Screams.

Tears.

Arguments.

Chaos.

Isabella tried to hold back Chase but he got out of her grip. Her mascara had fallen from her eyes to lay on her cheeks. She was miserable. It was perfect.

"Please, please baby. Believe me."

Chase turned around red, out of anger.

"Oh please Isabella, we all know you're full of shit."

Ouch.

Everybody was watching, as planned. A huge circle was formed around Isabella, Chase and William. The last one didn't reply anything since the beginning of the fight.

I looked around. Pictures were all plastered on each millimeter of the wall, clearly showing William and Isabella making out. On every sheet as well as on the wall, I'd written a message with my black permanent pen.

"Doesn't quite look like Chase right?"

Nice work Len.

Isabella cried out more. I could see she really was in pain. Too bad.

"Chase, please I love you." She tried.

People were all looking at each other, wondering how far this would go.

"You have quite a curious way to show it don't ya?" He angrily pointed at the pictures.

William stepped in.

"She deserves better than a dick like you."

Addison, Camila and Billy finally arrived on the scene. They came in my direction, questioning me with a gaze. I shrugged, pretending I didn't know what was going on.

I've never seen Chase so mad. He clenched his jaw as well as his fists.

"I dare you to say this again." He hissed.

William smirked, taking all the time in the world to answer.

"She. Deserves. Better. Than. A dick. Like. You."

Things went too fast right after, I didn't have time to catch up.

Chase's fist went directly on William's jaw. He replied with a kick on Chase's leg.

Isabella yelled them to stop. People were shocked. Some of them began to encourage Chase since he was more popular than the other one.

Chase pinned William to the ground, making a huge noise. He began to hit him on the face, on the chest, on his belly, everywhere.

There was a lot of blood.

I think William passed out at some point because he wasn't responding anymore. But Chase continued. Isabella was crying. People were not screaming anymore, they were terrified.

Ethan and Sam arrived, pushing everyone out of the way.

"Dude stop it. It's over, look at him." I heard Ethan whispering into Chase's ears.

Sam was holding his friend to prevent any other hit.

William's face was filled with blood.

Chase stopped, suddenly realizing what he was doing. He looked frightened. Tears found their way to his cheeks.

"Fuck, what I've I done?" He said, gazing at his bloody hands.

The director as well as some teachers found their way to the crowd, yelling.

"I want everybody out, right now!" Ordered the director. His face was red with anger but I could also see fear and astonishment in his eyes.

Everyone listened, whispering between themselves. Isabella, Chase, Ethan and certainly not William moved. They all stayed perfectly still, as if they were stock in their bodies. Mr. Smith looked at the scene.

"Jesus, what happened here? Call an ambulance."

Nobody moved.

"I said call a damn ambulance!" He repeated, furious.

Mrs. Deaton got her cellphone out of her back pocket. I could see her struggling to tap the emergencies' number because her hands were intensively shaking. She finally managed to do it and isolated herself. Two other male teachers took William to bring him somewhere else, probably in the infirmary till the ambulance arrived.

Mr.Smith fixed us with his dark eyes, trying to get an answer out of us. No one piped a single letter, it was complete silence.

Chase finally raised his head slowly, looking right at Isabella who was still in shock.

"I never want to see you again."

Her entire body was shaking.

Ethan looked briefly at me, then put a hand on his bestfriend's shoulder. The director stepped closer to us.

"I, on the other hand, want to see all of you in my desk. Right now."

"We have nothing to do with this." Replied Billy.

Thank you, he stole the word out of my mouth, but I couldn't say that. It would look suspicious. Mr. Smith frowned.

"Do I look like I care? I want to interrogate each of you. I will know what happened here."

Addison nodded. I did the same.

"Call the janitors to take care of this mess." He asked the teachers.

We followed him as he left.

Mr.Smith's desk was isolated from the other classes. No sound could be perceived from the complete silence. All we could hear was our footsteps thudding against the floor.

The director entered his desk and said.

"I'll see you one by one. Then, we'll all have a big discussion."

My heart was beating too fast in my chest. The directors's eyes contemplated each of us, before stopping on Camila.

"Miss Gregor, follow me please."

She obeyed and stepped in the room, closing the door behind her. As soon as Mr. Smith was out of sight, Billy said.

"What the fuck is going on? Who did this? I don't get it."

"Why are we even implicated in this? We didn't do anything." I confirmed.

Everybody nodded.

"Chase... Please would you even look at me?" Isabella's voice was so quiet it almost sounded like a whisper.

His back was facing her.

"Please turn around, we can talk. I can explain."

He immediately turned. His eyes were widened as if we was surprise.

"You're kidding right? Tell me you're kidding. You can't be that stupid."

"Dude come on, don't talk to her like that." Ethan stepped in the conversation.

"I can talk to her the way I fucking want now. She betrayed me. Isabella you're dead to me." He hissed.

She began to cry intensively as Addison took her in her arms.

"I'm so sorry." She said. "I'm so sorry." She repeated quieter.

Isabella would definitely be out of the group after that scandal. Chase and her were over. One pawn was down. Six more to go.
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