Chapter 20

Toni's P.O.V.

Will contain explicit content. Please be advised. May trigger things

"Does this dress make my butt look too big?" Jessica asked.

I looked up from one of the many racks of dresses I was inspecting to examine the dress she had on. Although I wanted to tell her it was a great dress, it wasn't very flattering. The color didn't go well with her skin tone and the shape of it didn't accentuate her main feature: her boobs. Not saying everything else on her was bad looking, but she had great boobs.

"I don't really like that dress on you Jess, especially the color. Try something pink," I recommended. She nodded her head while looking in the full-length mirror in front of her.

"You're right. Do you think maybe I should get something, I don't know, sexier?"

"Definitely! We want all the guys to go gaga over you two," I said, referring to her and Angela. They went back into their fitting rooms to try on a different dress. As they did that, I looked over to the seating area where Bella was sitting. She seemed distracted and uninterested in helping Angela and Jessica pick out a dress. She had a piece of paper in her hand and she was constantly looking down at her phone.

"Hey, Bella," I said to get her attention.

"Yeah?"

"Is something wrong?"

"No, not really. There's just this bookstore I really want to check out," she said. Even though Bella was a total diva most of the time, she was very smart for age and loved to read books. It was one of the only hobbies of hers that I actually liked. Books were one of the areas we could actually get along in. We both adored books and sometimes we had decent conversations about them. Of course, I liked more of the modern books like The Hunger Games and Divergent, but we could still compare the styles of writing and story lines.

"Oh. Well, I'm sure we can go to it after we're done here."

"I'm not sure Jessica and Angela would like to."

"Nonsense! We came here for them, so why can't they go to the bookstore for you?" I complained. Bella sighed and looked out the window.

"Okay, does this dress look okay?" Angela asked as she came out of her fitting room. I laughed and looked over at her.

"Did you get enough okay's in Ang?"

She looked down and blushed.

"To answer your question, my dear, sweet Angela, yes; yes, it does," I said. The dress was a beautiful, long, lavender piece of fabric with a beaded design over the breast area. It suited her small frame.

"You really think so," she asked me.

I gave her the 'no duh' look, which made her giggle. Then, Jessica came bursting out of her dressing room and asked if the hot pink dress that she had on made her boobs look good, and I agreed wholeheartedly. It had a slit down the middle of the chest area, so it showcased a lot of side boob.

Just then, a group of guys walked by and knocked on the window of the dress shop that was located right by the dressing rooms. Angela and Jessica got really embarrassed and I flicked them off in annoyance. I looked at Bella and saw that she was hiding her red face. We made eye contact and she pointed to her piece of paper, indicating that she wanted to go.

"Hey guys, I want to check this bookstore out. You don't mind if I go, do you?" she asked us. We assured her we didn't mind, told her to meet us at the restaurant, and watched as she went off on her own. Any other time I would've gone with her, but I wanted to be social tonight.

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"Where is she?" Jessica complained loudly. We were waiting outside the restaurant we were supposed to meet at and Bella still wasn't there. I was getting antsy and a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach appeared. Maybe letting her go on her own wasn't such a great idea.

"You guys should go in and eat. I'll go look for her."

"You don't even know where she is!"

"Yes, I do! She told me before she left," I lied. Obviously, I had no idea where she went, but I figured that there couldn't have been very many bookstores in the region. All I had to do was ask someone.

"Okay," Angela said. "Just hurry back."

I nodded my head and turned around. I walked a little down the sidewalk, turned right, and immediately set out to find someone for directions. When I found someone who knew of a few bookstores in the area, I thanked them and made my way towards the closest one.

As I walked down the cracked sidewalk, I rubbed my hands together and shoved them in my pant pockets; I had forgotten my coat in Jessica's car and it was getting cold outside. It was getting dark, as well. In fact, the ground in front of my feet was barely visible, but I persevered through it; I had to find my big sister.

I finally found the bookstore, but it was closed. I turned around and started walking around the area; maybe Bella got lost or something. As I rounded a corner, a group of guys suddenly entered my vision. The closest one to me grabbed my arm and pushed me down. I cried out as my butt hit the cold, hard concrete. I looked up and saw that they were circling me like vultures waiting for their next meal. I was scared and I wanted to cry so badly.

"Hey, baby."

"Where ya headed?"

"Got someone to meet?"

"Maybe she's meeting some of her friends. Think we could make this a party?"

"Yeah, sugar. Think we could make this a party?"

I was scared of what could happen, but I was angry that they were taunting me. I spit on the ground by their feet and said, "Go to Hell, you monsters."

They grew angry and one of them to kicked me in the side. I cried out in pain and clutched the injured area. My side was on fire and it felt like he may have broken one of my ribs.

"What was that, bitch? You got something to say?"

They kicked me again and again and again. I felt tremendous pain all over; so much, that I couldn't hold back my tears. As the salty tears dripped down my face, they laughed and congratulated each other for the pain they caused me. They acted like it was a game they were playing and the one who caused the most pain was the winner.

"She's really pretty."

"I don't know about that."

"So beautiful..."

One of them placed their hands on my pants zipper, and I immediately started fighting back; I couldn't think about the pain in a time like this. He slapped me and seized the opportunity by pulling down my zipper.

"Don't! Please, don't!" I yelled out while thrashing about. I sobbed out and connected my fist to someone's head. They cursed and punched me back. They hit me too hard and my vision blacked out for a second. They started ripping off my clothes, all while I was too disoriented to do anything.

"Please," I mumbled out. "Don't."

"You were right, man. She is beautiful."

I heard a zipper being pulled down, and a minute later, I felt someone on top of me. I started to black out, but not before I felt the extra body weight lift off me. I silently thanked whoever or whatever for relieving me of it before I passed out.

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I grabbed the one closest to me and threw him against a brick building. I was enraged. How dare they take advantage of someone weaker than them. They were all going to pay, and pay they shall. I smirked as every one of them begged for mercy; begged for something that they were never going to get. Their screams filled my ears, and although I wasn't one for violence, I was absolutely loving the sounds of their unheard pleas for help.

I knew I had to finish things quickly for the girl's sake, so I wrapped things up and took her to someone I knew would help her the best. As I ran with her in my arms, I smelled a familiar scent engulfing her frame and smirked.