Gaz stepped into the fast food restaurant and dragged herself up to the cashier. She ordered the usual cheese pizza, but her voice sounded weak and distant. She paid with a crumpled dollar bill and told the cashier to keep the change.
Why was she so tired? She turned down the volume of her I-pod, another headache creeping up inside of her. Trudging her way to a booth, she tried to grab a hold of her sanity.
Zim was stuck in her head, but she was in a battle against herself.
He looked sick. Maybe I should've stayed and found out what was wrong.
Why? He doesn't need you. He'll probably think your brother made you do it.
Something was bothering him.
Stop. Zim's business is none of yours. Since when did you start caring for that piece of shit anyway?
Gaz was gritting her teeth and taking deep breaths through her nose, shaking her head vigorously. A tear escaped her eyes and rolled gently down her pale face. A waiter came up to her and set a box of pizza down onto the table, not particularly caring about the customer or why she looked so anguished. Gaz watched her walk away and glanced back at the pizza. Her appetite was completely ruined.
The goth wiped away the tear, slightly smudging her eyeliner. She closed the box of untouched pizza and carried it back out into the bitter cold of the storm.
The rain had picked up some, placing a steady rainfall upon the girl. Flipping up her dark hoodie, she hurried back home.
About halfway between Bloaties and Gaz's house, she noticed three burly guys following her. One fairly tall, and the other two, a little smaller.
"Hey there beautiful. Who might YOU be?" One of the smaller guys slurred.
Turning around, she took in the sight of the gang continuing to get closer.
"Yeah gorgeous. Show us what you got."
"You got any money? Give me your fucking money bitch."
They slurred out more drunken questions and threats and before Gaz knew it, they were ganging up on her.
"How about you fags fuck off? Hmm?" Gaz was in NO mood to put up with a gang.
The taller one threw a punch at the girl with a fluid motion, but Gaz easily dodged it. The two smaller ones pounced onto Gaz, pinning her down. One grabbed her hair and yanked her head back while the other pried off her hoodie, exposing her naval and her thin torso beneath. The leader of the gang started whispering in her ear foul things and added,
"How about we have some fun….." The smell of his rancid breath made Gaz shudder and soon she was flipped over. Her hands were pried away from her with the help of one short and one tall man, exposing her whole body towards the leader.
Gaz flailed her legs and kicked him in his stomach once, but she got several heavy punches in the face in return. Tears fled from her eyes and she became limp. She couldn't win this fight. The legendary Gaz, the girl who beat every living thing in her path who ever challenged her, was beaten.
Before the leader began to remove any other apparel off of the girl, the two men let go of her hands and her head hit the hard concrete beneath. She saw a flash of green before her face and a shinny glimmer of red before her vision blurred and became unconscious.