Marcel’s POV:

I stood in the road, watching my house. I sighed as I caught a shadowy figure leaning against my door; Zayn was waiting like he told me. I took a deep breath and made my way to my impending doom.

“I’m surprised you didn’t even run.” He chuckled stepping out of the shadows letting me see him. I frowned at his outfit, “Do you like it? I sure do, it fit so perfectly with that beautiful angel that you love so much.” He smirked.

I narrowed my eyes, “what did you do to Isabel?”

“Oh I did nothing.” He feigned innocence.

“Then why are you talking about her?”

“You didn’t do as I asked, I have to punish you.” He tsked at me, ignoring my question.

I flared with anger, “What did you do Zayn?”

His eyes rounded in shock, “Wow Marcel. Impressive.” He laughed, strolling around the porch of my house, “You grew a pair of balls for a change, challenging me.” His eyes lowered in ecstasy, “I prefer it that way, the game would be so dull if you always followed my lead.”

“What are you talking about?” I yelled at him, taking a step closer to the danger.

“I did nothing…to Isabel that is, but you, you are not so fortunate.” He lurched at me, knocking us down, as we rolled onto the front lawn.

“Get off!” I tried pushing him off. I felt a sharp pain course through my face as his fist landed perfectly.

Zayn started laughing, “You see, I love games.” He kept pounding down on me, as I threw my hands up to defend myself as best as I could, “They come to me.” He stopped leaning down to my bloody face, “They come to me, ask me…wait no, they beg me…” he purred into my ear, as I shoved him off me, crawling away from him.

I wiped my mouth, blood smearing on my hand, “you asshole. What have you done?” I spat blood out, as he got up, pacing my yard in his stupid attire that looked similar to Isabel’s.

He kept continuing with his last conversation, “You see there’s a lot of people out there who want revenge on others, but are too afraid to do it themselves.” He stopped, staring at me with his evil grin.

I got up and sprang at him, surprising him while his guard was down, I landed a punch in, right in the jaw, “What are you getting at?” I hissed at his smiling face.

He stroked his chin with his thumb slowly, “Nice one.” He muttered, his eyes growing dark.

“Tell me now!” I shook him, his head hitting the ground pretty hard.

He clenched his teeth, pissed off now, “I got a request from someone, which coincides with my first ever personal game.”

“Someone wants revenge against Isabel?” I asked, confused.

His lips curling, “Oh you could say that, in the end she’s the one to take down, along with someone else. I paid her a visit at her little date with Harry.”

“What did you do to her!” I was getting angry.

“I didn’t do anything, we just danced together. But she knows, that she will lose something very important to her.” He laughed.

“You fucker!” I started punching him with everything in me.

“Marcel is that you?” I could hear my mom ask from the porch, the light flicking on.

Zayn slipped from under me, like the snake he was. He was standing in front of me now, as I was on my knees, “You shouldn’t have fought this one battle.” He grinned, wiping the blood from his mouth, as he stared down at his hand, “Good night Marcel.” His fist flew straight into my face, blackness taking over.

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Isabel’s POV:

I got up and got ready for the day, what Eleanor said ringing through my head. I was going to ask Harry today, if my life was in danger, I needed to know what she meant. I also thought of Marcel and how I needed to talk to Annabel about the boyfriend list.

I flicked my phone opened, scrolling down to her name, and pressed it, “Hello?” I heard her moan into the phone, I must have woke her up.

“Ann, its Isabel, I need to talk to you about the boyfriend list. Can we meet up early today?”
I could hear her rummaging around, “What’s wrong Isabel?” her voice worried.

“Its nothing bad, just meet me early?” I pleaded.

She sighed, knowing she was checking her clock, “Yeah. Meet at school?”

“Yeah. I’ll head over there now.”

“See you soon.” She ended the call, as I got the rest of my stuff ready, taking the walk to school.

I breathed in the chilly spring air, trying to take my mind off of the things that were to come. I thought of prom that was going to be next month, hoping Harry would ask me in a cute romantic way. I smiled daydreaming about Harry, until the masked man slipped into my head. I cringed, hoping I was just too worried about something silly.

I peered around the neighborhood, feeling like he was going to come out of… “Hey Isabel.”

I jumped screaming, “What the fuck!”

I sharply turned on Zayn, as he laughed, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

I placed my hand against my chest, feeling my heart beat fast, “Not cool. Not cool.” Was all I managed to say.

He laughed at that, “You heading to school this early?” he raised an eyebrow at me.

I had to be cautious of what I told him, he was in our class and on the boyfriend list, “Yeah, just meeting up with Annabel.”

He nodded, looking around. I noticed he had a few cuts on his face, with a few bruises blooming, “What happened to you?”

He glanced at me from the side, “Oh a very interesting fight.” He smirked, as his fingers traced his jaw.

“You shouldn’t fight.” I muttered not knowing what to do with this bad boy.

“Oh there are a lot of people out there who will betray you.” His appearance changing to a sour mood, “It’s my way of getting back at them.” His eyes landed on mine, “what would you do if you were betrayed by someone you trusted more than anything?”

“I don’t know?” I stared down at my feet.

“I would kill them.” Zayn replied with real bloodlust in his voice.

I stepped away from him a bit, him catching my movement. Zayn laughed, “Did you think I was being serious? Oh Isabel, you need to not be so gullible.” He chuckled as he walked away from me, heading towards Niall’s house.

I watched after him, not believing his last sentence, he was dead serious.

I shook my head, trying to forget what Zayn said and worry about my conversation with Annabel, she was sure to put up a fight about me backing out. I walked up the stairs and into the school, quietly making my way to our classroom.

I caught a movement far ahead of me, in all black. Everything was making me nervous, so I slowed my pace as the figure turned and disappeared down a different hallway. I let out my breath that I was holding, picking my pace up, entering the room.

I crashed into someone, “Annabel?” I was shocked to see her there so early.

She smiled, “yep, beat you here.” She laughed.

She sat down. Sliding an extra starbucks cup to me, “Thank you! I needed this badly.” I beamed, feeling the warmth in my hands, as the sweet bitterness filled my mouth, I relaxed into the seat next to Annabel.

“So what did you need to talk about?” she was texting as she asked that.

I frowned hoping she would actually pay attention to me, “About the…”

She interrupted, “how’s it going with Harry?” she smiled genially at me.

“Its going great.” I returned.

“That’s good to hear, what about Marcel?” she was definitely curious.

I took a deep breath, here goes, “Annabel, about Marcel…”

“Hey Isabel!” I turned to the front door as a group of the girls in class entered.

“Hi?” I was confused.

They waltzed in taking seats around us, as some more girls came in, I glanced back at Annabel, who just smiled, chatting with the girls, “Annabel?”

“Yes?” she turned to me.

“Can we talk privately?”

She lowered her eyes, “Iz, I know what this is about, that’s why I asked the rest of the girls to join us.”

I gasped, “You did what?” I glanced nervously at the girls who kept pouring in.

“If you want to talk about the plans, talk about it with all of us, not just me, it’s just not fair.” It was like she was looking through me.

“Did you already get Marcel?” This girl named Kayla bounced next to me.

“Um…” I looked at her then at Annabel who shrugged her shoulders.

“Um…I don’t want…” I paused as everyone was staring at me intently.

“This list is the best.” Another girl smiled deeply, “I was always teased by the guys, and this is nice to get back at them, not one, but them all.” She wiped a tear away.

My heart panged with guiltiness, “Guys, there’s something I need…”

Annabel interrupted me, “Isabel our leader, you made this and helped all of us break from the chains the guys had on us. Thank you.” She whispered out, the girls started clapping saying thank you to me.

I bit my lip, frowning at my coffee cup, “Your welcome.” I whispered.

“So what was it you had to say?” Annabel turned to me.

I stared at her, dreams of Harry already shriveling away, “I just wanted to see how everyone was doing.” I forced a smile as I looked around at the happy girls.

/ / /

I quickly left the suffocating room, not wanting to be around the girls anymore. I was making my way to the restroom, when I heard Annabel yell out to me from behind me.

I saw the hallway that Marcel led me down, choosing to ignore Annabel and make a quick getaway down the nerd hallway. I tried to recall the turns he made taking me down here, when I heard Annabel at the mouth of the hallway, “Isabel?”

I ducked into a classroom, the darkness a nice welcome, when I realized I made it to their nerd club. I sighed happily, slumping down into a chair, gazing around at their little nerd artifacts.

“Isabel?” I jumped as I heard a voice in the corner of the room.

I squinted my eyes, trying to see who was there, “Who is it?”

“It’s Liam.” I saw Liam come out in full view, “What are you doing here?”

I peeked back at the door, “Finding sanctuary.”

He smiled at that, “Well you’ll love it here my fair elf princess.”

I was about to tell him to not call me that, but I didn’t want to be kicked out of the room, so I shut my mouth.

He remained silent, not bugging me, which was a nice change from the girls, when someone else walked in, “Hey Liam, hi…” I could hear Marcel stop in his tracks.

I turned to him, as my jaw dropped open, “What happened to you?” I jumped up, running over to him. He turned away from me, as I grabbed his face and forced him to look at me. My fingers gently touching his bruises. He had a giant black eye, and lips were swollen and cracked, “Are you okay?”

“I’m peachy.” He shook me off going to Liam who seemed worried.

“You’re not okay! Who did this to you?”

He turned on me sharply, “Why does it matter to you? You didn’t care when I said you were the one who could save me!” he spat out in anger.

I felt my heart drop as I recalled what he told me last night.

Notes

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