《The Gang Leader Wants Me(Still Editing)》Part 7
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*Jezzabelle's Pov*
I groaned as I hear screaming. I wake up to that sound all the time, but it was better then waking up by a slap.
I got up and noticed the sun was almost up. The sky was still dark but it was better for me to get out the house early then late. I took a quick shower and walked to my room hearing my parents still fucking the life outta each other, I literally can't believe how they can go hours every day doing that.
I picked out a clean pair of black ripped skinny jeans with white designs. I took out a black hoodie that said I hate myself on it in white letters. I put my hair in a high pony tail and grabbed my white sneakers.
I walked down the hall seeing my step mom on the table and my dad doing uggghhh!!
I snuck out quietly making sure they don't notice me. Since I was really early I decided to go to the park that was around the corner from my house. I sat on the swing and closed my eyes.
I remember when my mom used to take me here. She used to be so happy and my dad. Till she.......Just remembering her made a tear fall from my closed eye lid.
My eyes shot open when I felt someone wipe my tear away. I looked up seeing none other then Emmet. He was staring down at me as I stopped swinging shocked and confused.
He stood there staring at me as I got up and tried to walk away, till he grabbed my arm forcing me to turn and look up at his tall figure. I looked at him noticing his face had a few bruises and cuts. I looked down to see he was wearing a white tee, black ripped jeans, and white vans.
"Why are you crying?" He asks lifting my head up to look at him as my eyes locked on his,
I didn't know what to say. Should I just tell him my past. Why? So he can beat me half to death for a made up story? I didn't-
My thoughts were cut off when I noticed he pulled me into a hug. I was confused as to why he was hugging me. He slowly let me go as I kept my face down.
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"I'll drive you to school" he says before pulling me to his...motorcycle?
I looked up seeing a black motorcycle as I looked up at him in fear. Wtf? Did he really expect me to ride that thing? With him? I could die easily.
"Get on" He says already on while giving me a helmet,
I looked at him in shock and shook my head, backing up. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him.
"Don't push yourself away from me" He says as I feel his breath on my neck,
Before I could reply he lifted me up like I weighed nothing and placed me in front of him on the motorcycle as I shook in fear. He placed a helmet on my head started the motorcycle as I tried to push myself back. My back hit his hard chest as his tatted arms trapped me between his legs and the front of his ride. He drove along the road easily as I hugged myself trying not to get killed. I closed my eyes and focused on the warmth of Emmets chest radiating onto my back.
Before I knew it we were in front of the school as I looked up seeing kids in front of the school looking at us when Emmet parked in front. I tried to hide myself before Emmet took off the helmet. He lifted me off and set me down as I felt my cheeks turning red. All eyes were on us as I put my hood on. Emmet gladly took my hood off and put his arm around my shoulder. He walked into the school as everyone stared at us. I tried to look away before I heard a growl. I looked up to see Emmet glaring at a guy staring.
"Go inside" Emmet says as we stop in front of homeroom,
I looked at the room empty as I noticed it was like twenty minutes before the warning bell rang.
"But class hasn-" but I got cut off when Emmet punched a locker near by as I stared at the humongous dent,
That was my que to walk in the empty room. Before I left Emmet grabbed my arm.
"I'll be back by first period. Don't talk to other guys when Im gone" he says ruthlessly before kissing my forehead and storming down the hall,
Wtf? I looked around the room and decided not to stay here. I'd probably die of boredom. I stood there staring at the room before I was poked on my rib.
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"Ow!"I shrieked before I felt arms on my waist,
"Oh shit! Im sorry! I forgot!" A voice said as I noticed who it belonged to,
"Its okay pablito" I say as the pain goes away slowly,
"Are you okay?! Im so sorry! I didn't mean to Jezzabelle!" He says frustratingly as I laugh,
"I said its ok, Im fine. What are you doing here?" I asked as he looked at me scared,
"Well my mom tricked me into thinking I was late for school but turns out Im not so I got bored and walked around. I saw you and wanted to surprise you but me being a dumbass hurt you! Im so sorry" He pleads as I roll my eyes,
"Its fine, its nothing compared to what they did yesterday" I say as we walk down the hallways,
"Jezzabelle, you do know they belong behind bars right? I just cant stand the fact that your being abused! And I hate how Im just standing here letting them do it to you." He says looking down and shaking his head,
"Its fine pablo. I mean its not long till I graduate and I'll be out of there hair" I say trying to look happy as he nods and pulls me into a hug.
"Okay I need to tinkle, wait here" Pablo says walking into the bathroom as I laugh.
"Well, well, well" I heard a voice say as I froze,
"If it isn't the school whore" I turn to see a badly bruised Jesse and three of his friends badly bruised as well,
"What do you want?" I asked as he smirked before everything turned black,
*Emmets Pov*
After leaving Jezzabelle in homeroom, I walked out towards the back of the school. It was hard to leave her but I had business. I made sure one of my guys watched her after I left. I saw three guys being beat up by my gang as I walked towards them.
"Who the fuck are you?!" A light skin guy with diamond stud earrings says before Justin punches him,
"Me? Im Emmet King. You? You three are the dumb fucks that took my girl yesterday. Why?" I asked crouching down in front of a blonde guy with a black eye,
"Why did you take my girl?" I asked him as he laughed,
"Your girl? Jezzabelle ain't your girl! She's Jesse's and always will be!" He laughed before I took out my pistol,
"You can shoot me, but shooting me isn't gonna help you find where Jezzabelle is" he laughed as I looked at him confused,
I stared at him before my phone rang. I picked up still staring at the guy.
"She's gone!" Cody screams into the phone before I ran into the school,
"What!?" I snapped as I see him down the halls,
"Where the fuck is she!" I snapped pointing the pistol at him,
"I-I-I dont know boss! S-she was here, t-til I saw the guy f-from yesterday t-alking to her" He studders in fear as I groan and walk back out,
"Where the fuck did he take her?!" I snapped as the guy laughs,
"I aint telling you shit!" He snaps before Justin kicks him in the gut,
"Fine I'll tell you!" The quiet one on the left said looking down,
"And who might you be?" I ask crouching down in front of his bloody face,
"My names Freddy. Me and Jezzabelle were close in the past, and I'd rather tell you where she is then let that asshole rape her" He says spitting out blood,
"Close? How?" I asked putting the pistol under his chin,
"She was the closest I ever got to a girl best friend. She was also the only one that knew about my sexuality" he says closing his eyes as I sigh in relief,
Thank god! If he said he was her ex I would've popped his fatass! But when he said he was gay relief took over.
"Where is my princess?" I asked,
"She's at Cunnigton St., House number 1789, the third house on the left. That's where Jesse lives. He said he was going to take her virginity there" He says with a sigh,
"Lets go!" I snapped immediately,
First he takes my girl! Then he wants to take her virginity! I'm done with this stupid asshole! He's dead! No one's going to take my angels virginity besides me!
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