"Get off me!" she said and tried to break the grip that was around her waist.
"Calm down." the voice said behind her, and pulled her into the empty gym.
"Ouch!" she said and winced in pain from the many kicks her mom, Rachel Windsor, the head cheerleader, and Greg Lamone had given her. A few tears had fallen onto her dry checks. he guy had noticed this, put her down, andasked if she was ok. She didn't answer and walked over to the bleachers. The lights came on and she noticed who had pulled her into the gym. Troy Bolton. The guy she hated the most to the guts. He came and sat beside her. She moved away but was stopped when he reached out, grabbed her hand, and said "Don't." She stopped and looked at him. She still had tears tears streaming down her face.
"What happened?" he asked and wiped away her some of her tears.
"Why do you care?" she asked and pulled away her hand.
"What makes you think I'm going to hurt you?" he asked and moved closer to her again.
"Stay away from me if you don't hurt me you'll get Rachel or one of her friends to."
"Rachel hurt you?" he asked. She nodded. What did she do?"
"She shoved me into lockers, pushed me down, and kicked me."
"Where did she kick you?" he asked concerned.
"My stomach." she answered.
"Can I see?" she nodded and hesitently lifted her shirt to reveal a very bruised stomach.
"Oh my god." he said "Here lay down." She nodded and layed down on the bench. Troy walked over to the first aid kit and pulled out an ice pack. He banged it against the bleachers un till it turned cold. When it got cold
he walked back over to her and gently placed it on her stomach. She winced in pain from two things, the coldness and the pain.
"Am I hurting you?" he asked.
"No."she said and thought for a little bit."Troy."
"hmm?"
"What if I told you that Rachel wasn't the only one who hurt me?"
"I would ask you who did it and then beat them to a pulp."
"Oh well Rachel wasn't jhust the only one who hurt me."
"Who did it."
"My dad."
"Is that all?"
"No it was also..."she trailed off.
"Who is it?"
"Greg."
"Greg Lamone?" he asked anger his blood boiling. He accidently pushed on the ice pack a little to hard.
"OUCH!!" she yelped.
"Oh sorry!" he said.
"Its just I don't like that guy, your not the only one he's hurt."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Listen if anyone hurts you again call me and I'll be there before they hit you. Ok"she nodded her head and got up to go.
"Thanks Troy."
"Your welcome." he said and they both smiled and left.
Please tell me what you think this it my first story ever on here and I want to know what you think!