Author's note: Fair warning, this chapter is probably one of the darkest that I've ever written and it tackles issues that are very relevant. I'm sorry if anyone is offended.

Cam POV

I was walking back along the corridor towards my room when I came across the guy I flipped earlier and his friends.

'Well, well, well. Look what we have here. A mouse entering the lion's den' He smiled a crooked smile, his eyes examining me up and down.

'Not tonight boys' I stuck my chin up and tried to continue on, but one of them grabbed my arm, holding me just above the elbow where I couldn't flip them.

'Listen mouse' He snarled 'We don't appreciate that tone here, do we lads?'

There were grunts in agreement. The guy who I think was named Gray grabbed a strand of my hair and twirled it.

'Where's your hero now?' He asked, fake pouting out his lip

'Sometimes the damsel can rescue herself' I snapped ready to kick him in the balls but he grabbed my leg and pushed me against the wall. This was almost the exact same position that I was in with Zach not too long ago, but instead of feeling the urge to kiss him, I wanted to kill him.

'This is how I like my girls' He muttered, his breath inches away from my neck, he glanced up at me 'Willing' I felt my throat close up. Was I about to get raped? Was this how I lost my virginity? Gray's hand slowly started to creep up my leg

'Please don't' I begged feeling vulnerable and absolutely naked despite still being fully clothed. He chuckled.

'Hear that boys? She's begging' He laughed again 'Come on Gallagher Girl, this is only a bit of fun' He planted a kiss on my neck 'And I know how much fun you like' His hand was dangerously close to the bottom of my skirt that Gallagher Girls were told to wear and Macey had shortened a lot.

I couldn't speak, I was still in a daze and trapped by the weight of him. I closed my eyes fearing the worst, blocking out all sounds and concentrating on my breathing when the weight was whipped off of me and I landed on the floor. I opened my eyes to see Dylan and Chris ripping all the boys away from me. They stood in front of me, acting as my guards.

'What the fuck do you think you are doing?' Dylan hissed

'Relax boys, she was up for it' Gray smiled, I felt sick.

'She's with us' Chris snapped

'Really?' Gray's tone was full of sarcasm 'I thought she was a Goode girl' He shrugged 'Little sluts do play the field though' He laughed and then stalked away down the corridor. Once they had gone, Dylan and Chris spun around and crouched down.

'What happened?' Dylan soothed, his hand pushing my hair back. I was shaking violently and felt the tears rolling down, I bit my cheeks.

'We need to get someone' Chris turned to Dylan. Dylan looked at him and then looked at me.

'Get Mr Solomon or Zach or Bex'

'No' I whispered, both boys looked at me

'Cam, we need to get you someone, they just assaulted you!' Dylan tried to plead with me

'NO' I shouted this time. I took a deep breath 'No one can know about this' I whispered

'Cameron, you need someone to help you, they can't get away with this'

I shook my head and wiped my tears away. I slowly and shakely stood up

'Those boys will deny anything and everything you throw at them. Three people's accounts won't make a difference especially when one is the girl that cried dead body' I gave a weak laugh, devoid of humour. 'Promise me this stays between us?' I asked 'Please' The boys shared a look. Dylan sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

'Just scream next time Cam, will ya? Some of us might be dicks but we know how to react to screams' He gave a feeble smile. We parted ways and after I was sure I was alone, I collapsed against a wall and cried. I covered my mouth to stop it getting heard. My legs felt like jelly underneath me. The cold stone wall was soothing to the heat that was radiating around my body.

'Miss Morgan' Mr Tucker came marching down the corridor, 'You were meant to be in detention with me' I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes. I stood up straight and pushed away from the wall. I walked into the light trying to ignore that I was upset. Mr Tucker showed no emotion on his face, he's probably immune to tears.

'Sorry sir' I muttered. Mr Tucker studied me carefully, again showing no emotion

'Don't let it happen again' He said softer this time. 'Perhaps you should go to your room whilst everyone is at dinner' He raised his eyebrow suggestively

'Yes sir' I muttered walking past him and towards my room.

'Oh and Miss Morgan?' He called, I glanced back 'You have permission to miss training tomorrow morning' I stood there stunned and about to say thank you but Mr Tucker had already turned the corner. Perhaps he's not as bad as he seems.

Author's note: Poor Cammie... So Dylan and Chris are good guys, helping a damsel in distress. So what do you think? A slightly darker turn to the story, however I think this is the only point that the story becomes extremely dark (I haven't finished the story so I don't know what's to come) See you again tomorrow xxx

S.I.N.G.L.E-Demispy : Thank you so much! I feel that this story is quickly becoming one of my favourites that I've worked on...I have two more stories waiting to begin being uploaded and an idea for a third one...The old guy definitely doesn't know who he's decided to mess with...but with this turn of events, will Cam act differently? I bloodly love Joe, I think that he's the ever present calm figure and I love how some people can use him a lot and then others use him less; every story is different, that's what makes this community interesting xxx

Zachgoodet: Zammie will be coming, I promise xxx

covert. rebel: I'm planning on Cam going into one of the classes, but with what happened with Cam, do you think anything will be different? xxx

Smiles180: What do you think about Dylan and Chris now? Are they heroes, is is there more to them than we see... xxx

Dreamer0704: Thank you for your name suggestion! Cam is very close to finding out more of the puzzle xxx

MusicManipulator: Thank you xxx