I walked in silence as I gripped at my cardigan. The night air hit my face. I smiled enjoying the cold.
I saw a pair of head lights swing over me and then a car slowed next to me.
"Hey, you need a ride?" One of them said.
I felt the bile rise in my throat as I realized their intentions.
"Don't." I whispered as they got out of the car.
I swallowed fear as they gripped my arms.
"Stop!" I screamed as I thrashed around wildly. One of them punched me in the stomach.
"Cooperate and it'll be over fast, I promise." One of them whispered in my ear.
I felt tears sting my eyes as I randomly through punches.
The boy with blond hair through his head back as blood gushed from his nose.
I was hysterical by now as I kicked and punched my way through them. He threw me on the ground and I felt my eye lids
start to flutter closed. And then... and then he was touching me. Everywhere. My breast, my stomach, grabbing at me wildly.
I cried and sobbed and choked on my gasp and begs.
"Please, please, please!" I begged and rolled over, trying to get away.
He grabbed my arm so tight his finger nails dug into.
I was going to be raped and I knew it. I was crying wildly, screaming. I was going to put up a fight.
I was over crying, and being hysterical, I was pissed off.
I screamed so loud I nearly busted my own eardrum. The guys eyes widened as he saw the pure rage in mine.
I was not going to be taken advantage of. I pushed him off of me with all my strength and stood up. He looked at me, gritting his teeth.
Head up, push off, and lift me. I heard Tim's instructions ring clear in my ears.
I followed through and tackled him so hard he flew to his car. I picked up the nearest thing I found and started hitting him with it.
And then I felt hands around me. They were strong and firm yet gentle. I looked back and saw Tim behind.
"It's okay now, shh, no more." He said reassuringly, "Tyra, Jules... could you?"
"Yeah, c'mon sweety." Tyra cooed as she helped me to my feet. My eyes were bright red from crying tears of shame and my body ached.
I saw Tim standing there, baseball bat in hand and I tried to hear what he was saying. But there was no such luck.
All I knew was that he was furious, it was scary. He threw the bat down on the ground and gripped the guy by the shirt front.
I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the gruesome images of Tim beating the guy up.
"You did good." Tyra said as she smoothed my hair. Julie held onto my hand and I cried, I cried for the life of me.
"Is she gonna be alright?" I heard Tim's reassuring voice as he stepped into the truck.
"I'll sit on Tyra." Julie offered as we struggled to fit in the pick up.
I ended up between Tyra and Tim and I sighed. I was exhausted. I was done crying and now I was just tired.
As we stopped at a red light I felt Tim's hand on mine. I looked up and he smiled at me, but it didn't quite reach his eyes.
I rested my head on his shoulder and I felt him tense, like he wasn't used to it.
But that didn't bother me. I let my eyes flutter close as I felt the pain of a headache come on.
I hadn't realized how long I'd been sleeping. I felt hard arms secured around my legs and I tried to open my eyes but they weren't listening.
"What did you do to her?" I heard Dash ask.
"Look, it's not what you think-"
"Get your hands off of her!" He yelled as he tried to pull me away from him.
I tightened my grip around his neck and mumbled "no"
"What's going on out here?" Danny asked.
"Man what the hell?" Caleb's voice rang.
I tried to open my eyes again and my vision blurred and then focused, "Not his f-fault."
I said it sleepily and it sounded like mush coming from my mouth but then I started racking with sleepy sobs as I remember what happened.
"Shh, shh." Tim said as he pushed his way through the guys, circling.
"Thissy." I heard Jeramiah's voice squeak.
"She needs sleep." Tim said, "And I'll explain."
I could picture Dash's nostrils flaring as Tim laid me down on my bed. I tightened my grip on his neck and mumbled, "I have to go."
"Uh-uh." I said, though my eyes were closed.
"I'll come back, I promise." He said and he pulled my arms from his neck.

Tim's POV:
"Who did this to her?" Dash asked quietly. His voice to calm and restrained.
I was sitting in the room with her three older brothers.
"Arnett Mead." I said, "I'm sorry, I was too late-"
I was cut off by the pure disgust in Caleb's face; clearly he was the youngest of the three.
"Not like that." I began, "They didn't... touch her."
I had to force the word out, but couldn't hold back the sneer that mirrored on all four of our faces.
"It was about as much of a rivalry thing than anything else. Once they found out that we had a girl on our team they saw it as a weakness to use against us --Not that
Casey's a weakness, just that they thought she would be weaker because she was a girl but boy did she put up a fight," I sighed as I remembered how she attacked them,
"You guys should be really proud of your sister, she put up a fight. I had to all but throw her over my shoulder to stop her from hurting them."
Dash smiled a small, knowing smile and then clapped a hand on my shoulder, nearly knocking me down. Ouch, I thought but smiled widely.
"You did good, Riggins." He said, "And... thank you."
"Your welcome." I said as I walked out. God I was exhausted.