THE PROTECTOR
The Chap 20

“Ha ha ha ha..,” The others laughed out loud.

Abigail felt really humiliated.  How he wished there was a hole to hide himself without being seen.

 He muttered anxiously, “This is so embarrassing!  How could Zoey ask her to pick me up?” He even refused to raise his head to look at Levi.

Levi ignored the people who kept mocking him. “How about we go, Abigail?”  She asked.

Abigail finally lifted her head and looked straight at Levi, “Why don't you just go back by yourself?  I don't need you to pick me up.  I know my way home.”

“But Zoey insisted I wanted to pick you up.”  Patience Levi fades, “Come, let's go.”

“Hey you!  Didn't you hear what Abigail said?  He asked you to leave him alone.  Are you deaf or what?  Who do you think you are that forced Abigail to go with you?  Scram!”

“Yes, Yannick will drop Abigail off when the party is over.”  Yannick's classmate and henchman tried to get rid of Levi, “You're not welcome here!  Get your ass out of here!”

“You better go with me now!”  Levi's eyes never escaped Abigail.  He knows what wicked tricks his classmates are trying to play on Abigail.  “I promised Zoey to pick you up and that's what I'm going to do!”

“I asked you to go!”  Abigail snapped, “Why should I go with you when I don't even know who you are?  I'll be back myself!”

Booms!

Their VIP room door opened with a powerful kick. A man was kicked into the room.

“What happened to you, Peyton?” Everyone got up to help Peyton stand up as soon as they realized he was one of their classmates.

Another girl was then pushed into the room.  His beaten face had swelled to the size of a gourd.

“Yes God!  What happened to you, Mae?”. Abigail and the others rushed forward to pick him up.  They're starting to worry.

Mae who was covered in tears sobbed, “I met a group of bullies when I came out of the restroom.  Peyton was trying to protect me so they beat him up too!”

At the same time, some bad-looking people walked into their rooms.

“Look, what do we get here?  These sexy little students look delicious!  Oh, what a magnificent party we will celebrate tonight!”

A group of thugs drooled when they saw Abigail and her female classmates. Their perverted gazes swept over a pair of slender and beautiful legs with lewd intentions.

“So you beat up my friend?”  Yannick stepped up and asked coldly.

A dozen of Yannick's classmates stood behind Yannick.  They were all staring at the group of thugs with glaring eyes. There was no reason for them to be afraid of thugs, given their numbers.

“Yes, We hit him until the battered, so why?”

The leader of the thugs, a man with his hair dyed in a strange silver color, mocked Yannick with an amused look.

“I want you to apologize, or I'll beat you all out!”  Yannick warned, determined to show off his courage in front of Abigail.

“Hahaha, this is so funny that it almost chokes me, man.  Do you really think some crippled student like you can beat us?  What makes you think we'll be fascinated by your words?  Just because your number exceeds us?”

“Ha ha ha..”. A group of thugs chuckles in response to Yannick's threat.

“Go!  Call our people here!  Tell our boss there's a dozen schoolgirls here waiting for him!  Bring him here, quickly!”

The next moment, the expressions of Yannick and the others widened, their mouths opening as if letting out a voiceless cry.

The thugs have called their people.  There were dozens of them with iron rods and shiny knives in their hands.  They waved their weapons with bloodthirsty gazes in their eyes.

They all stared at Abigail and her classmates with evil grins, while they blocked the exit of the VIP room.

The students had never experienced such a terrifying sight before in their young lives.  It made them look like demons in broad daylight and made them pee their pants.

Even Yannick is starting to falter.

Plaque!  Plaque!  Plaque!

The silver-haired thug hit Yannick in the face and sneered, “So how now?  Where do you look that brave now?”

“My brother, please forgive me.  I-I was wrong..” Yannick's shoulder drooped and his body slumped like a deflated balloon as he gave up.

Plaque!

The silver-haired thug landed a hard slap on Yannick's face.

Bugg! Bugg!

Next, the thugs pushed and kicked Yannick with such force that it made him spit out a fountain of blood.

The VIP room was now completely silent.  Everyone was silent and holding their breath.  They could only whisper prayers in their hearts.