Me: Hey you guys, sorry I took this long to write a new chapter, I've had a lot of things to do this year.

Two-Bitt: *cough more like procrastinating.

(I slap Two-Bitt upside the head)

Me: Shut up. Anyway here's a new chapter, I hope you enjoy.

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Wanda. Manson. Is. Pure. Evil.

When she got back from puking she came by to pick up her money from the over flowing cash register ( ¾ of the amount of money in that machine belongs to her and her boobs. You have no idea how much work she's had done them.) and I wasn't there. I was still with the guys. When Wanda found out where I was she was so pissed off, she stomped across the street grabbed me by the back of my collar and made me scrub every inch of that stupid diner.

So now it's 11:30 and I'm walking home alone. God damn! It's so dark! I thought. The street lights were doing next to nothing, it's not like anyone was willing to change them. A cold gust of wind blew by and I shivered, while wrapping my arms around me tightly.

Suddenly I heard the sound of drunk voices babbling from behind me. I looked over my shoulder and with no surprise there was a group of... The Socs, the ones from earlier, stumbling behind me. I tried to ignore them, and walked faster but soon they caught up to me.

"Hey baby," The largest one slurred as he put his arm around my shoulders. I instantly hit his arm off of me.

"Get away from me, jackass." I hissed.

"Whoaaaa! Greaser girl's a little pissy." A lusty look was suddenly in his eyes. "Hey, boys. I wonder how angry she would be if we taught her a little lesson... if you get my drift." The other guys chuckled darkly as they closed in on me. They then grabbed me, the largest one grabbing my arms and the other two grabbing each foot carrying me across the street. I was kicking and screaming.

"LET GO! Let me down you bastards!" the idiots started laughing at my wasted attempt at rescuing myself. "Dally! Soda! Pony! SOMEONE HELP!"

But no one came...

Out of no where came a punch and a kick and many more things. After a few seconds where I wasn't being pumbled, I was lying on the ground, every part hurting. I looked up at my attackers and saw that they were... unbuckling their belts. Oh god... no!

With all my strength I crawled on my knees to get away, blood dripping from unknown places as I went. I was grabbed by the back of my shirt and thrown to the ground. "Stay there, bitch!"

I groaned. I then remembered the knife that was in my boot. Thank god for Darry!

Quickly I grabbed it and pointed it at them, with a trembling hands.

"You think I won't use it?!" I screamed, tears in my eyes. "You're wrong! If you don't want to die, you had better run!"

"This bitch is crazy! Let's go!" The youngest one said. They agreed and two of them ran... wait where was the other one?-

Sharp Pain In the Back of the Head.

Lights Out.

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Me: Uh oh.

Soda: Wait! What happened?!

Me: I don't know... we'll just have to wait

Soda: That's bull! You know what happened! Come on, tell me.

Me: No! Anyway, leave a comment, and I hope you enjoyed it.

Soda: Please?

Me: No!