Author's Note: Hello my wonderful readers! Yes, I am on an uploading frenzy! Hope you all like where the story is going. And NO, Clare will not get raped if that's what you all are thinking. I don't like the fanfics where she gets raped. They're sad T_T So here you guys go! I think you'll be very surprised;) Enjoy!
Chapter 15
Clare's P.O.V.
I struggled against Fitz's strong grip.
" Calm down, babe, I'm not gonna hurt you," he said as he dragged me away.
I bit his hand and he let out a yelp, but he only tightened his grip. " Come on, Clare, be a good little christian girl."
I saw light a few ways away. A fire? He must have felt me stop struggling for a bit because he laughed. " Don't get your hope up. That fire's for my buddies. No one's gonna help you."
When we reached the fire, he shoved me down on the ground. I hit my chin on the hard dirt ground and felt pain spike my senses. I looked up trying to see who all was there, but my vision had blurred.
" You really got her," a voice said. I wanted to scream in rage at that time. K.C.? HE WAS HERE? HE WAS BEHIND THIS AS WELL?\
" Duh. I got my way with words,"Fitz said arrogantly.
" SO," someone else said," What are we gonna do with her?"
I tried to raise my head but Fitz pushed me back down. " We have to punish her for telling the little goth freak about our little encounter in the hallway."
" And for choosing him over me," K.C. Said.
I spoke up then. " You guys are- sick."
I heard them laugh. My vision began to come back and I could see K.C. Sitting on a log next to a large bulky guy. I think that he was on the football team. Fitz had taken a seat next to them. I could estimate my chances of escape this way.
" You brought this on yourself, Clare," Fitz said, an evil smile displayed across his face, " Flaunting that nice body around with an abstinence ring on your finger." He snorted then began to walk towards me.
I held my eyes shut, afraid of what he might do. Then I felt him take my hand and begin to play with the ring on my finger. I snatched it away. " Stop."
He laughed. " Poor defenseless little, Clare." He tried to grab my ring again.
I backed away from him. He grunted in frustration. " We can do this easy way, or the hard way. Your pick." He reached for me again and I didn't move. " Good girl," he said taking my ring and throwing it into the fire.
My eyes watched as the flames licked at the thin metal, making it dark. I covered my eyes and began to wail.
" Shut up!" K.C. Yelled. " You're gonna make someone come over here!"
That was exactly my plan. I wailed louder, letting the tears flow down my cheeks freely.
A light went on to my right and I heard voices.
" Damn it. Dumb bitch!" Fitz slapped me hard across the face.
" Hey!" someone said running towards us, " what's going on here?"
" Let's go, man," the other guy said. They ran away into the darkness leaving me there. The person that was running towards us came and kneeled next top me.
It was Peter. " Clare? Are you okay?"
I held my eyes. It was throbbing. Oh God, please don't let me have a black eyes. " I-I'm fine," I mumbled as he helped me up.
" I'm calling the police," he said and began to lead me towards the Dot again.
" Did Alli leave yet?" I asked.
He nodded. " Yeah, a while ago."
When we reached the back door to the Dot, Peter got me a cold steak to put on my eye. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I was shaking so much that when I tried to flip it open, I flung it across the room. I just put my head in my hands again and started to cry.
Peter picked up the phone and answered it for me. " Hello? Mrs. Edwards. Yes, Clare's here. She got into a little trouble, I'm calling the police right now. She's a little hurt. Okay." He hung up and turned to me. " She's on her way."
I sighed. " Why did this have to happen?"
He shrugged and put a consoling arm over my shoulder. " I don't know. But you're okay now."
I nodded. " Yeah, I'm okay."
Author's Note: Sorry for the shortnes:( I've got a little bit of writer's block. :O Hope you enjoyed! You know the drill! xD