Mac and I grab our lunch and find Mark and Ace. We all walk outside and sit on the log by the basketball courts, sitting in an order on the log.
Mark, Ace, me, and then Mac
⇩basketball courts⇩
We all took out our lunch. The brothers have sandwiches and I have leftover steak.
We have to finish this steak though.
We all started to eat when we saw Megan come up to us with someone else. She didn't look like one of the girls who threw me in the trash.
Mark sighs and I roll my eyes looking at Mac. Ace stands up after taking a bite of his sandwich.
"If you do anything to y/n, then I'll give you a piece of my mind!" He shouts, making fists with his hands.
"You can't hit a girl. Plus I was just introducing my friend to y/n." She placed a hand on her hip.
"Her name's Cindy." (Sorry if that's your name.)
Cindy was wearing a blue shirt and a dark blue skirt. With hot pink heels and a hot pink bow in her hair.
"Um y/n m-may I t-talk to you for a second." She looked down shyly.
"Not if Megan's ganna be with us." I say, turning to look at the girl who looked like a clown.
"I'll stay right here! Don't worry y/n I'm not ganna harm you way over here! Bye Cindy girl!" She yells, even though we were right in front of her and she waves, lifting one of her heels off the ground.
Cindy pulls my hand and we head behind a brick wall.
"So uh why do you want to talk to me?" I ask, tilting my head a little.
"Well you see...I've been Megan's best friend for over 3 years. She's been abusing me though... look."
She holds up her arms and I see cuts covering them.
"C-can I see your arms." She asks.
I hesitate. "Well uh Cindy... I kinda had to get them stitched up after some stabbing that happened."
I show her, she stares at them quickly but then she smiles. Smirks actually, and it was full of evil.
"Cindy?" I asked, afraid.
She punches hard at my stitches and I shout, my arms dropping to the ground.
"You thought these cut marks were real?! I'm surprised!" She licks her finger and rubs at the cuts, they smear off and she laughs.
"Your such a loser! I can't believe you trusted me you little bi-" she stops. "I should get going now. Toodles!" She waves and walks out, I'm guessing towards Megan.
I lean against the wall, strong pain surging through my arms. A tear falls onto the ground as I cry.
Why am I alive? I get bullied every day.
I sit down and hug my knees, feeling super depressed.
(Mac's POV)
Megan was leaning on Mark, getting all flirty while he pushed her off and crossed his arms, turning away from her.
Cindy came out behind the wall- good timing too- and Megan walked towards her.
"Cindy! Darling! Are you ok?" Megan asked hugging her.
Cindy nods, shyly. I stand up quickly.
"Why would you have to ask her that? Y/n is a gentle person! Of course she didn't hurt her feelings." I say, giving Cindy a nasty look full of hatred.
Cindy glares at me and smirks, her shyness not showing.
Something's defiantly up.
The two girls both walk away and I wait for the door to close once they were in the building.
"Uh guys? Should we check on y/n and see if she's all right?" I ask my two brothers.
"Megan's friend seemed awfully shy. I bet she didn't hurt her or anything severe." Ace assumes, turning to look at me.
"Don't get tricked by her looks. After she was hugging Megan, she looked at me weirdly, almost evilly. Can we just check on y/n?" I plead, pulling on Mark's and Ace's sleeves so that they followed me over.
"She was acting pretty weird, even though she was Megan's friend. Most of her friends are usually sassy brats and stuff like that but she was the freaking opposite." Mark says, stating the obvious.
I finally arrive behind the brick wall and we all turn to see y/n lying on the ground.