The bell rings and period five is
over which also means that school is over for the day. I did it. I survived the
first day in my new school. After going to my locker and getting my homework, I
head outside. Our house is only a couple blocks away from the school and right next to the local convenience store that my mom works at. For my mom, the house was an instant buy when we were house shopping. No need to drive to work every day. I have to head around
the back of the school, cross the school’s field and then walk down the street
to get to my house. It is in the middle of fall and it is a bit cool out so
I flip up my hood and stuff my hands in my jeans pockets.
I reach the back of the school. I
hear the rustling of leaves behind me. My field of vision is narrowed because
of my hood so I have to turn all the way around to see where the noise is
coming from. I start to turn but I don’t get any farther. Someone gives me a
rough push from behind. I am standing flat footed and the push came all of a
sudden so I have no chance to steady myself and instead go flying towards the
ground. I can’t get my hands out of my pockets fast enough to catch myself and
the side of my head hits the ground hard. Immediately I have a blistering
headache. My glasses fell off when I hit the ground and I hazily see them about
5 feet away from me. I roll on my back, or rather my backpack, and look up to
see who pushed me. My eyes focus on the kid who I accidentally bumped into at
the end of third period before lunch. I vaguely see some other kids behind him.
“You’re gonna stay away from my girl
Violet, alright? Or else you will find yourself in some serious pain,” the
shaggy haired guy says to me in a husky voice.
He must see my confused face. “Yeah,
I saw you two at lunch time chatting away,” he growls.I hear a voice behind him. “Mike,
let’s get this over and done with before someone sees us.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Mike says to the
guy, annoyed. “I’m gonna give you a little taste of what will happen if you
start hanging around with my girl.” Mike then kicks me in my side. I let out a
moan as my ribs scream in pain.
“Haul him up,” Mike says. Two of his
friends come and yank me up by my arms. “Gag him so he won’t make any sound.”
I find a dirty cloth being shoved in
my mouth and then tied around my head to secure it in my mouth. The two guys
who gagged me now hold me steady and I see Mike walking towards me. As soon as
he is in arm’s length from me, he punches me in my stomach with a rock hard
fist. All the wind is knocked out of me and I am desperately trying to get air
into my pleading lungs. The punch would make breathing harder but the gag makes
it even difficult. I glance up to see a smile playing across Mike’s lips as he relishes
the pain he is bringing me. He comes at me again, eager to hurt me again. I try
to brace myself by tightening my stomach muscles but I can’t manage it; my
stomach is paining too much from the punch.
Mike punches me again and again.
After five or so punches I lose count. After what seems like an eternity he
stops punching my stomach, but only to give me a hard right hook across my
cheek. I immediately taste the unmistakeable tang of blood exploding in my mouth.
Mike punches me twice more; once on my mouth and the other on my nose. I feel
no breaking sensation in my nose and so I figure it must not have broken. The
two guys on either side of me let me go and I slump to the ground. Mike gives
me one final kick to the head and then he and his buddies leave. I lie there in
a daze. My head is pounding and cloudy thoughts swirl around. I have no
strength in me to do anything else but lie there.
A drop of water lands on my cheek.
Then another. All of a sudden it is raining. The water pours down on me relentlessly,
penetrating my clothes and reaching my skin, slowly draining my warmth. My head
starts to go dark along with my vision. My face is wet with the moisture of the
rain and blood mixing together to create a viscous mix that runs slowly down my
face. The last things I see as I slip into unconsciousness are the millions of
raindrops falling down all around me.
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