"Unhand me you brute!", Earnest shouted.
Damon had him by the collar, shaking him and letting his legs dangle from the ground.
He laughed as the Nerd struggled with all his power. "Damon West!", yelled a voice.
Damon looked over his shoulder to catch one of the cheerleaders. Christy.
"What do you want?", He growled.
He noticed her wearing a black choker, was that there before? He never paid attention to the cheerleaders, they all seemed... out of his league. And... too preppy and Pinky was a prep.
He threw Earnest on the ground. The skinny boy quickly made a run for it.
"What do you want?", he said.
Damon was so tall and a little intimidating. Even his voice was a little scary, deep and authorized.
"Coach said he wanted to see you", she said with her arms crossed.
He stared at the choker. "You've always worn that?", he asked.
She fiddled with it, adjusting it nervously. "It's new... just wanted to show out"
"Oh..."
"Oh? That's all you can say?"
"I don't really care. I never pay attention to you girls. All i hear is "go bullworth bulls go" all the time in the background. A little annoying"
"Annoying!", exclaimed Christy. "That's school spirit!"
"That's annoying", he grunted.
As he walked away, she sneered. Damon was called psycho sometimes for his aggressive behavior. Also Ted's guard dog for obvious reasons. He was a good linebacker, got the team some really good trophies. He was off... and violent.
"I could strangle you with a tie!", Christy shouted.
"The hell...? What's your problem?", Wade said backing away from the girl.
"Loser!"
Damon was just around the corner when he heard her. Christy said bizarre things. Like "I'm so bored I could strangle myself with a tie", Damon honestly thought she was crazy.
"Damn Christy what is wrong with you!?"
"Get away from me!"
Damon emerged from around the corner. Looking mean as always. "You giving her problems, Wade?"
"Nah Man, she snapped"
"Wade tried to lift my skirt!"
"No i didn't, chick's crazy!"
Damon walked up to Christy's side. "Did he?", he asked.
She hugged her books tight and looked at him. "Yeah...", she muttered.
"Well Wade the lady said you touched her"
"It's not like i stripped her naked!"
"Don't matter, that's disrespectful now imma have to beat yo' butt"
"Aw come on West...", he beg.
"You can run, but you can't hide a black eye!"
Well that wasn't a lie. He was going to look like Tom's twin. Black eyed brothers.
"Thanks...", Christy thanked him with her head down.
"No problem..."
"Hm... i heard a rumor about you"
"Like what?"
He had been called a lot of names as it was. Nothing was new or a surprise, but he liked hearing them even if they weren't true. One was he was on steroids, which explained his anger.
"I heard like... you and Mandy slept together..."
His eyes shot open wide. "Who told you that?"
"Someone... short... maybe red haired"
Dan...
The next day, during practice, Damon tackled Dan and passed it off as he was practicing when he clearly knocked out the boy's teeth.
He could hear the cheerleaders... and noticed a voice was out of sync. Where was that red headed girl?
He walked across the field and asked Mandy, the head cheerleader.
"What do you want Damon"
Now... in reality he had this slight crush on her, but that wore out and he never spoke of it.
"Where's that other girl?"
"What other girl?"
"Did you suddenly lose your memory?"
"Ugh, he means Christy!", said Pinky. "She's in the girl's locker room... she hasn't come back"
"Damon could you go check on her?", asked Angie.
"Why me? I got practice"
"We can't all leave, you know how Mr. Burton is"
He rolled his eyes. "Hey Coach!"
"What is it West!"
"I'm going to the locker room..."
"Don't try and skip on me Damon!"
Whatever...
He didn't go inside the girl's locker room but he did stand near the door.
"Hey... Christy?"
He heard sniffling from inside. "Damon?", said a hoarse voice.
"Your squad is worried about you..."
"No their not", she said.
"Ain't they your friends?"
"No! I don't like any of them especially Mandy! She's such a tramp!"
Ouch. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing"
"Liar... what's wrong with you! If you don't tell me I'm comin' in"
"You can't do that!"
"Too late... foot in the door"
"Damon no!"
"And I'm already insi-"
He stopped when he eyed her neck, her eyes were red from crying... her neck was bruised... it looked like something was wrapped around her neck.
"See i told you!"
"Where-"
"It's none of your business!"
She tried to rush past him, but he caught her and had her in a tight hold. She struggled, but only tired herself out.
"Where you get that bruise?" He asked as nicely as he could.
"Why do you care!"
"I don't have to care to ask!"
"Then i don't have to tell!"
He sighed. "Alright..." He raised his sleeve and showed her. Christy put her hand over her mouth. "Oh ... my God..."
"These are old... way old..."
"Why?"
"I look normal right? Like I'm just happy right?"
"Damon..."
"What happened?", he asked again.
The two ended up sitting in there, together eventually, Burton or someone was going to come in. "I have a feeling you started that rumor, right, gossip girl?"
"I'm sorry... i just-"
"Why you do it?"
"I don't know why i spread false rumors-"
"Not that, the bruise around your neck"
"Oh... this is old-"
"Bullshit", he said. "I heard you say way to many times, how you'd strangle yourself. You tried didn't you?"
"Don't tell anyone! Mandy will-"
"If your friends would rather bullshit you then help you. It's time for a new clique", he said firmly. "Where's that collar?"
"In the trash... I was upset..."
Damon cleaned off the choker and helped her put it back on. The bruise was still showing so he gave her a sweat band instead.
"Ew..."
"It's fine... at least you don't have to worry about gettin' wet"
"Eh, did you wear this?"
"No, chill, now let's go back... before they start saying we was doing something"
"Damon..."
"Hm?"
"Thanks... really"
He smiled. That's a first, she couldn't remember if she ever saw him smile while not beating a nerd.
"I won't tell if you won't", he chuckled.
"Hehe... deal"