulting woman?! Where the hell did he get that from?! I mean sure I was kind of- well really close to her... And we were both on the ground, b-but! Ugh dammit. I'm not getting out of this one.
"..." What am I to do now...?
"Got nothin to say? Hah well whatever, you won't be able to stand by the time were down with ya, disgusting pervert." The middle man said, sounding serious, it actually made me feel better knowing that this guy wasn't just saying this stuff to impress those girls. Unlike left and right by his side.
Blood, blood, blood dripping. Red. Red? What was this. Why was everything so.... Hard to see. Where. Where was I, Beat up then left, but where...? Should I really be... Thinking about where I am, and not where I should be. A hospital bed. I stand, well I try to stand, was I standing? No.
"Ugh..."
Huh... Why is my face so cold, what's this? I grab some sort of bag thing, an ice pack? It felt cold so it must be, No, wait it was just a bag of peas.
"Hey..." A mysterious voice whispered
"W-Hay?" my attempt at saying hey was now whay...
"Uh... Why were you laying in a pile of trash, I thought you were dead y'know..." The voice said but louder.
"Uh... I- Ugh..." Ouch my head felt like It had been smashed with a baseball bat, maybe it had been...? I fell back into what I now identified as trash.
"Hey hey! Are you okay dued?!" The man seemed worried... And... sounded more like a boy then a man. Was he a man or a boy? Both...? Moy?
"Mmm" I mumbled, I was going to say yes, but I really didn't feel like it.
"Oh? 'Mmm'? What's that supposed to mean." The guy joked- was he joking? What does joking even mean. People always make jokes about me that make me want to go die... Joke.
"Um... Joke?" I asked, Would he even understand what I was asking beacuse I sure didn't.
"... Uh..." He sounded unsure if I was drunk or really just in a state of dieing. I really didn't feel like talking... Hm? Huh?? I felt something warm next to me- don't tell me it's fresh trash... Woah, not only was I wrong but I had completely insulted someone in my head. It was the mysterious guy, I think. ( I mean I couldn't really see anything. ) And he was laying on the trash next to me. I was so sore, so tired, thoughts that made not sence trickled through my mind like a lake, as I fell into a deep sleep next to this guy I don't know. Warm, really warm... Maybe he was an oven... No, then I'd be dead...
Weekly Power Status
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