Soap: The Time Before

Young Soap's pov

"H-hello." I greeted the new girl, who's long, straight brown hair draped over her small shoulders and arms.

"Hi." She replied.

Woah! I thought. What is that accent? Its beautiful!

"I love your accent." She commented.

"Yours too. I'm John MacTavish, by the way."

"Thanks. I'm Elizabeth Elkheart." She replied.

She's beautiful. Jessie would be mad I said that; she's too obsessive over me. Heh, but I don't like her!

"Let me show you around." I offered.

"Sure!" She replied. She sounded exited to walk around the school with me.

              °°They went around the
                 school°°

( 5 months later)

"John?" Elizabeth asked cautiously.

"Yes?" I replied, curiously. I wanted to date her so badly, but I didn't think she wanted to.

But to my surprise...

"Will you go out with me Friday night?" She asked, nervously trembling.

I gaped in shock, my mouth wide open like a dumbass.

When I finally was able to gather my words, I said, "Go my god, I would love to!"

Her eyes snapped up immediately. "Seriously?" She gasped, her eyes widening with delight.

"Yes!" I pulled her against my chest and kissed her. "I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too♥." She murmured softly.

All the popular bitches stared at Elizabeth in envy.

"What the fuck, John?! I wanted you!" Jessie snapped.

"Well, I didn't want you, I wanted Elizabeth." I replied firmly.

"Fuck you, Elizabeth. Go burn in hell and stay there, you slut." One of Jessie's bitches snarled.

Rage erupted inside me. I released Elizabeth, who was in tears, and stood in front of her. I slammed her into the lockers with my shoulder and kept her pinned there.

"What the hell did you just say?" And when she squirmed, I pressed harder. "What did you just say?!" I snapped furiously.

"Im sorry! Let me go! Please!?" She cried, her mascara running down her face along with the tears of fear.

I jerked my shoulder back. "Good."

I turned to Elizabeth. She had been staring in surprise at my outrage.

Shit. I fretted. Will this make her not want to be with me anymore?

Instead, she bolted into my chest and wrapped her arms around my torso.

"Nobody has ever done that for me." She breathed. "Thank you. I love you."

I kissed her head. "Your welcome. If they do anything else like that, tell me. I won't let you be treated like that."

                (Elizabeth's pov 2 months
                  Later.)

Soap and I were sitting at our favorite spot: under the "Withered Willow" tree in the forest.

A crunching noise sounded from the tunnel entrance (Which had been built by some construction workers and is now unused except for a few young idiots, like us) But it didn't sound like a student or an animal. It sounded like a grown man or woman.

Me and Soap both sat erect, our eyes shining with fear. "What the fuck was that?" Soap growled, wrapping himself slowly around me to protect me.

I slipped free and stood slowly. I padded to the tunnel entrance. Suddenly, a dark shape of a man flew past me, making me freeze with shock. He was headed for Soap.

I bounded forward, barreling the dark man to the ground with such force I felt the air whisk from his lungs even from his back.

I smashed his face into the ground multiple times, but he still had the energy to rear up and fling me off. I yelped in more shock than pain as I flew into a tree with my back.

Gasping for breath, I struggled to get to my feet. The man had Soap pinned. I flung a stick at him, and he whirled around, his eyes blazing with fury.

He jumped.

His feet landed on my ribs, and I felt them break to millions of pieces. "Elizabeth!" Soap cried, his eyes full of tears.

I squirmed, but it was useless. He drew out a glinting knife and remorselessly stabbed my throat repetitively.

The last thing I saw was Soap's outraged face staring at me in horror.