Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

Chapter 24 Two Years Ago...Emma...

Sophomore year. I was a fool to hope that after a year of catcalls and mean girls were enough and my tormenters would be tired of me and move on to another helpless victim. But no, as soon as I walked down the halls of our school my eyes land on them, Dark-clothed devils. They are called angels but they are nowhere close to the creatures we imagine when that word is used. They are pure evil...at least to me.

"Ah, there's the little rat now!" Andrea called out, her voice echoing off the walls and hitting me like a bullet..

I keep my head lowered as people turned to look in my direction. No one spoke to me but I could hear them whispering and laughing as I walked past and reached my locker. My rushed steps were slowed though when a muscular arm dropped over my shoulder.

"Sunny! Here you are." Logan said walking alongside me with the other Angels behind him. "You never change! Always so reliable. Same hair, same clothes....same everything."

I didn't risk a reply, I just kept walking. When I finally reached my locker I was able to move away from him enough to put my stuff inside and grab what I needed. He started to crowd me from behind and I clenched my eyes shut when his breath tickled my ear.

Before he could say anything though he pulled roughly on the collar of Chapter 24

my Jean jacket.

"What the hell is that?" He growled out with pure anger dripping from his words.

I quickly pulled my jacket away from him and covered my neck once again, and I turned to face him with wide eyes. No one was meant to

see it especially not them.

"What is that Sunny? Huh? Why do you have a hickey on your neck?" He yelled.

My heart started to pound so loud I was sure everyone could hear it and that was why everyone was looking.

"Tell me now!" Logan growled his voice warning me not to disobey. "Lit's nothing," I replied with my usual soft shy voice.

"Nothing? That is not nothing!" He moved closer to me and tugged on the collar of my jacket again until the side of my neck was on full

display to the Angels and Andrea's crew.

Andrea and her friends laughed. "Who would want to touch her filthy skin? Who knows what kinds of diseases she could have!".*

Tears were starting to blur my vision and I searched for an opening to push through and run.

"Wow Sunny who knew you were so easy. So what? You think you are Chapter 24

it away freely to

look before walking away. Jayden passed with his usual cold angry expression that always had a way of making me feel small. Asher tugged Andrea against him and kissed her hard and knocked into me as they stumbled by not even

but I was the one blamed. He punished me with a few lashes to my back, the ones now burning from the fabric of my jacket rubbing against them. When Logan had pulled on me he caused the fabric to dig just a bit more into the raw skin and now

before the show. I considered skipping my first class to avoid the angels and Andrea but I wasn't sure I wanted to risk

back where I often sat but I spotted a free chair to the far side of the room next

new seat. It was in the

of Andrea's crew sat behind me so it felt safe

be avoiding me. Maybe they thought ignoring me would play some kind of mind game. Like not knowing if they will come after me any second would put me on edge. I hated so much that it worked. The rest of the day I was looking over my shoulder wondering what they would do to me

actually able to get some sleep without my body being on high

only made him angrier and less careful. I did my best to sneak past him but I wasn't so lucky. The sound of me opening the door woke

immediately. "What are you doing?" He asked me, his voice deep from sleep. "1am going to school,"

reached me with surprising speed grabbing me by the hair and pulled me close to him. "spit

you," I

up to my face in such a gentle way but it lasted for only a split second before his hand lowered

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lie to me." His voice was

replied quickly but he simply tightened his grip. "Please dad...people

they even care? Does anyone at your school even look? You

at school ever looked twice at me even the ones set on making my school life hell. Because this wasn't the first time my dad hurt me while drunk and didn't care who saw it. When he 'was sober he was more careful but drunk he had

don't care." I

more no one would care. Stay quiet and let daddy do his work. You are far

and purple." He doesn't lie, and he tightens his grip enough to make me gasp for

grip loosened suddenly and my body slammed down to

spit down at me and I scrambled

stopping at my locker and rushed to class early. I sat with my shoulders slumped up to hide the already darkening handprint. I buttoned up my jacket as far as it would go as well but a bit still showed above the collar. Keeping my head low and opening one of the books

when he noticed me looking at him he smirked. I didn't mean to

voice whispered right against my ear and I

I replied turning my attention back to

than having to look at you." She said with a

teacher arrived a moment

most of the teachers knew well what I had to deal with and none of them did a thing

read off the names of several groups before

name.

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