The next day, Billy was a surprised with a new sandwich once again after his history lesson. Just this time, it wasn't a neatly wrapped it seemed to be made in a rush.
Once again he picked it up, a yellow sticky note under it.
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He looked around for anyone, but there was no one. The class was empty and he heard chattering outside signaling him that lunch had already started.
He shrugged and unwrapped the sandwich before biting into it. He was still wondering who was the anonymous person leaving him sandwiches for lunch.
But this time Elena didn't watch if Billy was eating her sandwich, she had bigger problems. Way bigger problems.
She kept her anxiety behind her facade as she scanned the group that was circled around her. "You think you can just come her?! Go back to your fucking country! You don't belong here." With that last sentence a boy she remembered as Tommy H. shoved her to the ground.
A loud groan escaped her as her body hit the ground and the next was a hurtful groan as his boot made contact with her stomach. And again and again.
She felt nauseous and her head started spinning as Tommy kept kicking her on the head and in the stomach. The only thing she could do was roll up and hope he couldn't do more damage than he already did.
"What the hell, Tommy!" Elena flinched at the unfamiliar voice intertwining and now standing between her and Tommy. "Oh, King Steve being the hero of the day!" He mocked the boy that stood in front of Elena.
She didn't even seem to realize the two people beside her. She only sat up, blood running down her face and her white fluffy hoodie was dirty and bloody.
It wasn't the first time that this had happened. It happened more than she liked to admit.
While Steve and Tommy argued, Jonathan and Nancy tried to talk to girl which seemed in pain and wouldn't even recognize their presence.
"What the actual is going on!" Once again Elena flinched as Billy's loud voice echoed through the parking lot. Tommy instantly got quiet while Steve seemed to fume with anger.
Billy's blue eyes took a quick look at Elena and he had to hold himself back. "What the fuck happened?" He asked Tommy, his voice steady and emotionless but loud and demanding. "I don't-" "You know you fucking piece of shit! You beat that girl senseless!" Steve yelled and now the virals that hated each other fumed with anger against Tommy.
"Let me through... Elena oh god Elena!" The older one seemed to get out of her daze as she heard the cries of her little sister. "Don't let her see me like this!" The older one quickly said as she turned away from her sister. "What happened, Elena, oh bože!" [Oh god!] Emilija cried. "Nothing happened, leave!" Elena said, her voice was loud silencing the arguing trio.
Nancy understood what the demand of Elena was and took the group of teenagers who seemed to be in shock and anger away. "What happened to her?" Emilija said, her voice loud as she tried to get out of Nancy's grip. "She'll tell you if she's ready but I don't think she is right now."
With Jonathan's help Elena finally stood up, almost collapsing against the older one. she couldn't feel her body and the only thing she felt was an immense amount of pain raging through her body.
And with one last look at Elena, Steve was the first one to throw a punch right at Tommy's face, making him stumble back. Both, Billy and Steve were stronger than Tommy and now he knew he was.
And after that Billy and Steve each took turns to beat the living fuck out of Tommy. Billy knew that he was considered an 'aggressive' and would beat up anyone and everyone, but he would never lay a finger upon a woman. Not in his lifetime.
"That hurts like a bitch." Elena muttered as she was seated on Jonathan's car. She sighed, before pulling off her sweater, revealing a white tank top under it. Now a heavy breathing Steve with bloody knuckles joined the trio. "I think we should go to Joyce, she probably knows how to clean these wounds and put on bandages." Steve suggested. "I'm fine." Elena said, as she tried to look Steve in the face, but her body didn't seem to acknowledge the demands. "You're clearly not. Give me your car keys, I'll drive your car there." Steve said, and she didn't know if she could trust him. But she gave him her keys without protesting. "But I want to drive in my car. Because I have no idea if I'll vomit." She said, standing up and walking with Steve over to her car.
"Pretty bag." Emilija grinned as she saw that Steve had her backpack on. "But thank you, for sticking up." She said, awkwardly fiddling with her hands. "It's fine. No one in their lifetime should hit a woman. Not only women but for that matter." He said, his bloody knuckles turned a little white as he gripped the steering wheel. "Happens." She shrugged. "No I doesn't just 'happen'. No one should go through this or be this beat up." Steve muttered as he started the car, driving out of the parking lot. Elena looked out of her car, seeing Billy still beating Tommy senseless.
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The first thing Elena did when she got out of the car was . Everything she had consumed that day came out of her and she could feel a warm hand on her back as she tried to breath.
A car pulled up beside them. "Is she okay?" Nancy's voice ringed through the air, as Elena held herself with one arm on the car and the other on her thigh. "Yep." She said, plopping the p. "Just dandy." She said, now standing straight and wiping her mouth. "Then let's get inside." Nancy said as she put an arm around Elena's waist to keep her steady.
As soon as they were in the living room Elena let herself fall onto the couch. "Mom! Can you get the first aid kit!" Jonathan yelled through the house. A minute later Joyce came with Hopper, both of their hair messy and breathing heavily. "Hey Hopper..." Jonathan said awkwardly as he blushed. "Damn were we interrupting something?" Elena asked, the eyes now on her. "Oh god, what happened to you!" Joyce said concerned as she went into the kitchen getting the first aid kid.
"It's nothing, really." Elena tried to convince Joyce. "She got beat up by a dude Steve used to be friends with." Jonathan said and if looks could kill Jonathan would be the first one to go down. "Who?" Hopper asked, his voice stern. "It's nothing, really. I'm used to it." Elena explained as a wet towel got dabbed on her face to get the blood off. Everyone now turned to her. "You shouldn't be used to it." Joyce said her voice layered with empathy. "And someone already took care. I don't want to make a big deal out of it." She explained as she looked at Steve, nodding at him as once again, as a thank you. "I see." Hopper nodded as he looked at Steve's knuckles. "Next time call me and I'll take care of him."
"Thank you but I need to go now, gotta pick up my sister and bring her somewhere and go home." Elena exclaimed as she stood up and put on the shirt that Jonathan had borrowed her, tucking it into her pants. "I'll drive with you. I need to pick up my car from school anyway." Steve said as he stood up and followed her after both had said their bye's.
The car ride was quiet, only some Metallica playing silently in the background. Elena's fingers were silently tapping to the beat of the music. "Are you really used to this?" Steve asked suddenly, the question burning on his tongue ever since she had said it. "Yes, ever since I came here. It's unusual to see someone from another country in this racist town, ain't it?" She laughed dryly. "I didn't know. And I didn't think that the here had this kind of thinking. I thought it was only the old ones." He said sighing as they pulled up to the school.
Elena didn't answer but she checked herself in the rearview mirror. She didn't look that bad, the blood made everything seem a lot more bad than it was. She had a split in her lip, one of her eyes was slowly but surely turning blue and she had a wound on her forehead. Nothing too bad, but her chest looked more than torn apart. Joyce had to put a bandage over it because hell who knew that boots could leave open wounds?
"Thank you for the drive." Steve said as both of them got out of the car, Steve walking to his own car while Elena sat down on the hood of her car, lighting up a cigarette.
"No thank you?" She turned to the voice, beside her a blonde Californian boy, a cigarette loosely hanging between his lips. "What for?" She said, her voice cold as she looked at him. He only nodded behind him and she could see Tommy, and he looked messed up. "Thanks." She said, a smirk on her face.
The group of teenagers now came over to Elena. "Ja sam dobro! Stop crying!" [I am fine!] Elena laughed a bit as her sister hugged her, crying in her T-shirt. "It was scary, Elena." She said, sobbing and wiping her eyes. "I know, but Steve and big bad blonde guy were there for me. Not to forget Jonathan and Nancy." She laughed as she looked at her sister with a smile. No matter in how much pain she was, she'd never let her pain see her sister. "By the way, Max is sleeping at our place tonight, hope you don't mind." Elena lied straight to his face as she looked at him. "No it's fine." He said, before putting his cigarette out on the ground. "Okay girls, let's go!" Elena grinned as she clapped her hands together and hopped off her hood.
After Elena dropped them off at Joyce's house she decided not to drive home yet. After that today she couldn't bear going home now and seeing her dad.
So she drove her 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle to a lake she had found after she moved here. It always calmed her down, and she spent most of her time here.
But she was surprised when she saw Billy sitting on the dock, his feet loosely hanging in the water, in his right hand a bottle of whiskey and in his left what seemed to be a joint.
With a small groan she let herself sit down next to him after pulling off her shoes, and in silent they sat next to each other. Only now she noticed the forming black eye he had. She guessed it was from Tommy.
And without a word he offered her some of his whiskey, and without a word they drank together. Their eyes only focused on the still water in front of them and their feet disrupting it.
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