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Belladonna's POV

"Bell? Bell are you here?" I curled into a tighter ball on my cot, pulling my blanket further over my head. I snivelled, unable to hold in my tears. I felt his hand grab the sheet and pull it back, exposing my weakness and all its glory. "Oh Bell," he breathed heavily, sitting down on the bed and drawing me into his arms.

"Don't you dare pity me," I hissed darkly but didn't even think of moving out of his arms.

"Wouldn't dream of it," he answered without humour, choosing to just hold me while I sobbed.

Three minutes later I pulled back, completely shifting away from Squid. He looked at me cautiously, probably trying to pick his words.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked and I shook my head. "What do you wanna do then?"

"I want to pretend like that didn't just happen," I answered. "I don't want to be treated any differently, including you guys fearing that I killed that old man because I didn't," I said in an icy voice.

"I believe you," Squid answered solemnly. I can't be sure if he does or not, it's pretty unbelievable when you hear it. "Can we go back to before our fight?" I looked over at Squid, his hat in his hands as he stared at me hopefully.

"Well that fight was about you prying into my personal life and questioning my motives…so now that you know I guess we're good," I mumbled, looking at my lap.

"But do you feel ok with us?" he asked slowly. I sighed, lying back down.

"Just leave it Squid," I mumbled before closing my eyes and waiting there until I finally fell asleep.

Ever since the therapy incident the guys could tell I wasn't the same. I barely talked to them, or anyone, anymore. All I did was eat, sleep and dig (and shower too) right now I'm trying to focus on digging.

"Hey look!" I spared a glance up from my hole, looking up to see Squid pointing at the sky. "A cloud" he breathed. The others all looked to the sky. "Right there," he finished in his southern drawl. I had missed hearing it, even though we shared a tent.

"Maybe it'll move in front of the sun," Zigzag panted, leaning on his shovel. I shook my head, knowing it wouldn't. I went back to digging, tuning the others out.

"Hey X! I think I found something!" my head snapped up at that, watching as X-Ray jumped easily out of his hole and sauntered over to Stanley's. He took what looked like a golden tube, examining it through his dirty glasses.

"Looks like an old shotgun shell or something," he mumbled, only to have Squid take it from him, turning it over in his hands.

"Nah that's too skinny to be a shotgun shell," he mumbled. How in the heck would he know what a shotgun shell looks like? "Yeah it's not a shotgun shell," he finalised before passing it on.

I watched as the guys all examined it, Zigzag making a comment on some Keith Baringer guy from his math class. After that their talking dyed down, the conversation seeming to dissipate once X-Ray turned and walked away, Squid flicking Stanley's hat before joining him.

I wanted to be mad at them for stealing Stanley's day off, knowing that the kid needed one badly. But watching Squid, the way his brown eyes glistened as he chuckled at something X-Ray said made my heart ache to be part of the group again.

I feel I should have been more surprised when, the next day, Pendanski went nuts and called the Warden as soon as X-Ray 'found' the golden tube. She turned up in her shiny white car and strutted over like she was the queen of the desert. After studying the tube and talking to X-Ray she turned to the rest of us.

"Mr. Pendanski," she said in her icy tone. "Drive X-Ray back to camp. Give him double shower tokens and a snack." damn I wish I had found that stupid tube. I touched Squid's necklace, wondering if I would get the same thing. "But first refill everyone's canteen."

"I already filled them," he said, sounding oddly proud for something so pointless.

"Excuse me?" the Warden asked quietly.

"I had already filled them when you drove up in the car," he said, this time a little more shakily.

We all watched as the Warden continued to drill into Pendanski, even bringing Stanley, or Caveman, into it. Finally he relented and we all lined up to have our barely touched canteens refilled.

Feeling a little jumpy, considering I haven't insulted one of the senior staff in a while, when it was my turn I smirked when he reached for my canteen.

"Wait," I said, opening it before tipping it upside down and watching as the water spilled out over his shoes. "Fill it up…buddy boy," I spat. He glared daggers at me before snatching my canteen and filling it up.

As soon as he was done with our water, and X-Ray had been driven away, we were set to work, digging as hard as a mole on Red Bull while the Warden, Pendanski and Mr. Sir shouted orders at us.

We all trudged back to the camp, my feet, arms, back, legs and pretty much everything else aching from the stupid amount of digging we had to do.

"How'd the Warden know my name?" Stanley asked suddenly as I threw my shovel on the pile.

"She's got the whole place wired," Zigzag answered immediately and my eyebrows rose.

"Really?" I stated and all of them stared at me, Squid's eyes wide but slightly gleaming.

"And she finally speaks," he said with a smile. I glared at him, stomping away.

If I was going to be made fun of just for speaking then fine!

"Don't listen to him," a voice said over my shoulder. "I read his file," Squid continued, not accepting that fact that I was ignoring him. "It say's he suffers from…acute paranoia."

"Why do you think I care?" I snapped.

"Just keeping you in the loop Princess," he answered before walking off.

So it turns out that four days of solid, work driven digging can turn our little desert area into a scene from an Indiana Jones movie. While I thought that, despite being sore and cut up all over, it looked pretty cool.

The Warden, on the other hand, wasn't as pleased. "Four days. Four days and what have you got to show for it?" she grumbled as she stalked around our mini catacomb. I just flipped her off behind her back and kept digging.

"I ain't on stupid pills!" I heard Mr. Sir snap at Pendanski.

"What are you jawing about?!" the Warden snapped. "If you can't get em' to dig any faster maybe you should grab a shovel and join them!" that got Mr. Sir going.

"Jackass," I grumbled as he shouted at me to dig faster.

The next morning Mr. Sir announced that we would be going back to digging our own holes again. Frankly I was relieved because now it would be easier to be by myself again. The guys had attempted to cheer me up, Armpit even tried to trick the Warden with a knob off one of the stoves but I didn't even crack a smile.

I just couldn't.

It was another day and we were all out digging. The guys were getting their canteens refilled but I kept working, just wanting to go back to the tent. I barely ever did anything with them any more, I didn't even eat with them. I just took my tray over to an empty table and munched quietly, missing the way Armpit made everything a little more edible.

I jumped in my hole when I heard thunder rumble and looked up towards the sky. Dark clouds had surrounded the mountains in the distance, a heavy storm looking to be brewing.

"Don't get your hopes up. Them storms never make it past the mountains," Mr. Sir commented.

"Maybe this time they will," Stanley mumbled hopefully, looking up at the clouds. I couldn't help but smile at his optimism before remembering that I was supposed to be mad at everyone. I continued to dig, ignoring Mr. Sir making fun of the guys, Squid especially when he tried to answer whatever it was Mr. Sir was saying.

I sighed in relief when he finally got back in his truck and drove off, glad to finally get some peace.

"Hey guys?" I looked up to see Magnet smiling widely at us. "Anyone want some sun flower seeds?" he said, holding up the sack. My eyes widened. How the hell did he get that? "I can't help it man! My hands are like Magnets!" he laughed, taking a handful before passing the bag around.

"I'll take some of those!" Zigzag laughed, catching the sack and taking a handful. I shook my head as Squid took the bag next, taking great handfuls and stuffing them into his pockets.

"Bell?! you want some?!" he shouted over to me, already getting ready to throw it.

"Guys! Sir's coming back!" Magnet suddenly yelled, panicking. I felt the bag hit my side as the words left his mouth, turning to glare at a sheepish looking Squid.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" I muttered as I struggled to cover the mass of seeds littering my hole.

"Cover it up he's coming back!" Armpit yelled.

Suddenly there was a crunch beside me and I looked over to see Stanley in my hole. He was shifting the dirt frantically before he shoved me over.

"Switch holes with me!" he demanded in a voice more forceful then I expected from him.

"What?" I asked.

"Switch holes with me! Now!" he yelled, shoving me completely from the hole before lying down in it in an attempt to look casual.

A hand grabbed my arm and pulled me away. It was Squid, yanking me over to Stanley's abandoned hole.

"No! let me go!" I cried.

"You've been in enough trouble and Mr. Sir and the Warden already hate you!" he snapped under his breath in a harsh voice, throwing me into the hole before jumping into his own.

Before I could do anything, Mr. Sir pulled up and got out of the car. We all watched as he stalked around, glaring at each of us as he passed. Finally he stopped at Stanley's hole, bending down.

"Well well, how did that get there?" he asked, pointing to the half covered sack.

"W-What?" Stanley asked fearfully.

"How did that get there? Fall from the sky?" Mr. Sir asked again. Stanley sighed.

"No…" he looked over at Magnet, the Latino's eyes pleading for him not to rat him out. "I stole them out of your truck," he mumbled.

My eyes widened, as did Armpit's and X-Ray's. Stanley was willing to take the fall? but these guys were horrid to him…my heart sped up as we all awaited Mr. Sir's reply.

"Well I think the Warden would like to hear it from you," he grumbled, gesturing for Stanley to follow him. Stanley nodded and got up, following Mr. Sir over to his truck.

"What are you doing dog?!" X-Ray whispered as he passed him. When he came to me I stood up.

"Stanley…why?" I asked. He glanced over at Mr. Sir, who was trying to get his fat butt in the truck. He quickly leaned down and whispered into my ear.

"You've had a tough week. No matter what your file says, I'm still here for you." and with that, he turned and got into the truck.

I glared at the ground as I stabbed it with my shovel. Stanley shouldn't have taken the fall. Magnet should have, or me I don't care who. I can't believe he did it though! And all because I was having a bad week? No one's ever shown me such compassion. Well one person has.

I looked over at Squid, his yellow shirt mud and sweat stained while his hat hid his eyes. I sighed, wishing I could talk to him again. True because of him I could have gotten in trouble because of him, but he understood what Stanley had done and he helped him, kind of.

My head lifted back up to the sound of footsteps. My eyes widened to see Stanley, no cuts or marks on him as he walked back over to his hole.

"What'd you say Caveman?" Magnet demanded.

"Nothing," Stanley said. Squid's eyebrows rose.

"Well what'd she do to you?" X-Ray asked. Stanley shrugged, flashing a smile.

"Nothing." I sighed in relief. Climbing out of my hole, I ran over to him and threw my arms around him. "Whoa Spirit!" he chuckled, catching me. I smiled up at him, genuinely for the first time that week.

"Call me Bell," I said. As soon as the words left my mouth I heard a clang.

I looked over to see Squid, his shovel thrown on the ground as he stormed back to camp. What's his deal? I shook my head, looking back up at Stanley. His eyes looked concerned as he stared at Squid's retreating back before he shook his head. I smiled up at him again, choosing to ignore Squid's tantrum.

"Hey, Zero has a surprise for you," I whispered before going to my hole. I smiled when I heard him gasp and could just imagine the smile on his face.

I walked through the camp, one thing on my mind. 'I'm bored' sighing in frustration I decided to see if there was anyone around the Rec room. Walking from around the back, I let my hand trail along the wall. I always did that, tracing small patterns. Suddenly I felt something grab my hand, twisting me so that my back was shoved against the wall.

"What the hell?!" I snapped, opening my eyes. Squid was glaring at me, his cap casting a shadow over his eyes.

"What's going on between you and Stanley?!" he demanded through gritted teeth. What?

"You think something's going on between me and Stanley? How stupid can you get?" I snapped back. Squid's fist slammed into the wall beside my head.

"Don't insult me! Just answer the question!" he yelled.

"No! Nothing is going on! He showed me some compassion and caring!" I snapped back at him. He continued to glare at me.

"Why do you let him do things for you? Whenever I try you're either dying or try and kill me for even suggesting it," he said in an icy voice.

"How dare you bring that up," I hissed and he grunted.

"Sorry," he grumbled.

"Why do you even care about who I'm interested in anyway? Are you jealous?!" I demanded, smirking at him.

He didn't answer, he didn't even raise his eyes to look at me. I stared at him, his body tense. "Squid?"

His head snapped up and his mouth covered mine, his lips silencing any insult I could have thrown at him. His hands gripped my arms, holding me in place as he continued to kiss me. Finally my shock wore off and I realised what was happening.

Attempting to move my arms, Squid finally let them go, one arm sliding around my waist while the other cupped my cheek, pulling me closer. My hands reached up to knock the hat off his head, my fingers threading into his hair.

I don't know how long we stayed like this but I knew I couldn't care. In this moment it was just Squid and me. I don't know why he's kissing me, I don't know what he's feeling all I know is that I don't care about the reason. I just care that it's him.

Finally he broke away, gasping for breath. I leaned against the wall for support, my head spinning and my heart pounding.

"I just…I'm…I…" Squid continued to stammer, trying to say something. I was still panting. "Just don't get mixed up with anyone," he mumbled before turning and walking away.

Sitting in on my cot while trying to figure out what Squid meant is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I thought girls were the trivial ones and guys were the blunt ones but Squid seems to be all over the place.

"I need a shower," I grumbled, standing up and grabbing a token. Water always helped me think, especially when it was cool.

When I reached the showers I checked around. No one else was here considering dinner was on. Lifting my hands to the hem of my shirt, I was about to pull it over my head when a voice stopped me.

"Let me do that." before I could respond my top was yanked over my head and I was spun around, coming face to face with Lump.

"Get away from me you creep!" I snapped, lifting a hand to slap him. He grabbed it and wrenched it back, making me grit my teeth to keep from crying out. He smirked.

"And here I had you pegged as a screamer." that comment sent rage surging through me and I started to struggle.

"Let me go!" I screamed at him, pulling away from his body that smelled of sweat and dirt.

"I thought we could have some…fun," he said, pulling me back against him while his hands ran over my body.

"In your disgusting dreams!" I screamed, managing to free one arm to punch him right in the middle of his grimy face. He stumbled back, looking shocked before a sneer took over his face.

"You shouldn't have done that," he growled. "Now you've got me thinking you like it rough." I stopped for a second, a horrible feeling making me feel close to throwing up. I was so shocked at the horrific comment that I didn't notice him reaching forwards and grabbing my wrist with his gorilla fist.

"Don't touch me!" I cried out as he pulled me against him, pining me against the shower cubical with his body.

"I plan on doing more then just touching you," he whispered before biting my ear. I screamed in pain, banging my fists on his chest to get him to back away. "That's not goanna work and you haven't got your Squidface here to help you this time," he growled, his grip on my shoulders turning bruising.

"He and the rest of D-Tent will kill you if you do anything to me!" I spat him, making sure spit actually came out. He growled before his fist slammed against my head, right into my right eye. I was so shocked I couldn't even scream.

"Do you not realise what I'm capable of? I don't care about hitting girls, I could take all of D-Tent by myself. Do you want to know why I'm here?" he asked.

I'm officially scared now. My head is spinning, my eye throbbing and my heart is pounding. Unconsciously I nod. Lump grinned as he leaned down so that hi mouth was next to my ear.

"I killed my neighbour after raping her." my world stopped as he then proceeded to lean down and nip at my neck, marking me.

I started to shake. This was real. This wasn't Lump being his usual idiotic self. This was Lump getting ready to rape me, take the last of my innocence. And how would he finish with me? Only one thought entered the fearful jumbled mess of my mind.

"Squid," I sobbed, feeling bruises and blood run down my neck. Lump bit harder and I sobbed the name louder. If this was going to happen then I wouldn't give Lump the satisfaction of hearing his name. I would say the name of the person who actually made me feel something.

"Say my name," he commanded, his hand squeezing my arm painfully.

"Squid," I said determinedly, looking right at him. His fist connected with my stomach, forcing a cough to wrack my body with shakes.

"Say my name!" he commanded again.

"Squid!" I screamed at him and he punched my side.

"If you say his name one more time I swear I'll make you wish you'd never been born," he seethed. I lifted my head, my neck screaming from the pain of his bruises and bites to look right in his eyes.

"I already wish I hadn't been born," I mumbled. He sneered before placing his hand on the inside of my thigh, trailing it upwards. "NO!" I screamed, my knee lifting to do something I had wanted to do since Lump tried to watch me change.

He groaned as he collapsed forwards, holding his balls as he face planted the floor. I wasted no time in kicking him in the stomach before leaning down next to his ear.

"You can do what you want to me," I hissed in a sharp tone. "Beat me, rape me and even kill me. I want you to kill me! But if you ever touch any of D-Tent I will cut off your nuts, feed them to you then stab you through the stomach and through them like an inside out kebab." with one last kick of dirt to his face I walked away.

I limped back to the tent, bruises and cuts covering my body. Lump had not held back in his beatings and now I have missed dinner. Oh well, I doubt I could eat with the pain in my stomach. As soon as I opened the flaps of tent all the occupants heads turned to me. All eyes went wide and X-Ray was up in an instant.

"Who did this?" he said in a steely voice. All the guys watched me, Squid's eyes burning with rage as he clutched his dice tightly in his hands.

I stared up at X, ready to tell him everything Lump did and said to me, but then the image of Lump standing over my friends, all of them beaten and lying on the ground. Squid caught in Lump's hold almost made fresh tears spring to my eyes.

"Nothing…I fell into my hole," I mumbled, heading for my cot. I clambered under the covers and pulled them over my head, shielding my bruised and battered body from their judging eyes.

"Belladonna." X-Ray's voice was steely, firm and gentle all at once. "Who. Did. This. To. You?"

It was to shameful to speak of. Lump had touched me in a place no one had ever touched before with his gross, disgusting meaty fingers and all I could feel was dirty.

"I fell in my hole," I whispered, my voice barely keeping the hitch out of it as tears started to stream down my cheeks. I couldn't sink any lower now that tears had finally escaped me, a sensation I hadn't felt in years. I heard a sigh, the creaking of cots letting me know that the others were settling into go to sleep.

I couldn't sleep, my skin crawling as Lump's touched continued to make me want to be sick. I knew I couldn't tell anyone about what happened, they would never do anything about it anyway. Pendanski would encourage it, calling it camper bounding time. Mr. Sir would ask to join in and the Warden would only lock me in the shed with him.

I sprung up suddenly, a horrible thought sending my body into shock. No one was going to stop this. He could do it again and no one would do anything.

I can't stay here, not with him. Not when he's planning to take away the last part of me I can keep normal. As I sprung up, grabbing my clothes and guitar another thought hit me. If I leave I'll die of thirst. If I stay here I'll get raped. If I go to the authorities then I'll get ignored then punished. There was no way out, all three ways would be torture. I sunk onto my cot, defeated.

BANG!

I jumped, barely holding in my scream as Mr. Sir's gun went off into the night. How could the guys sleep through that?

Guns. They took my mom. They took my dad. They took my life. Wait…they've taken two lives that mattered to me, they might as well finish their job. It was clear what my course of life would be, no one would care if I did it and right now, no one was conscious enough to stop me.

Getting up, I glanced around at the sleeping guys, the boys that become the closest thing to being my friends. They were going to be the last ones to see me alive. I sighed, taking one last look at Squid's sleeping face before I walked out the tent.

What's Bell goanna do? If you want to find out, or guess yourself, you know what to do...

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