Rose has been quiet all her life. She has a mysterious past that has something to do with everyone to hate her. But what happens when five new boys move into town and starts to take an interest in her?


14. All of Hell

"You guys don't have to do this," I said, trying to drag them back to the house.

"Too late, Haz and Liam are all fired up, and there's no way you're stopping them now, plus we know that they alone will be out-numbered, so the rest of us have to help them," Zayn explained.

"But I don't want you to get hurt," I protested.

"I don't think you have a say in it anymore. We're going to get these guys to leave you alone whether you like it or not," Liam said with a gruff tone, obviously extremely pissed off.

"Stop this you guys! I'm fine, I'm used to this!" I practically yelled.

Then I heard myself. That was too loud. I know that I can talk to the boys, but I don't think it's okay to yell. I cowered into my jacket, and tried to make myself as small as possible.

"Hey," Niall said softly as he wrapped his arms around me, "you don't have to worry about us. We're doing this because you don't deserve it."

"I just don't want them to hurt you. It's not just Parker you know. It's a bunch of guys on the football team," I explained.

"We'll be fine. Just trust us," Harry said, strapping on a pair of leather biking gloves. He must be serious about this.

"I guess I'm not going to be able to talk you out of this," I said.

"Nope," Louis said, popping the 'p.'

"Just promise me you won't get yourselves killed?"

"We promise," they say together.


I walked behind the boys as we approached the ally-way where I had endured so much pain in the years before. Great, now I'm dragging other people into this. I should've known better than to make friends.

"I thought you guys were going to flake out, guess I owe you five bucks, JJ," Parker said, cracking his knuckles to prepare for the oncoming fight.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Louis sneered.

I still don't get why he's here, after everything that's happened between us.

Suddenly, five other guys lined up next to Parker. Big guys. One for each of us. But there's no way that I can take on any of them, even if it is just one.

The way they lined up looked rehearsed; every boy was paired up with one that was about the same height, and had about the same strength. This was going to last a while.

I got the shortest one, of course, but he was still strong enough to snap me in two without a problem. I'm definitely the weakest one here; both physically and emotionally.

Parker was the first to throw a punch, of course, and it threw Liam back a bit. Then, with a look of the purest anger I've ever seen, Liam threw himself at Parker, and the fight began.

Fists and feet were flying everywhere. The boy that was supposed to fight me only punched me in the gut a few times, which wasn't terrible, but then he twisted my arms up so that my back was pressed to him and couldn't move, then forced me to watch as my past tormentors beat the living shit out of the people that had accepted me.

I cried as one of the football players sat on top of Niall, pinning him to the ground as he hit him and spat on his face. I screamed as another boy gave Harry a bloody nose.

This is all my fault. I'm the one who let myself get close to someone. I'm the one who told them about me. I'm the one who let them come.

"Just stop it! You can do whatever you want to me, just let them go!" I screamed through my tears.

The boys were momentarily distracted, but soon returned to beating each other.

"That's enough from you," the boy holding me down said.

He shoved me to the ground, and then everything went black.

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