She left the salvation of the school walls. Some random guy ran into her
and looked up at her
appoligizing. She freaked out. She walked away as fast as possible praying to God that A.J.
hadn't seen him. She suddenly ran into a broad shouldered figure, knowing who it was. "So
you little tramp, is that your latest whore." He said grasping her wrist with all the power he
could. She knew it would cause more bruises to explain. "A.J. he was just appoligizing for running into
me in the hall." she said, voice cracking with pain. He gripped even harder "OW, A.J. KNOCK IT
OFF" she said trying to break away. His face remained unphased. He drug her behind the school,
throwing her to the ground. she tried to push herself back up with her hands, but he kicked them out
from under her. She was tired of begging for his mercy, so she gave up, and just cried as he slapped
her across the face, punched her in the gut or threw her to the ground. He finally left her as a crying
lump on the ground. She felt her face and realized that tears were not the only liqued on her face, as
they were now joined by blood from her nose. She ran back inside and washed up, applying make-up
to the forming bruises. She looked normal, just a little shaken. She needed a hero. Not just a hero, for
this she needed a superhero.
Jason stood in an ally heroine needle in hand. It brushed his skin slightly, and he watched his swollen
discolored veins enlarge. His shaky hand pressed the needle and he cringed as it peirced his skin. He
couldn't stop this. He jbew he was dependent on the alcohol and pot, and that made him feel weak.
so to fix a problem he created a new one. He became addicted to the invincability that the heroine gave
him, but that helped nothing, it only made things ten times worse. He suddenly went through the stages
of his heroine high. wishing as he drifted away that someone could save him from all of this.
appoligizing. She freaked out. She walked away as fast as possible praying to God that A.J.
hadn't seen him. She suddenly ran into a broad shouldered figure, knowing who it was. "So
you little tramp, is that your latest whore." He said grasping her wrist with all the power he
could. She knew it would cause more bruises to explain. "A.J. he was just appoligizing for running into
me in the hall." she said, voice cracking with pain. He gripped even harder "OW, A.J. KNOCK IT
OFF" she said trying to break away. His face remained unphased. He drug her behind the school,
throwing her to the ground. she tried to push herself back up with her hands, but he kicked them out
from under her. She was tired of begging for his mercy, so she gave up, and just cried as he slapped
her across the face, punched her in the gut or threw her to the ground. He finally left her as a crying
lump on the ground. She felt her face and realized that tears were not the only liqued on her face, as
they were now joined by blood from her nose. She ran back inside and washed up, applying make-up
to the forming bruises. She looked normal, just a little shaken. She needed a hero. Not just a hero, for
this she needed a superhero.
Jason stood in an ally heroine needle in hand. It brushed his skin slightly, and he watched his swollen
discolored veins enlarge. His shaky hand pressed the needle and he cringed as it peirced his skin. He
couldn't stop this. He jbew he was dependent on the alcohol and pot, and that made him feel weak.
so to fix a problem he created a new one. He became addicted to the invincability that the heroine gave
him, but that helped nothing, it only made things ten times worse. He suddenly went through the stages
of his heroine high. wishing as he drifted away that someone could save him from all of this.