Just because I wasn’t the perfect victim, just because I used to lose it and argue with Lacey.
“What if I don’t?”
I gripped my backpack straps, trying to get to
the stairs, and slipped my hand into my pocket
to call 911.
<
But Chase’s bros blocked me.
One of the guys twisted my wrist and snatched
my phone.
“Hahaha, you’re such a loser. Just look at that
phone, are you gonna compete with us?”
“Bastard! Give me my phone back! My dad
gave it to me!”
Tears burned my eyes. The guy kicked the
phone down the stairs.
Then he stomped on it in front of me, smashing
it to pieces.
Tears streamed down my face. “You guys are
going too far! I curse you all to hell!”
“Is she gonna keep talking?”
Chase smirked, a cruel glint in his eyes.
“Scarlett, you know what I can do. Take her
away, I want to talk to Miss Lynn alone.”
I struggled, but they dragged me down the
stairs by my hair.
As I was humiliated and dragged on the ground
in front of everyone,
The sound of a motorcycle broke through the
chaos.
A figure wearing a helmet raced toward us. If
the guys hadn’t dodged, they would have been
seriously hurt.
“What the hell? Are you blind? How did security
let this idiot in?”
The guy who smashed my phone yelled.
The next second,
