A/N: Here's the chapter I promised. I'm still thinking up what to do for the one shot. But I will put it up; it's my birthday present to myself after all. Hope you all enjoy the chapter and are having a lovely day.

Disclaimer: I only wish that I owned the characters of NDSSG but I'd just end up hurting them. So it's probably for the best that I don't. On with the story.

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Jason, Derrick, and Marcus tried to start a smear campaign against Suzie in order to win support from the students. They got so nasty about it that the students who originally were on their side began to believe Suzie and side with her. Eventually the whole student body (with the exceptions of the football team and coach) had realized that Suzie had been telling the truth the whole time.

The boys saw that they were losing the support of the people and started heckling Suzie whenever they could, trying to get her to drop the charges against them by intimidating and threatening her. They never let up. They'd harass her before school, between classes, after school, on the road, at her house…no where was safe for her. Our friends and I did our best to keep her as safe as possible, making sure that she always had at least one escort while at school. But it was only a matter of time before the guys got dangerous and violent, and we couldn't watch Suzie all the time, though God knows we tried.

The guys weren't the only ones harassing Suzie, the coach was too. He'd pass her in the halls, always making sure she could hear him, making it clear that he believed this, saying crap like she was 'lying just to see the boys suffer' or she 'wasn't supporting the school by being foolish' and the worst "I hope you're happy. We won't be able to go to state without those three. All because they were trapped by some little whore…"

That last one was the straw that broke the camel's back. Suzie let loose "I am so sick of people telling me I'm being a whiny baby, that I'm just some whore! That I'm lying just to get them in trouble! That I asked for this! No one asks to be raped. No one asks to be beaten by three large guys. No one asks to be violated physically and mentally! I certainly didn't ask for it! I was minding my own business when those bastards attacked me! I didn't plan this shit to take them down. I didn't hurt myself and frame them. What reason would I have to do that! I couldn't care less about what those three did with their miserable lives. You, coach, just care more about your precious 'winning team' and you're your damn game record than the safety of the young women in this school! For God's sake your own daughter is my age; it could've been her that they attacked! How would you feel about it then? If you still think I brought this on myself then you can just go straight to Hell! I don't care what you or anyone else thinks! I'm going to do what's right and stand up for myself, even if it means facing more assholes like you, because I believe that no woman should have to live in fear of her life!"

After saying her piece she stormed out of the school and ready to go home and get away from the stress people were dumping on her. The coach was left dumbfounded and stuttering in the middle of the hall. Martin and I escorted her out to her car; I still had a project to finish up so we said our goodbyes and she got into her car.

Remember when I said I had a feeling that the worst was yet to come? Well…it came, and no one was ready for it.

Martin and I had just put Suzie in her car and had only just made it back to the sidewalk near the parking lot. Suzie was backing out of her space and had swung out when Jason, Derrick, and Marcus crashed into the driver's side of her car with Derrick's giant black truck trying to crush her. They didn't stop with just hitting her car, they kept backing up, pushing it farther and farther into the cars on the passenger side and crunching Suzie's car, and Suzie herself, between them and the parked cars.

Martin and I heard the crunch, the shattering glass, and the shouts of bystanders. We turned and were horrified. Jason was at the wheel of Derrick's truck, he had a crazed look on his face; he was going to kill her if somebody didn't stop him! We took off running back to Suzie's car intent on stopping Jason from killing her, but before we got there Billy Loomer and a few other guys from the football team swarmed the truck and got Jason, Derrick, and Marcus out, then moved the truck so it wasn't crushing Suzie anymore.

Billy had Jason facedown on the ground with his arms behind his back shouting "I won't let that bitch ruin my life! I'll kill her, let me go! I want my life back!" by the time I reached the cars. I immediately went to Suzie. I couldn't get in through the driver's door, but her car was a four door and the other driver's side door opened well enough. I climbed in to check on Suzie.

"Suzie, baby, are you alright?" I leaned forward, knowing enough not to touch her, and what I saw terrified me. Her blood was on the window, on the airbags, on her hands, covering her face…it looked like it was everywhere and I couldn't see where it was coming from. She was still alive, just unconscious, and it looked as though her side air bags helped to take a lot of the blow, but that didn't stop me from going into full panic.

I wanted to touch her to make sure she was alright but I was afraid it would only hurt her more. I kept trying to wake her with my words, hoping that she'd open her eyes and tell me everything was okay, at one point I took her right hand in mine as I was speaking, but she didn't wake, and I only grew more worried. Martin tried calming me down but I didn't hear him.

Before I knew it the paramedics had arrived and were pulling me out of the car to get to Suzie. I wanted to resist, I didn't want to leave her, but I knew they were only trying to help and let them remove me from the car. I didn't even realize I was crying until Martin put his arm around my shoulders and a broken sob escaped me.

I couldn't break down yet; I knew I still had Suzie's parents to call and my own. The paramedics wouldn't allow me to ride in the ambulance with her so I commandeered Martin and his vehicle to take me there. Suzie's parents and my parents arrived at the hospital shortly after Martin and I. The doctors hadn't told me anything and she was still being worked on.

Our parents tried to get as much information out of me as possible but I was too distraught to be of any use, so Martin took over and told them everything that had been going on. When the police arrived after having taken the guys into custody Martin had to repeat it all because I was still too stunned. I had noticed her blood on my hands from when I'd touched hers and seeing it sent me into fresh tears.

We waited for what felt like hours for news from a doctor or nurse. When it finally came we were unprepared for it. The doctor came up and introduced himself as Dr. Richard Lakes and he had only positive things to say, which is why we were so unprepared.

Suzie had gotten extremely lucky. She had come away with a broken arm and a concussion. The blood in the car came from a surprise bloody nose, not broken though, and from her arm, the bone had broken the skin as she'd raised it to protect herself after the initial impact. But she got off extremely lightly and we were all grateful.

She was still unconscious as they moved her to a room and we were allowed to see her. I thought to myself, how can she be this lucky? How can she be so strong? Why was this happening to her? Was it to test her? Or me? Or our families? And if it was, why were we being tested?

I didn't know the answers to any of those questions and I didn't care to find them. I was just happy to know that Suzie would be okay. She would heal and those rat bastards would be sent to jail, this time with no bail option. I was sure that everything was going to work out for the best.

This time, I didn't have a sinking feeling that this was only the beginning and that there were worse things on the way. I'm sure I told you earlier that I hate it when I'm right, well, I hate it even more when I'm wrong.

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A/N: I've an idea of where I'm going with this story, yes there's still more to come from this. Not much more though. I'll post another chapter sometime this week, maybe Thursday maybe earlier, we'll see. Leave a thought if you're so inclined, I like knowing what you're all thinking about this whole thing.