Hello everyone, how is your day? Anyway here is a new chapter of my story. Shoutout to RedRose85 for her character, Gionna. Hope you enjoy!

Michael

Michael woke up and felt very, well...shitty. He got up slowly and groaned. He turned around and stretched and noticed blood on the pillow. He felt his head to see if he was bleeding, which he wasn't. He looked around and noticed broken glass in the corner.

"What the hell happened last night?"

He thought nothing of it and picked up the pillow and turned it over so people will not see the blood. He changed out of his current clothes into a Love Fist shirt under his blue and white Bullworth letterman jacket, black jeans, and black skate shoes. He checked his phone and the time read 7:45. Class started in 15 minutes. He went out of the football clubhouse and walked toward the main building. He across the field and saw a few of his teammates looking at him. It was Gustavo, Eddie Toh, and Packie McReary.

"What?"

Gustavo looked at Eddie and Packie then turned to Michael, "We heard what you did to Kyle yesterday. You fucked him up pretty bad."

Immediately the memories of the bathroom came into his head.

"Yeah, listen. You were right about Amanda and Kyle, I should've listened."

"It's cool, homie. Just looking out."

"Where is that prick anyway?"

"I don't know, haven't seen him since earlier this morning."

"Alright, gotta get to class, later guys."

"Wait, Michael. You didn't hit Amanda too, did you?"

Michael raised an eyebrow with suspicion, "No, why?"

"It looked like she got into a fight, she doesn't look so good."

"Well, I don't know why I'd care anymore. But I'll keep an eye out, later."

Michael began to walk up the steps from the field and through the gym area and to the main campus. While he was walking he noticed Amanda walking fast toward the gym area. Michael didn't really care about if she was hurt or not anymore. But he wanted to see anyway.

"Hey, Amanda!"

She walked faster which caused Michael to slightly jog, "Mandy, wait!"

She stopped abruptly and turned around, "What, Michael?", she said with annoyance.

Michael looked at her face. Her hair was really messy, almost if she was hiding something. She had a slight black eye and a butterfly bandage on her nose. And she had a small, but noticeable scar on the left side of her lip.

"I...uh..I heard you got into a fight."

"Yeah, so?"

"What happened?"

She turned around and began walking, "What's it to you?"

"Come on, I just want to know who did it."

She turned around a walked quickly to him before talking in a slightly low tone, she seemed pissed off. "You want to know what happened?! You want to know who did this?! You! You did this to me. You broke my nose and smashed a bottle over my head. And that's not the worst thing you did. You know what you did to me?"

Tears started to fall from her eyes and her voice got shaky, "You raped me. That's what you did, don't worry, I won't tell anyone, but just stay away from me, please."

She wiped her face with her sleeve and walked away. All of the breath that was in Michael just left him. His mind struggled to process this information. He can't believe what she had just told him. He felt sick to his stomach and struggled to not throw up right on the spot. The few minute bell rang and Michael had to get to class. He turned and tried his best to walk fast to class.

Franklin

The Night Before

Franklin was laying on his bed on his phone watching fight videos. Halfway back to the party he decided he didn't want to go back now that Tanisha wasn't there anymore and decided to head back to the Boys' Dorm. He was thinking about the kiss Tanisha gave him on his cheek minutes earlier before Floyd walked in. He took off his Darth Vader mask exposing his wet head.

"Why are you wet?" Franklin asked.

"There was a water balloon fight," Floyd lied.

Franklin sat up, "You're a terrible liar."

"Alright, fine. Floyd told the Bullies to give me a swirly."

"What's that?"

"When someone flushes your head in the toilet."

"Why?"

"Because he was hurting Debra while trying to take her away from me, on top of that he totally knocked out that guy that I was fighting and I felt bad for him. Which made me angry, so I broke his nose with my lightsaber."

Franklin stood up, "That's it."

"What is?"

"I'm tired of them fucking with you, and with me. I'm finna go teach them a lesson. This stops today."

Floyd blocked his path in front of the door, "At this hour of night? If you're going to do this, can you do it later?"

Franklin sighed, "Alright, I'll kick their asses tomorrow."

"Good."

"So what did Debra do after the whole thing?"

"She laughed at Steve for getting hit in the face with a lightsaber, and she hugged me."

"She hugged you?"

"Yeah, she did."

"Well that's a start. Good job."

Present

Franklin called in sick today to go deal with those Bullies without getting in trouble for skipping class. He rode his skateboard to the parking lot which was the location of the Bullies. He turned the grey, brick wall entrance to see a few white shirted boys skipping class. Luckily, their leader wasn't there. He walked toward them.

"Hey! Are you the ones that bullied my friend?"

They turned around and looked at Franklin and one of them stepped forward, "Yeah, and I was the main one who did it. Whatchu gonna do about it?"

"I'm gonna beat y'all asses."

"Haha, come do it!"

There were four of them. Franklin ran forward toward them and once he got close he threw his skateboard at the group. It hit one of the poor saps who couldn't react quick enough in the head, knocking him to the floor. He held his face and screamed in pain.

"Ow, fuck!" he yelled. By the sounds of it, he was crying. They stopped for a moment and stared at their fallen friend. They looked back at Franklin before one of them was shoved forward.

"Get him, Andreas!"

"Fuck you, Dave."

Andreas ran forward and put all of his weight into his punch. Franklin leaned back to dodge and headbutted him and shoved him out of the way and to the ground. Franklin looked at Dave for his move but Dave stepped back and put his hands up. "I'm good, man," and he stepped aside. While Franklin was distracted by Dave a boy with red hair jabbed him in the back of his head. Franklin turned around and was greeted with right hook to the jaw. He stumbled a bit but got back on his feet on time enough to grab the boys arm when he swung again. He grabbed arm and punched him in the gut causing him to pass gas and lose wind. He was about to kick him in the head before he was tackled from behind by the boy who he hit with the skateboard. He began punching Franklin in the back of his head to which he began covering it. Franklin got on his knees with the boy on his back and pushed off his knees sending him back and landing on the boy. Franklin got up and stomped the boys face, knocking him out.

Andreas put Franklin in a chokehold from behind. Franklin tried prying his arms off of him. Instead, he ran his back into the wall repeatedly, eventually getting Andreas to let loose. He moved his head back fast hitting Andreas in the face. Franklin turned and connected his foot with Andreas' crotch. Andreas groaned and fell on his knees. Franklin ran and grabbed his skateboard before riding off, "Don't touch my friend again!" The red haired boy got up and ran after Franklin, fast. He started to catch up but his caught up with each other, which made him trip and smack his face into the ground. Franklin laughed before going back to his room.

Steve

The leader of the Bullies was walking through the main building to his locker. Class was boring, just learning the same useless shit that no one will need in life. When in life will we use Geometry or Algebra? He got to his locker and twisted the combination lock in the correct order to unlock it. He took the lock off and opened the locker. A small boy stepped out and ran away from the locker he has been trapped in for the past couple hours. Steve looked as he ran away and smiled wickedly. He put his math textbook away before heading to lunch.

"Steve!"

He turned around to see Dave running toward him.

"What's up?"

"That boy, Franklin, beat up a few of the guys. He said not to fuck with Floyd again."

"That little punk! That's it, we're gonna settle this in the hole. Tell everyone about it, but be careful for any snitches."

"Alright, Steve," Dave said before walking off.

"You're going to regret that, convict."

Michael

Michael was walking down the steps to the field to do what he always did at lunch, throw the ball around. He looked around and saw Kyle, along with Gustavo and Eddie.

"Hey, Mike!"

Michael ignored him and put his hand up in his face.

"Michael, wait a sec.."

"You don't talk to me!" Michael said turning around and becoming very hostile toward Kyle. This caused Gustavo and Eddie to jump in and try to keep Michael from attacking Kyle.

"Come on, I'm sorry, bud."

"We aren't buds anymore, matter a fact you aren't on the team anymore."

"What?"

"You're off the team, bud."

"What? You can't do that!"

"I just did!" Michael stared at Kyle for a moment before Kyle ran off.

Eddie spoke up, "Jesus, Michael. That was overkill."

"He fucked my girlfriend, well ex-girlfriend now."

"Yeah, but to kick him off the team?"

"I'm not even sure if I can do that, but whatever."

Gustavo picked up a football, "Let's see if you throw as good as you talk, Michael. After that pass last game we need to work on it."

Eddie laughed and so did Michael, "Haha very funny."

Amanda

Amanda was in the locker room getting ready for cheerleading practice. She was allowed to cheerlead during class because this was her free period. She was looking at herself in the mirror. She was thinking about her interaction with Michael earlier. She was proud of herself for what she did. She didn't think she'd have the courage to do so. She was getting bad cramps and it was very painful. She must've been getting her period early this month.

"You okay, Mandy?" asked Debra.

She snapped out of it, "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just some cramps."

"Oh, okay. If you don't feel like doing this today I can take over for you."

She smiled, "Thanks Debra, but really I'm fine."

"Alright, see you on the field."

Amanda turned back to the mirror and put a little bit of makeup on her face to cover her black eye. She walked out of the Girls' locker room and out of the Gym and on the field. They started doing their drills and practicing. During it Amanda started to feel dizzy and lightheaded. This caused her to lose her balance several times when trying to land her flips. She also began to feel naseous. The group noticed this.

"Are you okay, Mandy?"

"Yeah..I'm fine.." She started to breathe fast to try and stop herself from vomiting.

"Yeah, you don't look okay. Come on let's sit you down."

"I said I'm.." at that moment she began to vomit on the field, much to the concern of others.

"Oh shit, Amanda!" Debra said rushing to her side. The cramps on top of her vomiting made Amanda feel like more shit.

"Come on, let's get you to the nurse," Debra said helping Amanda up and slowly walking her to the nurses office. On the way there Amanda nearly collapsed a few times. A prefect seeing this and offered to carry her to the nurse. Once they got in there he gently laid her down on the bed and walking off.

"Hello, Nurse McRae!"

"What's wrong with her, Debra?"

"I don't know she just vomited. She's been complaining about not feeling good all morning."

Nurse McRae walked next to Amanda on the bed.

"What do you feel like, Amanda?"

Amanda groaned a bit before talking, "I've been having bad cramps. It just started today. And I've also been lightheaded, too."

"Alright, Amanda, when was your last menstrual cycle?"

"It ended a few days ago. It starts around the twenty-second."

"Wow, this is odd, and very early of it to come." She walked to the cabinet a took a small bottle with green liquid in it.

"Alright, drink this and get some rest, alright?"

Amanda nodded before pouring the liquid into a small dixie cup and drinking it. Nurse McRae turned to Debra, "Thank you for bringing her in, Debra, but you should get back to practice."

"Alright, Nurse McRae. I'll take over for you, Amanda, get well," Debra walked out of the room, leaving Amanda and Nurse McRae alone.

"Alright, Amanda, I don't know what the problem could be. Actually, there's something."

"What?"

"I can't actually tell now but I need to run a blood test," she pulled out a needle from a drawer.

"Oh, man, I hate needles."

Nurse McRae bent over next to Amanda, "Deep breath." Amanda felt a small pinch in her arm and watched as red liquid was sucked into the needle.

"Alrighty then, get some rest Amanda."

"Alright, nurse."

She laid back and closed her eyes and drifted off.

Floyd

Floyd was walking around looking for Franklin. He remembered Franklin was going to teach the bullies a "lesson", fuck knows what he'll do, or what he already did. His cell phone was dead so he couldn't call Franklin and he was in too much of a hurry to charge it. By the time he it's a little bit charged Franklin could be bruised and bloody.

"Floyd, wait up!" He turned to see Debra running toward him.

"Hey, Debra. What do you need?"

Debra seemed to have some sort of a closer "bond" with Floyd since the night of the Halloween party. He seems a bit more comfortable around her now. He's still nervous, but barely at all.

"Do you wanna go on a date with me?" This caught Floyd off guard. It came out so sudden and unexpected.

"Yes!" he said almost immediately.

"Good, when do you wanna go?"

"Uh, how about Saturday night?"

She smiled, "Okay, see you later, Floyd." She walked off, leaving Floyd to frantically look for Franklin. After doing so for like an hour he decided to give up and go to his room, he hoped Franklin was okay. Once he got in the Boys' Dorm there was a crowd of every boy who lived on the bottom floor of the dorm looking in the direction of his room. There were even a few girls. As he walked toward the crowd he heard yelling. He turned the corner and weaved through the crowd to see Steve Haines at their room door confronting Franklin about something. He was being held back by a few of the bullies, one of them he recognized as Dave Norton.

"Tomorrow at five o'clock we settle this in the Hole. Be there or be a bitch," he shoved Franklin which caused him to lose balance. Franklin attempted to swing on Steve but missed. Steve tried to charge at Franklin but was being violently held back by his friends.

"Nah, nah, let him go, he's a big man!" Franklin yelled.

"You better be there tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, I will be!"

They let Steve go and he purposely bumped into Floyd, hard.

"Punk motherfucker!" Franklin yelled.

Floyd quickly pulled Franklin into their room and shut the door.

"What the heck just happened?!"

"He fuckin' came over here wanting to fight tomorrow in a place called the Hole."

"Oh, crap."

"What's the problem?"

"Other than the fact there is two inches of blood on the floor, the Hole is basically a fake fighting ring. I've seen the fighting there, really brutal, especially the fights with Steve."

"Whatever, I'm not scared of that big ape."

"I'm just saying, be careful and be prepared."

"I've fought guys bigger and worse than him."

"Yeah, okay, Franklin."

"Okay what? You've seen me fight multiple of his boys at once. And win."

"I believe you."

"Really? Because you're making it seem like you don't."

"I'm just saying, don't get cocky."

"Whatever."

Amanda

A Few Hours Later

Amanda opened her eyes, her vision was hazy and she had the taste of medicine in her mouth.

"Glad you're awake, Amanda. How are you feeling?"

"A bit better, what was the problem?"

"I don't know yet, but I will call you back tomorrow for another blood test."

"Alright, Nurse McRae," she slowly stood up, "Thank you, nurse, see ya in a few days." She walked out and went toward the Girls' Dorm, wondering what could be wrong with her.

Trevor

A Few Hours Later, Midnight

Trevor was sleeping on his side of the cell when he heard Billy whispering. He looked over to see Billy talking to the window outside.

"What are you doing, Grey?"

"About to get us out of here, Phillips."

Trevor got up and walked over to the window to see a man in a ski mask holding a small torch blower. Billy moved Trevor back with his arm as the torch blower started to cut the metal bars in half. It took about a minute for the bars to fall off of the window.

"After you, Phillips."

Trevor hopped up and put his upper body through the window and wiggled out of the window. He landed on his back with a hard thud. Billy soon came out a little while later.

"Alright so what do we do now?" Trevor asked.

"I have a car around the corner, let's hurry up and get out of here before..."

The alarm started going off inside the police station/jail.

"Phillips and Grey are gone!"

"Oh shit, come on let's go!" The 3 of them ran to the curb and got into a black Stallion car and drove off. A few police cars began to drive after them. The driver tossed a gun into the back.

"Here, get them off of our tail. Try not to kill them." Trevor picked up the pistol and shot at the police car. The police cars swerved trying to get out of the way of the bullets. Trevor shot again and the bullet hit the tire. The car swerved and flipped over.

"Good job, Phillips!"

Trevor shot the gun again and heard a click.

"I ran out of bullets."

The driver tossed back a clip of bullets and Trevor reloaded. He shot at a few more cars. The head police car rammed the back of theirs which caused them to swerve and nearly crash into a tree. Trevor shot at the hood of the car a few times and causing the engine to give out. The car behind the now broken cop car tried to brake abruptly but it still slammed into the back of it.

Trevor aimed for the wheel of another car but he was violently thrown into the front of the car as it crashed into the bridge leading to New Coventrey. The car flipped over the railing of the bridge and landed in the ocean leading out of the city. Water rushed in the car from the back and soon they were covered by it. Trevor looked around for Billy and his friend but they weren't there. They must've got ejected out of the car when they hit the bridge.

Trevor kicked out the windshield and swam through it. He looked around for them but couldn't find them. He was about to give up until he saw a silhouette moving in the distance. He swam toward it to see another one appear. He saw Billy point in a direction and motioned him for them to go toward it. He began to swim in that direction but his lungs started to hurt as he held his breath past his limit. He tried to fight it but he couldn't. If he went up to the surface to collect air he'd be caught. But it was not worth dying for. He went to the surface and put his head up and puckered his lips. His lips passed the surface and he motioned his arms up so the rest of his body wouldn't pass the surface. Once he sucked enough air to go back underwater he went back under and swam toward Billy and his friend.

Twenty Minutes Later

They finally reached land. Trevor looked around and found out they were next to a wooden bridge.

"Alright guys, I know a place we can stay," Billy said.

The three of them ran up the small sand hill and followed Billy to wherever they were going. Trevor noticed that they were in Bullworth Town. They ran a few more meters until they stopped in front of a store.

"Dragon Wings Comics?" Trevor asked.

"Yeah, I know the owner. A disguise for our base of operations. There's a basement in the back with a secret room that nobody but us know about. Come on, let's go in."

They walked in the store to see a man dressed in a jean jacket with a black heavy metal shirt underneath. He couldn't see what he was wearing from the waist down because he was behind a counter.

"Billy Grey!" the man said.

"Brian Jeremy! What's up?" Billy said giving Brian a handshake.

"Nothing just sitting here working this boring job. Pays well, though. Who's this?"

"This is Trevor Phillips, you know, the one that had a falling out with our old pal Johnny Klebitz."

"Oh shit," He walked from behind the counter and gave Trevor a handshake. "I heard what that prick Johnny did to you. We'll help you get revenge on that fucker."

"Why do you hate him?" Trevor asked.

"Long story. Anyways you guys should get going, don't want the cops to see ya."

"Alright, Thanks Brain. Later."

Billy opened the door behind Brian and went down a flight of stairs, with his friend and Trevor behind. Billy walked toward a wall that had a brick sticking out. He pushed it in which caused the wall next to them to open like a door.

"Brian's always been the one for engineering," Billy said as they walked into the room. It was somewhat nice looking. It was the size of a master bedroom, it had a television in it, about 30 inches, a couch, and a refrigerator.

"I think I can settle in a place like here," Trevor said.

"Good, because we're going to be in here for a while," Billy said sitting on the couch and turning on the TV.

Amanda

The Next Day

Amanda remembered that she was wanted in the health office. She walked in to see Nurse McRae on her computer. McRae tilted her head to the side to see Amanda standing at the door.

"Oh hello, Amanda."

"Hi, Nurse McRae."

"How are you feeling?"

"A little better, still having cramps in my stomach."

"Well hopefully I can figure out the problem. Here let me take your blood."

Amanda sat down on a chair and rolled up her sleeve as Nurse McRae got her equiptment. She took out a moist towelette and wiped off Amanda's forearm before sticking the needle in it and drawing blood. After a minute she took it out and and laid it on the table.

"Alright Amanda, this should take about three hours for me to finish testing your blood. I'll call you when the results are in."

"Results for what?"

"Tell me, Amanda, have you had any sexual relations in the past few days?"

Amanda remembered that night with Michael a few days ago, something she didn't want to remember. But there was also Kyle.

"No."

"Oh, alright, well I'll call you."

"Results for what?"

"I..think you may have an STD."

Amanda's breath trembled as her mind processed this. Nurse McRae went to get a tissue in case Amanda wanted to cry. She handed it over to Amanda but she shook her hand. She wasn't going to cry, she was just in shock.

"Okay, Nurse," she said with her breath trembling. She walked out and slowly walked toward the Girls' Dorm. Once she got into her room she sat on her bed and just thought. That's it, she did nothing else but think about her life. Past, Present, and Future. She laid down and waited for the call from Nurse McRae, she laid there for which felt like eternity. She wanted to do something to pass the time but she couldn't move, she didn't want to. After about an hour her room mate, Gionna, came in. Usually she wouldn't give a shit about Amanda and her personal life but she was somewhat concerned with Amanda's current state.

"What the hell happened to you?"

Amanda laid on the bed, still speechless, her eyes focused on the ceiling.

Gionna walked closer, "Hellooo?"

"Nothing, tiny."

Gionna was confused. Usually Amanda would call her a pint sized nightmare which would cause them to fight, she definitely knew something was wrong.

"Alright, well..see you later," Gionna said leaving the room.

An hour later her phone began to ring. She saw that it was a school number and picked up the phone.

"H-Hello?"

"Hi, Amanda," Nurse McRae said on the other line.

"Just break the news easy."

"Well Amanda, you don't have an STD like I thought you did so you can relax a bit, but..."

"But what?"

"When I was comparing your blood from a few days ago and now, I realized the one from now was a bit different from last times. There was some new DNA in the new one, while the old one was the same."

"What..are you saying?"

"You're pregnant."

"What?!"

"You're pregnant. I'll let you take this all in, have a good day."

The phone hung up, leaving Amanda shocked on the other line. She dropped her phone. She sat on her bed and put her face in her hands and started to cry. She was fucked, but this is what she deserved, right? That's what she thought at least. She cried so much she ran to the bathroom and vomited. She leaned on the toilet and contemplated what she could do. Induce a miscarriage? Abortion? She wasn't ready to be a mother, but she couldn't just kill her child. She sat there, on the floor, and just thought about how her life and the turn it just took.