Chapter 1: Trying To Survive
Faith walked around the park, it was dark out. So dark she could barely see where she was going. She felt something pressed to her back.
"Move and die!' a male voice said. He put his hand over her mouth and pulled her into a nearby ally.
"Lose the clothes," he commanded.
"Shoot me!" she shouted back at him. He aimed the gun at her forehead, and pulled the trigger. But nothing happened, he pulled the trigger again, still nothing.
"Shooting blanks?" she said sarcastically.
He lunged at her, but she kicked him in the chest. He fell onto the ground, she dug her shoe into his neck and drew blood, and in a few minutes the man was unconscious. "Teach you to try to rape me," she said as she walked away.
Living her life the way she did, she had learned to take care of herself, but she was getting tired. She wanted to leave but she couldn't. Couldn't leave her life, she was fucked. She walked back to her house, and found the front door locked. Somehow, that didn't surprise her, she walked around the house and quietly slipped into her bedroom window. She fell asleep on her bed.
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Angel looked around his bedroom, it would be his for the next four months.
"Hey cuz'," Doyle said walking into his bedroom. 'God he's so fucking annoying,' he thought as he sat on the bed.
"What's…up?" Angel said trying to be polite.
"Dunno, thought I'd talk to you," Doyle said as he sat on the bed besides him.
"About…what?' he said trying so hard not to insult him.
"I dunno, stuff," Doyle said as he looked around the room, "ya know dad was gonna turn this into a weight room, ya know, before we heard you were comin'," Doyle said.
'Don't snap, don't snap,' Angel screamed in his head. "Uh…so that's my fault, because my family got sick of me and shipped me away?" Angel said as he broke his inward vow. 'Oh well, wouldn't be the first time I lied to myself.'
"Yup, just like you, still a cold hearted bastard, no change at all," Doyle said as he walked out of the room.
"Close the door!" Angel shouted as he left.
Doyle slammed the door, after that he heard Doyle's father shouting at him for slamming the door, Angel just laughed. As he listened to the fight brewing outside his door.
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2 days later…
Angel pulled up outside the school, Doyle got out the passenger side. They stood outside Sunnydale High. It was raining.
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Faith stood at her locked pulling out books as she listened to the kids making fun of her. She tried so hard not to flip out and give them what they wanted, the satisfaction of pissing her off. She grabbed her biology book, and slammed her locker shut. She walked to her class.
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Angel walked out of the front office. He walked towards his assigned locker. Locker 66, his lucky number 6, and twice too. He took a right and immediately ran into a girl. The girl bent down and picked up her books.
"Watch where you're going!' she shouted.
"Uh…sorry," Angel said as the girl walked away.
"Well, next time watch where you're fuckin' going," she screamed.
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Faith walked away, she didn't know who that was, but she hated him already. 'Probably another fuckin' rich kid,' she thought as she walked into a classroom.