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CHAPTER 1: No Rest For The Wicked

The sun shone reflecting the gold tones in Ariana Marsh's hair, her white sundress caked her in innocence that had been stolen from her long ago. Her bag hung loosely over her shoulders, her sister's hand gently placed on her arm. It was the last day of school today and Ariana was excited yet terrified at the same time.

Excited because she had time off to do fun things, scared because she would have to spend more time at home now.

"Alright Ari, gotta get to class," Bev's voice drawled a smirk curling her pink lips. Ariana turned and smiled at her younger sister; love clear on her face.

"Alright Bevvy, be safe and do not let Greta and those girls push you around, if they do come and get me." Ariana said gently kissing her sister's forehead. Beverley nodded her head almost sadly, which made Ariana frown and pull her in for a tight hug. Beverley gladly accepted the hug, inhaling her sister's pleasant smell. She was teased mercilessly over rumours about her being a slut that slept with Henry Bowers and his friends. It was not true in the slightest but it still seemed to make everyone hate her- except for the boys who thought that she was easy.

"Bev, I'll meet you out in the front after school, ok baby?" Ariana always called Bev baby, ever since she was first born.

Beverley nodded again before turning to walk into the big school, Ariana lost her in the crowd of kids rushing to either their lockers or to their class.

Ariana sighed and started to walk in when she was grabbed harshly and slammed against the brick wall around the corner, Ariana winced, looking up into the angry eyes of Henry Bowers. She always seemed to have trouble with him, no matter what it was. It seemed like he was always around and never leaving her alone any day.

"Hey sweet thang, did you really think you would just be able to walk in on the last day and just ignore me?" He all but growled running his finger down her neck towards her chest.

Ariana flinched back ignoring the cat calls of his cronies, she moved her body back harshly into the brick to try and release herself from his tight hold, which only caused him to grip her harder and tighter.

Ariana was sure she was going to have bruises and what fun would it be explaining the bruises to her father.

"God you just need some cock sweetheart, that's all you need. Then maybe you wont be so uptight, you need it to loosen you up." He crooned stroking her arm, Ariana glared fiercely at him her anger shown in her blue eyes.

"Get off me!" She thrashed causing him to laugh and push himself against her body until there was only clothes separating them. She froze at the feeling and let out a whimper which made Henry and his cronies laugh loudly.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?" An angry male voice echoed down the now empty halls, Ariana's eyes snapped over to see the chief of police standing with his hands on his hips glaring evilly at his son, Henry Bowers; the boy who currently had her pinned between a wall and his body.

Henry jumped back as if she had shocked him, quiet fear surpassing his rough features.

"Apologise to this girl, now." His father growled stalking forward and dragging Henry harshly towards him, his eyes a dark colour of anger. Henry although obviously scared took a look of pure fury at his father's words.

"I'm not going-" The chief slammed his hand into Henry's arm, Henry let out a loud curse and turned to glare hatefully at Ariana who shrunk back even more into the wall.

"I apologise." He calmly stated but Ariana knew that there was nothing calm about those words, they practically dripped with disdain.

Instead of saying anything Ariana chose to quickly nod her head and turn away like a frightened bunny, she continued to look away even when the Chief shoved the boys away and turned back to her. He slowly walked up to her leaning an arm on the wall above her head; a smirk on his lips and beer heavy in his breath.

"Now if they bother you again, let me know sweetheart. We don't want a sweet thing like you getting hurt." He seemed to leer at her form and stroked his pointer finger down her cheek. Ariana flinched away from his finger and nodded, she thanked him quietly before turning and running down the halls the Chief's laugh following her.

It watched as the beautiful teen scampered away, drool falling from It's lips, a wicked gleam in his eyes that promised gore and mayhem.

Soon.

It thought, It's brain conjuring images of her naked and terrified causing him to let out and rumble from his chest in pure want.

Soon I will have her.

It slunk quietly back into the dark, a mind full of Ariana and sinister plots.