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The girls all step back, shaken and afraid.
“Not so tough now, huh?” I look them up and down in disgust. “How dare you spew hate like that? You’re pathetic.”
I grab Willow’s hand and pull her away as the girls sprint to the sheds.
She’s visibly upset with tears in her eyes, and I pull her around the corner to give us some privacy.
"What's going on, pumpkin?" I ask as I brush the hair back from her forehead.
She shakes her head and wipes her eyes angrily.
“Do they pick on you all the time?” I whisper.
She nods.
My anger hits an all-time high. This is why the poor girl is so angry. She’s hurting.
I fix her hair. “Don’t worry about them, they’re all just spoilt little bitches like their desperate mothers are.”
She looks down at the ground.
“Will,” I whisper as I take her hands. “Look at me, please.”
She drags her eyes up to meet mine.
“Promise me that you will talk to me about this later. I want to know what’s going on so I can go around and kick their fake-tanned little asses.”
She smiles sadly, and then she looks up at me. “You have a fake tan.”
I giggle. “I know, its ugly isn’t it?”
She offers me a lopsided smile.
I wrap my arms around her and hold her in an embrace, grateful that she lets me.
She stays in my arms and it nearly brings me to tears because I can feel how much she needs me. God, this poor little girl. And she has no one to talk to because her father has his head up his ass. I link my arm through hers. “Come on, let’s go and get your bag from the changing room. Then we can get the hell out of this place.”
She nods, and we make our way to retrieve her things.
Fifteen minutes later, we find our way back to Julian and Samuel, only to see that the blonde is still with him. Only this time, the blonde little bully is standing behind her.
I can tell by Mr. Masters’ stance that he is angry.
“Go back to the car and wait for me, Will,” I say.
She stops, as if petrified.
“Will,” I say calmly. “Go to the car… now.”
Willow heads off to the car, and I approach the four of them.
“Miss Brielle,” Julian snaps. “Where is Willow?”
“Why?” I ask.
“Because she is in big trouble.”
The woman smiles a smug smile.
