Hiya! Just so you know before hand , there will be violence in this chapter .Thanks to the people reading this , especially those reviewing .
Disclaimer : We are all painfully aware that I do not own Bully or its character .
Chapter 13 - Caught
Johnny's POV
That slut.
How could she do this?How dare she do this? How could she let that freak put his filthy , inbred hands on her like that - the right to touch her like that was meant to be mine , and mine alone.
"Push him off you .Please get him off you" I pleaded silently .
Despite my silent prayers, she did nothing - well , not nothing as such .Lola's manicured hands made their way into Spencer's hair , her full ,red ,traitorous lips crashing passionately onto his .After what seemed like an eternity, their lips parted .Hand in hand ,they began to walk on , fading away into the night like a horrible nightmare .
Except there was no waking up from this .
Feet working quicker than my brain , I bounded forward .
Beatrice's POV
I ran after Johnny , completely forgetting the bike . Somehow keeping up with him (nerds aren't designed for speed) ,I eventually ended up just outside an alley, having the good sense to stay close to the wall ,resisting the urge to watch Spencer get his comeupence purely because there was still enough unbroken street lamps for him or Lola to recognise me. I heard the words "Get your paws off her! " , the response of "Make me ,pauper! " , Lola mentioning something about someone called Troy (how does she find time to see all these boys?) at some point ,along with several groans of pain (not all of which were the prep's , sadly) , various obscenities and I think someone may have been snoring . After about five minutes , I heard an overly affectionate comment from Lola about Johnny being "beasteale" (excuse me while I throw up in my mouth ) , quickly followed by "It's over , you tramp!" .About two seconds later , Johnny emerged from the alley , the few cuts and swollen eye making him look like one of the sinister masks you can buy for Halloween ,the injuries exxagerated by the dim street lights . A strangely serene expression on his face and a groan from the alleyway prooved who had won the fight .Unable to help myself , I peeked into the alleyway from behind the wall ;Lola was helping a suffering Spencer to his feet , not responding to his complaints about the "pauper" or the pain . Without warning , Lola looked up , shrieking as she made eye contact with me .
This is not good I commented internally , taking the scream as my cue to run as fast as my legs would carry me in the hopes she hadn't got a good enough glimpse to recognise me .Thankfully , her newly ex-boyfriend was still within sight, so I rushed towards him since I had absolutely no clue where I was . By some strange miracle, I caught up somewhere back near the bridge .
Johnny didn't seem to notice me as he sat down by the road , his head in his hands . He was visibly shaking ,huge heaving sobs escaping his mouth . Now anyone else would have done something -anything . But , I'm not anyone else ; I'm Beatrice , the single most tactless person in Bullworth .Taking this knowledge into account , I decided to do what my gran had been telling me for years - "When in doubt , keep your bloody mouth shut!" . So I did just that ,allowing the broken man in front of me some space .
Johnny's POV
After a few minutes of crying to the point where I thought my lungs would drop out , I stood up ,my face aching from the fight . Suddenly , realising the nerd girl was still here, I froze .
Well , this is brilliant . Is there even a word to explain how awkward this is ?
"Fuck" I muttered. It would seem there is.
"Indeed." The girl mumbled sheepishly , looking at her shoes ."Um...I guess this means my part of the deal is done ,then?". Deal? Oh yeah , of course.
"Guess so." I replied . Her face relaxed slightly , still maintaining an air of concern . She winced slightly looking at me .
"Any ideas on how to explain the eye?" she asked .
"Well ..." Shit .This would take some excuse . "Any ideas?"
"Um... you could say you got into a drunk tried to fight you. To be fair , it's pretty much the truth"
"I guess that'll do . And if Crabblesnitch asks?"
"Say a prep beat you up .Trust me on this - he'll ignore it."
"You sure?"
"How do you think this happened ?" she pointed out.
"Fair point."
The awkward silence hung in the air like a bad smell .I looked at the bike, which was remarkably still where I'd left it without a lock or anything to prevent it being stolen.I looked at Beatrice , who was fiddling absent-mindedly with the candy spray the nerds always seemed to have with them .
"Want a lift back to Bullworth?" I asked , realising that the girl had probably ran half the night .She hesitated,looking round as though she expected Christy to pop out from behind some bushes .
"Yes please" she smiled gratefully ,carefully getting on the back of the bike .
We rode back to school in silence , the night air snapping at us .
"I...I'm sorry about Lola."she apologised , her soft voice making her sound like a guilty child.
"It's fine." I lied ,not want to pour my heart out in front of the nerd (again) ."When do you want me to get the other two?" I inquired , desperate to escape the subject . She paused for a second , contemplating my question .
"Whenever you get the opportunity ,I suppose .Just please make them suffer for what they did to Bucky." she decided , reffering to "them" as though it left a disgusting taste in their mouth.
"Fine . By the way , thanks Beatrice." .She nodded in acknowledgement before vanishing into the gates .
When I jumped off the bike , something scarlett glinted off the floor . Curious , I picked up the spray , recognising it instantly .
I'll give it back in the morning I decided. In the mean time , I need to get to the dorms before someone realises I was gone .
Mandy's POV
I woke deadly silence of the night was interuptted by the shuffling of trainers as a slim silohette made it's way to one of the beds .As soon as the light switch revealed the shadow's identity , her face went pinker than the floral wallpaper.
"Well ,well , well Beatrice" I smirked . "What have you been up to?"
