Angel Jessica Iveson's Story

Beck heaved a heavy sigh as he sat up in bed.The stress was killing him. Why couldn't they just have a normal family. The image of his father forcefully pushing his sister onto her bed, sweating with his hands holding her legs open still burned into his mind. It was enough to make him cry.What if he hadn't been there to help her? God...She's only thirteen.... The same scene kept replaying in his head. It was his fault. He should've left sooner, but he couldn't. His parents took all the money he made that he was going to use to buy a house and spent it all on drugs. Still he needed to get his brothers and sisters out of this house. He wouldn't know what to do if Alex were to get raped. With that in mind he got dressed and nocked on Alex's door."What? I'm getting dressed. I'll be out in a second." Beck stood near the door and waited until she opened it. He walked in and sat on her bed. She sat next to him. He studied Alex for a moment. She was wearing a tanktop and skinny jeans. She looked a lot like mom. With her light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, that were a lot like his, except her's were brighter and filled with fear. She looked as if she were about to start crying. He sighed. "Alex.....are you....ok? You know we're not staying here for long right?" She wiped her eyes that were now filled with overflowing tears. She walked over to her brother and hugged him. She was shaking uncontrollably. Beck was silent. His eyes watered. "I won't let him hurt you okay? We won't be here for long I just need the money." She didn't do anything but slightly nod her head. He let go of her. "Do you want me to walk you to the school today?" She smiled, but he knew she still wasn't okay. The smile didn't reach her eyes."I'm fine. Besides, I bet you have a lot of girls to talk to right?" Beck laughed. "Yeah." Beck walked out of the room with his little sister and watched her as she went to the door and walked outside. Beck went into his youngest sister Sarah and little brother Danny's room. They were dressed with their backpacks on. Danny ran up to Beck's leg and hugged it. Danny looked up at him and smiled."Ollie!!!" Beck laughed and picked his little brother up into his arms. "You ready for school?" Danny shook his head up and down excitedly as Beck set him down. Sarah stood silently waiting to be taken to school. He walked them to school every morning before he went to school. Walking out the door Beck tried his best to walk quietly around his father who was splayed across the floor with wine bottles surronding him. It was pretty much normal for him to be unconcious somewhere in the house. He walked them to there school then quickly walked to his. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He took it out to look at his messages and read, You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A" He sighed. He didn't have time for this, but then again the last thing he needed was to start school on anyone's bad side. He decided not to think too much of it when his phone buzzed again. A message from Angel."Did you reserve the black room for us? I'm only really comfortable sharing it with you, because I know you."
Kisses!
Angel Jessica.
Beck smiled as he quickly texted back.[b][i]Yeah, you know it. By the way, I need aa new model for one of my drawings. Meet me after school?

Angel checked her phone. It was from Beck.
Yeah, you know it. By the way, I need aa new model for one of my drawings. Meet me after school?
Of course. Is my house okay? I live on a farm, and there are tons of gorgeous animals and plants. She hit send and walked to first period.
"Why did I just text him, he's in my first period." She said to herself. Oh well. She'd talk to him in first period in case he didn't get her text message. She pulled her camera out and looked at the rose pictures she took.
"Hopefully these will look good on paper." She entered Photography and sat down.

A looked at the clock. 2nd Period would just be over.
To: Antonio
What did you do this Summer? More Vodka? Or another mental breakdown? - A

To: Zaria
What did you do this Summer? Another failed attempt to hook up with Beck? How many things did you set alight this time? - A

To: Madison
What did you do this Summer? Help your Dad rob the hospital for more drugs to sell? - A

To: Veronica
What did you do this Summer? Help your Dad in his con artist business? Or just head to Paris to steal a diamond ring again? - A

To: Thomas
What did you do this Summer? Wrecked another guys life? Killed your friend, what was his name, Blake? Just remember, ghosts don't rest until they get revenge - A

To: Beck
What did you do this Summer? Watch your Dad rape your sister? Or did you finally try some of that alcohol Mommy and Daddy have been drinking? ;) - A

To: Jay
What did you do this Summer? Try some Methamphetamine? No, wait, Mom wouldn't be very happy, and you love to please everyone, don't you? - A

To: Rosalie
What did you do this Summer? Back to the mental hospital? Oh, lemme' guess, hooking up with another guy at the stripper club? What a whore. - A

To: Amoranta
What did you do this Summer? Kill another two-year-old? Or were you too busy making sure no-one knew you were a bastard? ;) - A

To: Angel
What did you do this Summer? Visit your baby in his foster home, or raped again? Bet you enjoyed it the first time, you dirty slut - A

((Kay, people's that's a text for everyone.))

Angel left the bathroom 2 minutes before the bell rang. Once she sat back down, she took her phone and texted.
"If you know him, please don't hurt him. It's his birthday. And I didn't enjoy it, okay? Please, whatever you do, don't hurt Jackson. I would die for him." She hit send, turned off her phone, and threw it in her bag. She looked at Beck, and saw he had a worried look on his face.
"Whats wrong?" She looked at him, holding his shoulder.
She thought it was pathetic the lengths girls would go to try to get him to like them. Instead of pretending to like his art, why don't they find the TRUE meaning of art?
Angel had all of her classes with him, so she saw a lot of that. She had been really close to Beck, since she moved here. I guess he just saw something in her. She completely forgot about -A and was focused on Beck now.

A opened the classroom door, and nodded at the teacher. His name was Mr. Beirne, a middle aged man with a few bald patches. She took out her phone under the desk, but she wasn't the only one. Half the class had something under the table -- Mr. Beirne was the most oblivious teacher when it came to that sort of stuff.
Beep.
If you know him, please don't hurt him. It's his birthday. And I didn't enjoy it, okay? Please, whatever you do, don't hurt Jackson. I would die for him.
A bit her lip subconsciously, and didn't even bother replying.
Beep.
Just try and mess with me bitch. You'll be the one going down >:) -- Amoranta
A almost laughed out loud. She quickly typed on the keyboard.
I wouldn't bet on it, sweetie :* xx - A
Send.
A was about to put away her phone when she remembered something. She took out her phone, and yet again texted someone;
To: Christopher
What did you do this Summer? Get beaten by Daddy, or rob your Principal? xx - A
There.
"Okay, class," Mr. Beirne said from the front of the room, rubbing his hands together. "We'll start with-"
Beep.
Shit.
"Is my class such a bore that you must be using your phone?" Mr. Beirne asked angrily. "Uh, I'll turn it on silent," A mumbled. Mr. Beirne nodded and continued on, while A read the message.
Are you going to the Start-Of-The-Year Bonfire? Practically everyone in school is gonna' be there :)
A quickly replied,
I'll be there.
And placed the phone in her bag.

Angel sat next to Beck at lunch, as she always did. They were the closest of the popular people.
Listen up, my bitches. I've got a challenge for you to protect your secret...well, one of them. It's pretty simple, really. All of you better be going to that party tonight -- I'm sure you all know which one I'm talking about ;) -- Because that's where the first 'task' is. All you have to do is create a scene, and your secrets will be safe. Anyone who doesn't, one of your secrets is getting out xx Don't even bother asking what I get out of this. Look on the bright side, maybe you'll know who the rest of the people getting these pretty little messages are. :* - A

Angel sighed.
Fine. Just don't hurt Jackson. Not before I get my letter from his family with his pictures. I don't want a sad letter to go in there.
Angel hit send, and tried to act like everything was normal. She couldn't be rude to anybody. Especially what she went through at her old school. But she had too. For Jackson.

From: Angel
Fine. Just don't hurt Jackson. Not before I get my letter from his family with his pictures. I don't want a sad letter to go in there.

To: Angel
Wow, you must think me real cruel ;) I'm not that evil that I'd go after your son, don't worry, honey xxx - A

"Yeah. And I'm guess many things will happen, all different." Christopher turned his gaze back to Madison, confirming even further of his plans for them to do something together. "BUt I feel they will all need planning." Chris grabbed a fry from his tray and ate it. "Lots of planning.

A glanced over at the group. Looks like they were planning for some big 'event.'

((Short post... -_-))

Can you at least tell me what I did to make you hate me?
A paused for a moment. What she did to make her her hate her? Alot.
Oh, please, don't get me started on that, sweetie. Curiosity is getting the better of me, who do you think I am? xxx - A


((Watching TV, but thought I should post - even if it is like the shortest post ever.))

A hopped into the car and took out her phone.
To: Christopher
Lying to Mommy again? Tut tut tut, you should know better. Soccer Ball, very believable - A
She revved the engine and smiled, pushing her foot down on the gas pedal.

Beep.
Her phone alerted her of a new message just as she arrived at the party.
From: Angel
Definitely. Lets go.
She smiled and was about to leave the car when again came another beep.
From: Christopher
You better be watching, you are in for a show.
A's smile got wider as she replied.
To: Christopher
For your sake, honey, I hope so. - A
She switched her phone onto silent, then finally exited her rusted-up chevy. She began to walk down to the house, first putting her phone back into her bag.

A walked down to see everyone in the hot tub. So much for a 'bonfire,' she thought sarcastically. Not like she wasn't expecting it. She glanced around, then entered the house, looking around for amoment until she found a bathroom. She locked the door behind her and sat on the floor, back to the door, and took out her phone, deleting all messages sent to 'A' or from 'A', before leaving the bathroom and heading outside. Better safe than sorry, and better paranoid than dead.

A ran to her chevy truck and hopped in, the recked truck just two cars down from her. She knelt on he seat and looked at the texts she had gotten earlier.

From: Angel
Good enough for you?
A bit her lip for a second and slipped the phone in her pocket, climbing out of the car yet again. She walked down to the water, and saw the girl that Angel had pushed in still there. Was she dead?! A thought. No, she couldn't be. It probaly wasn't that long ago the girl was pushed in. But what if she coulsn't swim? What if she had just gotten the text late? What if-
Guess you'll see whther or not it is tomorrow. xxx - A

A didn't want to think of any other possibilities. She took out her phone, flicking through the rest of the messages.
From: Thomas
How can I be so sure you know my secrets? For all I know, you've been bluffing this whole time.
A raised an eyebrow as she walked back up to her car.
You don't know, but are you gonna' take that risk? xx - A
She reached the chevy as she opened the next message.
From: Zaria
Am I safe?
A slid into the truck and closed the door, kneeling on the seat.
Impatient to find out, are we? Don't worry sweetie, your secrets are safe. - A