Devoted ║ Liam Dunbar

║Chapter 6 ║

The game was currently 1 all, I still couldn't work out Garrett and there had been no freak accidents happening so I was starting to think other about Garrett being an assassin. Just as everything was going on Player 9, otherwise known as Liam, collided with player 28 from Devenford prep the two of them letting out loud cries of pain as everybody gasped, hearing a very obvious crack, which made me almost gag at the noise. Something defiantly wasn't right there...

''Is he okay?'' I whispered to nobody inpaticular as Mason, Amy and I leaned forward, in concern for Liam.

I observed the incident, watching as Brett rolled around whining on the floor as Scott immediatly rushed over to Liam, who was groaning much much quieter and making less of a scene that Brett. ''He hit me!'' Liam suddenly cried out holding up his arm which looked to be broken. Scott took his arm and twisted it making another visible 'crack' noise, which made Liam hiss out in pain. It didn't actually hit me until after a few seconds that Liam's arm would heal whether it was broken or not. He'll be able to play again in no time.

Scott probably helped the healing time by twisting it back into place because Liam suddenly stood up, Brett having to have two of his team mates pull him up. I rolled my eyes at the blonde boy before turning my attention back to Liam. Why does he always get hurt in lacrosse?

I watched Scott and Liam speak to each other for a few seconds before Liam chatted to the coach, who did not look happy as the young boy sat down on the bench, another player taking his spot.

I frowned and walked down to Liam who was taking a drink from his bottle. ''What happened?'' My voice lowered as I took a seat next to him. ''Brett hit me on purpose.'' He growled glaring at the smirking jerk on the field who directly turned back to Liam with a smug look.

''Liam.'' I spoke as his attention moved up to face me, our eyes meeting my stomach slightly fluttering. ''You're so much better than him. He's just a cocky ass- he's not even that good at Lacrosse either.'' I scrunched up my nose as a small smile appeared on his head bowing.

''Anyway. The real reason you left the game?'' I then spoke as his eyes darted around a little. ''Garrett.. I-i don't know if he's after me or not.'' He gulped as I bit down on my lip looking up nervously before a whistle was blown for everybody to get a drink.

''Oh.'' I softly responded before watching Scott, Kira and Stiles walk over. ''Guys you're doing great.'' I flashed them a soft smile. ''Thanks!'' They all responded. ''Apart from you Stiles you suck.'' I joked. ''Hey.'' He softly hit my arm as I chuckled. ''I'm only kidding- anyway I'm going to the  toilet.'' I spoke standing up and making my way over to the lockers.

It took me a few minutes to walk through the school- and god was it creepy when it was dark. Especially after all the crap that had broke loose in this place I kept feeling super paranoid that somebody was watching me. Once I went to the toilet I got into the lockers when I heard a noise from behind me. I frowned and suddenly sensed there was somebody else in here with me. Oh great..

My nails pressed into my palm as I was just about to rush back outside when something tight and extremely sharp  wrapped around my neck. Shock instantly hit me, my heels dug into the ground, immediatly bringing my hands up to what felt like a thermo-cut that was cutting my air supply off.

Panic. That was my first response. I attempted to wheeze in and out but nothing was getting through me as my heart rate picked up faster than what it should be. A strained growl left my lips as my hands felt a burning sensation against them, one of my hands painful held onto the chain and the other swung back, striking whoever was attacking me with my claws.

''So you're the baby beta, huh? Think your secret is hidden well?'' The voice sounded familiar, too familiar as it huskily chuckled into my ear. It was defiantly a girl, not much older than me, but apart from that I had no idea who this was. My lungs began burning as I let go of the rope, hitting both my elbows back into the annonymous girl, sending her flying backwards, breaking free for a minute as I took advantage and got a huge gasp of air, before the strangling began again, the agony of burning on my skin making me let out a silent scream.