My head hurt. My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets. My mouth felt dry and my nostrils were flaring because of that awful Marijuana scent that filled Noelle's Family clubroom.
How did I get here? I can't remember...Who brought me here? I don't want to think about them. It's makes my head hurt even more....
I'm barely conscious after what they did.
"SNAP!!" then a flash of light passes through my vision. Ah so they were taking pictures of me...Bastards.
"What do we do with her" I heard Ryan say.
"Do what ever you want. She's all your. Ha serves her right" the cold voice of Noelle rang through my ears.
"You mean anything..." Clark said.
It's a wonderful I can still recognize their voices.
"Yes anything, I cover for you so make it quick" she said. Crud I'm screwed. I knew exactly what they were going to do.
"I'm going now so good luck" Noelle said,her voice suddenly becoming cheery. I tried moving my limbs but they felt like jelloton.
I did all I could to at least try to sit up but they held my struggles and Noelle kicked me in the ribs.
I groaned at the sudden pain and held my left side.
My back was to the glass table at the centre and the lights were red and dim.
My midnight black hair that was usually tues in a low pony tail was undone and specks of cocaine sprinkled in it.
My brown jacked was discarded somewhere behing the purple love seat and dark blue dress was crumpled with alcohol spilt all over it.
In conclusion I looked like a druggie.
As soon as Noelle left, I was in the hands of these two morons. Just as they were about to touch me the door kicked open.
It was someone who I did not anticipate or expect.
Honestly I anticipated no one would come for me.
"What the heck is he doing here?" I thought to myself.
I was slowly withdrawing but I forced myself to see how things were going to play out.
Clark and Ryan backed up as he closer.
I was about black out when I them yelp, things falling over, glass breaking and the sound of a punch.
Huh what a strange turn of event.
How did I end up like this. The Enid Whyte everybody had come to know would have been ruined in one night.
I'm such a fool.