Persecute

Keona's POV

Since Harry's parents were home, we had no choice but to go to school. No matter how much I dreaded it, I still went. Now here I am, in the car on the verge of a panic attack.

I know people are going to talk about me and Harry. I mean it does annoy me that they have nothing better to do. But what annoys me the most is Adriana and Mishella, it's like the only reason why they still go to school is just to torture me.

"Keona are you okay? You're shaking." Harry snapped me out of my thoughts.

I gripped the edge of the leather seat, "Just a little anxiety that's all."

Harry looked at me, then the road and back at me. "I know they hurt your feelings. But I won't let them anymore, okay?"

I just nodded. He grabbed my hand and was rubbing it soothingly. I would be lying if I said it didn't calm me, because it was helping me and distracting me.

Well, it distracted me until we pulled up to the school. My breathing became rapid and heavy, my heart beat picked up a bit. Harry took notice and he used his hand to move my face to look at his. He leaned in real quick and kissed me, again.

And it calmed me, almost like an off switch. My heart rate slowed down and my breathing became normal.

Harry pulled away and smiled, "I knew it would work."

"How did you know it would work?"

"It worked when you kissed me back. I was afraid you wouldn't like it when I kissed you." He explained.

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"Hello Kay." Zayn said and hugged me.

It was lunch time and we met up, "Kay? Is that my new nickname now?"

"Yep," He said popping the 'p', "And I like it so you can't stop me from saying it."

"Well I like it, so I won't try to stop you." We both sat down at the lunch table and again, I didn't bring my lunch.

Zayn, sadly, noticed, "Where's your food?"

"I forgot it again. It's been a rough week." It wasn't a total lie, it has been a rough week. Well rough life.

He didn't look convinced, "I know it's been a rough week, but you're a horrible liar."

"I'm not lying," I tried to stay calm, "It's just food isn't my number one priority at the moment."

"You're right, not today. But tomorrow it will be, and the next day, and everyday after that." He had his serious face on.

I wanted to roll my eyes, but then he would know forsure that I was purposely not eating. "I'll try to remember. Thanks for actually caring, Zayn."

He took a bite of his apple and smiled, "Caring isn't that hard. Hating is."

I know he didn't mean for that to be a deep saying, but damn it was. He was right though, I mean look at Mishella for example. She tries so hard to hate the people that Adriana hate, but she fails miserably at it. Well all people except me, she probably actually hates me.

"Well well well, look it is. The slut and the traitor." The demon herself said, "Where's your little guard dog?"

I looked up and saw Adriana with Mishella behind her as always. Adriana obviously likes to be in control, lots of people do. But to me, it's kind of annoying how she craves so much power. And she's still pretty young, thank god she's stupid and won't be able to do something totally good with her life.

"He isn't a guard dog. The only dog here is you, dog face." Zayn snapped.

Adriana rolled her eyes, "And here we go again. Zayn speaking for Keona because she's too scared to speak for herself.

If only Adriana could read my thoughts at this moment. Then she would know that I've planned her murder, and I can make it look like an accident.

But I know that Adriana wants me to reply to her. She wants that sense of power that she craves. To her, she's the only winner, and no one else can be.

"I'm talking to you slut! Talk to me." She slammed her fist on the table getting the attention from some kids in the cafeteria.

As usual, I remained quiet. Zayn looked at me, his look told me to stay strong and stay quiet. So I did.

Adriana scoffed, "It's like you want me to pour food on you again."

"I want you to leave." I muttered.

"What was that? Say it louder so I can hear you." Her evil voice made me want to puke.

"I said I wamt you to leave. I've had enough shit happen this week, so get in line for next week." I raised my voice a little louder.

By this time, everyone was surrounding our lunch table. You could tell that they were waiting for some sort of fight to happen, which I hope doesn't happen.

She smirked, "And the slut speaks. And don't tell me what to fucking do, no one tells me what to do."

"Except for the prostitution company you work for." Harry's voice rung through my ears.

A wave of 'oos' went through the building. Adriana glared at Harry, but he stood his ground next to me. He kept a straight face that showed no emotion.

"Ugh!" Adriana shreaked and stormed off. She knew she was no match for Harry.

Harry sat down at the table next to me and across from Zayn. Zayn wasn't one-hundred percent comfortable with Harry, but you could tell he was gaining trust.

"Good job for saying something." Harry commented.

Zayn raised an eyebrow, "Are you kidding? It was a terrible idea, now they're both going to come back more often waiting for her to say something."

"Well she can't stay quiet the rest of the year. She'll never learn how to stand up for herself." Harry fought back.

"How can she stand up for herself if you're constantly with her all the time?"

"I help her since you're not there all the time. I'm just trying to be a good friend!" Harry barked.

"Oh, because friends kiss eachother." Zayn rolled his eyes, "Some friendship."

They kept arguing back and forth. I've had enough, enough drama caused by me. This needed to stop.

The lunch bell rang and I was hoping that they would stop, but they didn't. Everyone left the cafeteria so it was just the three of us.

"You used to torture her so sorry for not trusting you!" Zayn yelled.

"You were in our group to you hypocrite!" Harry yelled back.

I guess that set Zayn off, because Zayn flew over the table, tackling Harry to the ground. They were both throwing punches at eachother.

I stopped standing around and I ran over to them, "Stop! Zayn, Harry stop!" I yelled.

Zayn reached his elbow to punch Harry, but I stood too close. It came into contact with my cheek, I fell down since the impact was hard. I could feel the pain and tears already nearing.

Zayn turned around wide-eyed, "Oh my god, Keona. I'm so sor-"

"Just, don't. I tried to stop you both but you didn't listen," I sniffed, "You two are my only friends. The least you can do is fight when I'm not here."

"Keona-" Harry started.

I grabbed my backpack, "Save it. I'm going to class."

The tears were flowing but I continued to wipe them with my shirt. I walked into the classroom, luckily I wasn't late. I sat in the back and layed my head down and silwntly cried.

Notes

Sorry for the late update! I updated Aby and I's other story them I got busy. But here it is!

Love you all!

xx Jules