Chapter Four

The following day at highschool seemed normal enough. Everyone was going about their business, not minding me while I scurried through the halls to my classes. The photo that was taken the previous evening didn't even seem to have surfaced and it saved me the humiliation of protecting myself against Victoria once again. My fists weren't made for fighting but if it really called for another brutal connection to the jaw, Victoria's jaw to be precise, I guess it was worth it.

A tug at my sleeve sent my books flying as I raised my fists. If Victoria was going to corner me, I needed to be ready at first contact, but sadly enough I laid my eyes on a teary-eyed Sabrina, mascara smudged all across her cheeks.

"Sabrina?" I croaked, "What happened?!"

Sabrina gave a delicate sniff before she spoke, "Last night… Daryll… The guy I danced with… He…"

Before Sabrina could finish her sentence I immediately flew down the hall. If I was right, and hopefully I was, that guy Daryll would have chemistry with Dante right now. While striding, or rather stomping in my case, down the hall I heard faint yells from Sabrina telling me to stop and listen. But I wouldn't hear any of it. I needed to make this confrontation with Daryll quick, before the teacher comes. I glanced a quick peak at Sabrina still teary-eyed and stumbling with my books in her hands, this only made me even more furious.

Upon entering the chemistry lab, I caught sight of the boy that she danced with last night. I walked straight to him, not minding the attention I got from all the other students in class.

Daryll looked up and just to make sure I said, "You're Daryll, right?"

The last thing I needed was confronting the wrong guy.

"Yeah Babe, what's it to ya?" He said leaning back in his chair, arms folded.

I slammed my hand on the desk, "Remember that girl that I was with last night?"

He chuckled, "Oh yeah… she was fun."

I felt a vein pop in my head as I took in the words, "She was fun?" I repeated to test if I was listening correctly.

He gave a boisterous laugh and before he could even open his mouth again. I threw myself at him and punched him as hard as I possibly could in the jaw, but my fist scrapped past his chin. With the impact of me hurdling myself at him we found ourselves on the floor; me on top, I pulled back my fist.

I better make this one count, I repeated to myself.

But before I could even launch doom on his pathetic ass I was pulled up and into a lock hold with my hands secured behind my back.

"Let me go!" I roared.

"That's enough!"

I felt my heart fall… Dante?

Daryll got up and smirked, "Didn't even get one in, now did ya sweetheart?"

I tried kicking him with my right leg, if I can't use my fists, I'll try kicking him to death. But each kick was a fail attempt as Dante kept tugging me back.

"What happened here?" I heard Dante bark, "What could possibly make a 17 year old girl so angry that she would hurdle herself towards you, fists a blaze?"

My chest burned at the though; he probably saw most of it; Jane Prescott in her raw dorky form. Pulling out some kind of dork-fu martial arts mixture of a punch; which was also a fail since my fist and his jaw didn't even made contact at all.

"She's pissed, cause I was having a good time with that friend of hers; Stella."

"Her name's Sabrina, you idiot!" I yelled and tried kicking him again, but was pulled back instantly.

"What do you mean?" I heard Dante ask and it really seemed like he was surprised by this information.

His words that he said the previous evening 'don't worry he's cool' came flooding back. He really thought Daryll was a good guy. Tears streaked across my cheeks as I watch Daryll smirk and fine innocence as he spoke: "We just made out and wow that girl has huge brea- "

Before the last syllable left his mouth I was thrown aside and a fist connected against Daryll's jaw, tumbling him over.

"For fuck sakes man! I actually thought you had more balls then to take advantage of innocent girls like that!" I looked up bracing myself to see steely blue eyes, but instead of meeting Dante's icy blue orbs I was met by hazel brown eyes. Those eyes belonged to Jimmy. Dante stood behind him, his face a blank slate; he was probably just as shocked.

Jimmy was furious and his eyes portrayed that much. I felt myself feel a pang of relief. Daryll got what he deserved. He was still sprawled on the ground, but he wasn't unconscious.

Before I knew what I was doing I was running out of the classroom and found myself comforting Sabrina.

According to her; they only kissed, but he wanted more and she wouldn't let him have any so he got abusive, verbally abuse.

I still felt better knowing that, that ass got a handful of his own medicine.

Firstly I would like to say... Thank you random citizen who said you liked my writting! It actually put me into a good mood and made me write again. Though I have been focusing mostly on art so for all those who follows my story religiousely, thank you.

And since each of these chapters are so short, it will make it easier to write. I will try to write 'atleast' 2 chapters per month.

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