Her Innocence

Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

- Good or Bad? -

"Don't touch her," Damien yells as he pulls me away from them. I crease my eyebrows together and push him back. Who does he think he is?

"Don't touch me," I tell him as I move away into the class. The class is empty and form yesterday's experience I guess most of these classrooms are empty but that doesn't stops me from sitting down. His expression is priceless and I am loving it.

"You aren't going to tell anyone about this!" He begins while pointing a finger on both of them. In respond, they both smirk and fold their hands.

"And if we do?" Aiden tells. I love that guy, he is so good and nice. I can't even...

"Then I will kill you." Damien assures. My smile fades away as he speaks, I truly hate him, after every two seconds he goes ahead and says I am going to kill you. I am sure he has never even killed a cockroach.

I place a hand under my chin and continue to stare at their fight. If this happened in the school daily then I might come here every single day and without any fight. I am so excited of what's going to happen next, even though I have no idea what they are talking about I am just going to sit here and spend my day.

"You can't kill us, we will tell your dad and then..." He exaggerated and soon Damien had him high up on the wall. I turned my neck around to get a clearer view of the fight.

Wonder who is dad is? Is he a good guy or a bad one. Well according to the story he sounded good but so did the Damien but in the end he turns around to be an i***t. I mean he is handsome and pretty and also but he is so mean. I could cut his head off and put it in another guys body who has a better nature.

I looked at Aiden who started laughing instead of crying, I would definitely cry if I was on his position.

"I am going to kill you here if you don't keep you mouth shut." He laughed even harder. This was become a little more serious for me because what if he actually kills him. He even did look like a killer, he might be in Mafia.

"I think your girl is getting a little scared." He choked up in between his laughters. Why is he always laughing? This is so serious and he is laughing and I am not getting scared. Well not exactly, I am getting uncomfortable here.

Damien immediately drops Aiden on the floor and looks back at me to see me.

"Leave!" He ordered as he pulled me up from the chair and pushed me out of the room. He is sooo arrogant and bipolar. I shake my head and turn around to see everyone staring at me. I look at everyone, they are so pretty and old compared to me.

I could spend a few more hours inside instead of wondering around this weird school. Amused and silently I walk away with my bag. I walk to the locker I remembered throwing my books in.

The weather was getting colder and slowly I begin to shiver. So much for wearing this dress. I wasn't angry on anyone anymore but I was still sad because how much my mom was ignoring me and that hurts a lot.

I reach my locker and pull my books out, while pulling them out a white paper lands on the floor. I look around to assure is actually fell from my locker. Once confirmed, I kneeled down and picked the paper up. I get up and go to the corner before reading it. And in the end it turns out to be my schedule and here I thought it would be something else.

According to the paper I take few books and walk away.

This place was sort of irritating because of these voices. Ever since I was born I had some problems while hearing, I have no idea why but whenever I heard loud voices, I freak out. I just go hyper and the lose control.

I could hear so loud voices at the moment, they were piercing a hole in my head but for some reason I wasn't freaking out. I licked my bottom lip since it was dried and entered into the maths class by Mrs Allen. When I opened the door everyone who was in the class stared at me like a freak.

"You are late!" The teacher assured while walking to me. What did she mean by late? I didn't knew where the class was or anything else.

"I am sorry-" before I could complete with my apology she spoke.

"Go to your seat." she rolled her eyes and walked back to her seat. I sighed heavily before walking in between the stares. I found a seat in the corner with a guy who was apparently smoking.

A disgust look appeared my face, I looked around to see if there was any other seat left but there wasn't so I sat next to the guy. Two seconds passed by he placed his hand on my thigh.

"Excuse me," I whispered while pushing his hand off but he pulled my wrist and twisted it. I yelped in pain as I felt my bones twisting, I didn't scream because I was biting my lips so hardly that I could already fell my blood.

After few seconds later he dropped my hand, I pulled it to my chest and looked at it. It had red marks and it was horribly hurting. I got up from my seat and without asking the teacher I ran out of the classroom. I heard her yelling from back but I hid inside a black room.

I looked around to see brushes, mops and dirt around. I walked to the corner and sat down, I placed my hand on my legs and looked at it. From yesterdays cuts it begin to slightly bleed so I tied a white cloth around it and then laid down on the dirty floor. I don't want to go back there at all.

A tear slipped down my eyes and onto the floor. Is this school? Then I am better homeschooled.

I heard a few foot steps across the hallways and I immediately got up. Someone is outside? Then suddenly I heard a lot of voice. I let out a small scream and the voice continually echoed in my head. I placed my hand over my head and pressed it hardly but that wasn't helping now.

"Stop no stop stop." I muttered to my self while closing my eyes tightly so I couldn't see or hear anything but when I felt a hand on my should I immediately flinched and looked up to see a girl.

"Hey you are okay? And why are you here do you have any classes?" She questioned as she kneeled down to me. I shook my head and wiped my tears off with my sleeves.

"I don't want to go out." I stuttered while pulling myself into a ball and moving to the corner of the room where there was no light. She sighs before getting up and walking to me once again she kneels down to me and places her soft hand over my hair.

"Is everything okay? Did someone do something?" She kept questioning, trying to make me speak but I didn't dare say a word instead I just quietly whimpered. I scraped my nails on the rough surface of this black floor, impatiently waiting for her to go but she didn't.

"Are you sick? I can call the principal if you want me to." She speaks, I immediately shake my head. Not again, I don't want to he embarrassed near everyone again.

"Please just leave me alone." I said, she nods and gets up from the floor before walking out of the room. When she left I loosened the tight grip on my self and wiped my tears away.

I press my nails on my wrist which was already twisted, I put more and more pressure on the first layer of my skin and soon I groan in pain when I feel a warm liquid go down my wrist. I can clearly hear the sound of the blood dripping down my wrist and splattering on the rusty floor.

After listening to a few more blood drops, satisfyingly I get up and tightly tie the white cloth around my arm. I wipe the wet tears and the saliva from my face before walking out of the room. As I step out of the dark room I met those blue eyes again.

"What were you doing inside and why do you smell like blood?" He questioned as he pulled me closer to him. Its so hard to get anything right in my head because of those tingles, I am always happy when I feel those but at this moment I don't.

"Are you drunk? Look at me." He orders bitterly. He places a hand under my chin and pulls me up to look at him but I don't want to so I simply look away.

'Are you okay?" He asks me with a little but of concern in his voice. When I don't respond back he gets a little bit angrier. For a second everything gets blur and I fall on him. He immediately picks me up and walks into another room where a few people were sitting in, I take my chance and try to run away but sadly I again fall in his arm.

My whole sight is getting blur by every second. He growls at the students and they immediately run away from the class room. One they all are out the door is closed. He places a hand under my knees and picks me up. I wrap my hand around his shoulder and close my eyes because my head is now throbbing in pain.

The pain was excruciating but he decided to lay me down on the table. As soon as his hands slip away from my body something just ripped away from me. Sadly I open my eyes to see where he went.

He walks back with a first aid kit, they better be no injections in there because I will kick him if they are.

He gets beside me and pulls the white cloth out of my wrist. I open my mouth to say something but I immediately close it, how did he know I was bleeding.

"Is it hurting?" He asked me softly

I nod my head in reply but after few second I spoke. "There was this guy who twisted my wrist and its now hurting a lot." I started.

"I am going to kill him after few hours but now this is going to hurt." He doesn't even gives me a second to get it before he twists my write with much force. I scream in pain but in a second he stops but it still hurts. I immediately rip my hand away from him.

"Its fine now. Come on give me you hand, you are still bleeding." He tells as he pulls his hand out. I look at him, he is so bad. I place my hand on his hand and he pulls out a bottle with purple sparkles. I love sparkles.

Excitedly I stare at every movement he makes with those sparkles, but I get confused when he puts them on my wrist and I widen my eyes when I see them dissolving in my skin. After a second, I can see no marks or even feel any kind of pain.

What just happened?