A/n
Bea POV
'George?' I shrieked storming into the house, I heard Neil slam the door behind him. 'George? George?' With every shout my voice became higher pitched and louder. 'Geor-'
'For Christ sake! What?' My rather disgruntled Uncle called standing at the top of the stairs.
Neil quickly explained the situation as he did we moved into the dining room where the others sat, while I stoop pacing. When Neil finished the main part of the story, I took over. 'They offered an exchange; they said they will ring again in an hour. She sounded so frightened we need to do something!' My yell echoed through the house.
'Look we can't just jump into this we need to think-' my phone rang and I picked it up fast as lighting.
'Hello?'
'Hello you filthy bastard, mother fu-' George snatched the phone off me.
'Hello? Yes I'm sorry she's in a bad mood. Okay so I heard you offered a compromise,' there was a long pause before 'okay can we have 24 hours to think it over? Okay' and then he snapped my phone shut.
'Why can't we do something NOW?' I was angry, no worse than angry, I was furious. I ran up to my room and started throwing stuff around. I punched the wall. I heard Jake and George yelling at me to stop then Neil's strong arms restraining. And whispering in my ear
'You have to stop, this isn't helping Amelia. Stop now.' He knew how to handle these situations; I suppose he has seen enough of them.
I took deep steadying breaths locking away my emotion. He was right. 'Fine' I spat, yeah it took a while to completely wear of once I was in this mood.
We spent the night discussing plans and ideas. George told us to go to school as usual to stop suspicions.
I walked into school in the morning in such an obvious foul mood I figure no one would fuck with me, but hey guess I was wrong.
I Sat in German blanking everyone, even Michael avoided me, I know result right?
But then afterward in the hall I overheard a conversation between Heather and Chelsea.
'Urg what's up with the losers today, their, like, more depressed than normal'
'I know right it's like yeah well we have problems to'
'Yeah like last night my boy friend broke up with me' Chelsea said on the verge of tears.
'Really? That's what you call a problem.' Okay so sometimes I can't keep my mouth shut when I properly should.
'Urg you freak you wouldn't know you properly haven't ever had a boy friend your just always moody for the sake of it' well that was it I snapped. I strolled up to her and grabbed the front of her Hollister vest top and shoved her into the wall.
'You, filthy, slutty, inconsiderate, bitch of a slag' I snarled with each word delivering a blow to her face. Then I dropped her and walked away. She ran up behind me and grabbed a fistful of my hair. Oh no, she did not just do that. I grabbed her arm and flipped her on to the ground. Then I heard more foot steps behind me and a girl jump on my back, my guess heather.
I threw her off easily. Then I heard Chelsea command 'Tommy help us' and her big idiot boy toy from the rugby team came to join in.
'Fight!' someone yelled. I just looked at them thinking it isn't a fight unless the others have a chance of winning. Wack idiot boy toy one hit me in the face, splitting my lip. I looked at him then spat the blood in his face. Soon, many more were coming at me. I was holding them off but not doing much damage.
'Move bicht out the way!' I heard the voice of Alana. 'Oh hell no. No one messes with my best friend. The suddenly she was at my side.
'What are you doing?' I asked 'Aren't you supposed to be the good one?'
'Yeah but I've wanted to do this for a long time.' She took a swing at bloodies face. With that the fight carried on more and more people joining in. Eventually Neil and Jake where there and even Natalie was helping us. 5 against the rest of the school and it was obvious who had the upper hand. Us.
'Everyone stop!' came the booming voice of Mr. O'mont. He looked at me, covered in blood hair a mess lip swollen. 'Miss Smyth I suppose you're the one that started this.
'The physical part? Yeah sure, go on take me away' He looked at me confused then said 'Urmm... right... follow me then' so I did. We sat in his office I got lectured. It went kind of like this 'Miss Smyth I am tired of this blah blah blah your constantly in trouble blah blah blah, you are now excluded blah blah blah' Yeah it wasn't that bad but Aunt el will still freak. But that's okay. Because guess what? I don't give a shit.
I decided not to go home to wait for the phone call myself. When it came i was brief.
'We'll do the exchange; Swap me for Amelia. Meet at the play park at 9 o'clock there will be me and one other.'
'Okay then nice doing business with you' you could hear the guys smile threw the phone. I doubt he'll be happy when I pull through with my plan. Off course I was actually going to do the swap.
The next step was to ring Natalie. She was the only one who would let me go through with this, after me she loved Amelia more than the rest. She would do anything to save her.
At nine o'clock on the dot a black van whizzed around the corner. The van door flew open and out came a man in dressed in all black with a balaclava holding Amelia. He tossed Natalie the rope. 'Bind her' she did as she was told.
'Give me Amelia' after a short pause 'now' in a very stern voice. The man pushed Amelia at her. Amelia was crying again.
'It's all right honey you'll be okay' I stated walking towards the van.
'No she shrieked, don't do it!' too late I was pushed into the van. I fell over and bounced back up. As the van sped off I fell over and hit my head on the side.
When I came to it took me a moment to gain my thoughts and realise my surrounding. I was in a van, going up a bumpy twisting road. We were slowing down, nearly stopping.
The van jerked to a halt. This time I kept my balance. I stoop hands on hips facing the door. The door slowly slip open and the light blinded me for a second. When I could finally see again I was not ready for what I saw at all.
'Michael?'
