Jason's automatically radiated anger and aggression yet had a look of amusement which foreshadowed his actual mood which remained constant. Anger. "I'm surprised you showed up man" Dion answered, amusement in his voice as he folded his arms. "Why wouldn't I? As soon as I found out Dicky Dion was talking shit once again, I couldn't miss my invitation to beat your ass once again" Jason replied causing people to encourage on by cheering. Dion laughed aloud clearly exaggerating. I stood not far from them with my arms folded as I watched carefully, a part of me was hoping nothing happened because I completely hated violence. "I really hope Jason beats his ass again" I heard Austin say as he watched them too. I looked up at him confused "but isn't Dion like... a part of you guys?" I asked as they were all jocks. I thought they'd all be besties. "Dion is an outcast in my world. I hate the prick. You'll hate him soon too" he answered before looking back at the two who were now just hav
Why was I actually afraid of going to school. I hadn't done anything wrong, yet I felt like I was the culprit or something. It was because of Jason, he made me feel as if I was the bad guy and I was about to ruin his life or something when in reality I'd like to stay clear of him for an eternity. Period. So as I got ready for school, my mind kept flashing back to the way he looked at me, the way he towered over me and spoke with such anger. He literally made me feel so vulnerable and it made no sense but I didn't plan on figuring out why I felt this way because that would end up in me communicating with him and he was crazy so that's a no from me. How could someone be so angry thought. I mean I get angry when finding out my older brother (whenever he is home) eats my food from the fridge but it's not the kind of raging anger that is constantly there. Maybe he has anger issues, but if that was the case he shouldn't be taking it out on people like me who have no mind of annoying or ge
I heard my tires skid against the gravelled drive way as I pulled the handbrake before getting out of my car. I slammed the door shut before making my way to the large all too familiar front door way. I'd been here one too many times and swore to never willingly come but I always ended up going back on my word.The all to familiar smell of a mixture of weed and cologne lingered as soon as I entered the mansion.It was owned by the Brazilian gang leader Thiago Santinó. Our gang leader.This may all be confusing as fuck for you as well apparently I'm a high schooler. A typical 18 year old studying hard to graduate and go to college to make their families proud. Their parents proud. Right? No. I was 20 years old. I had been a part of a gang pretty much since the day I was born. My father, Jeremy McCann was Thiago's best friend. It was him who built this empire, his empire of a gang. My father was a gang leader before I was even born let alone my brother Alex. It was run by his father wh
"Yas girl, swing those hips you saucy Latina mami" my eyes widened as the sudden voice of Zak Karlos sung. Speaking quite vulgarly in front of many people who were now staring."Shut up!" I blushed as the eyes of many guys turned this way and certain whistling sounded from the now all too familiar jocks who were actually my friends now."Jheez you're so embarrassing. The poor girl is basically already meat for these vile dogs and you're just adding to the fire!" Sally exclaimed being her usual overly exaggerated self which I absolutely loved.Okay so I now had friends? I know, crazy. Who would of thought the most anti social, more of a staying in bed and re watching old episodes of 90210 on a Saturday night, shy girl would make friends of her own with having to completely change my personality. Mind blown I know.But I had made friends of my own. And I already loved them.Zak was a tall, tanned dark brown eyed brown haired cutie who was over the top pretty much his entire life with th
Monday morning.I dreaded it. It was actually a given Norm for anyone to hate Monday's, but now, I dreaded it.The entire weekend was my chance to get away from school. From him.I spent the entirety of the two days locked in my room, watching an endless supply of vampire diaries and online shopping. If anyone were to walk in to my room they'd think I had been through a terrible break up with all the amount of junk food I had lying around, specially ice cream.It was my way of forgetting the events that occurred on Friday yet somehow it remained at the back of my mind.I literally checked my balcony door 10 times each night, making sure it was locked just because I was afraid Jason would actually send people to hurt me or do whatever else he said they'd do which I prefer to forget about.I was that scared.My parents tried a lot to call me downstairs and to spend a little time with them on Sunday as it was my moms day of and my dad had a night shift so he would be home all day. Howeve
I sat down in my seat in my history class, keeping to myself and keeping my head down."Where have you been! You're literally always on your phone so what's your excuse for not answering it when I was calling, like all morning" Zak complained as he came and sat down in his seat which was in front of mine."Oh sorry... I didn't realise" I told him, completely in my own world."What the fuck" he cursed making me look at him to see he was looking down at me hands which were on my desk."Who did that to you?" He gushed as he gripped my wrists, the red marks still lingered as I had just been harassed by Jason once again.I quickly pulled them out of his grip because it hurt and also I didn't want anyone else to be looking at them or noticing them."No one" I whispered shaking my head."Shut the fuck up" he answered "I need names, was it Roxy? Was it one of her sheep friends? I swear to god if they've laid a finger on you I'll-" I was quick to cut him off."Zak... Relax. It wasn't Roxy, or
"So he's basically obsessed with you?" Aria suggested as the rest nodded in agreement.I was the only one to shake my head. "He's not. He's just psycho" I told them which they also all agreed on."Just because he wants to save his own ass does not mean he can threaten you because of it." Sally pointed out, clearly angered by the situation."I don't want to even speak about this anymore... I've given him what he's wanted and he's in the clear. He shouldn't bother me again, there's no reason to" I replied."The guys a psycho and loves control. It's not over until we make sure he knows not to mess with you again" Sally argued making Zak look at her as if she were crazy."Girl, I'm all for throwing hands if need be. But not when it's Jason McCann. That boy could kill us with one look, if we're going to test him, we gotta be prepared with like... a lot of guns" He exaggerated, as per usual."He hurt you Bella, that's physical abuse. Meaning it's against the law. We're really going to let h
Just as I sat down to get comfy on my couch to watch some Netflix, my doorbell rang.I rolled my eyes in annoyance before getting up and going over to the front door before swinging it open only to see my lovely friends.Note the sarcasm."Hey girl" Zak exclaimed as they all just barged past me and headed for the stairs."Um, guys?" I said in confusion as to why they were here and all dressed up."Yes?" They all said in a weird unison."What are you doing here?" I asked raising my eyebrows. "Waiting for you to get dressed. Duh" Sally answered as if it were the most obvious thing ever."For what? I told you guys I just wanted to stay in tonight" I reminded them. "Yes, like every other night. It's the football game tonight at another school and we have to support our team. Don't you want to cheer on for Austin?" She continues smirking as the rest all grinned.I rolled my eyes, they had been taunting me about this for a life time and every time me and Austin were just passing by each oth