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" Uhn, what do you mean?" I murmured

" When you passed out you kept begging Uncle Peter not to hurt you , not to mention your screams, so Audrey, who is Uncle Pete and why the fuck did he hurt you" Blake asked me , concern etched in every corner of his face.

My gaze flitted to Asher who pursed his lips and stared silently, his face was showed evidence of his anger .

" I don't know what you guys are talking about or maybe I was hallucinating. I have no idea who Uncle Peter or whatever you said is" I said struggling to stand up as Blake put out his hand to assist me.

"Cut the bullshit Hepburn, who the fuck is Uncle Peter? Did he abuse you?" Asher growled.

At those words my breath caught and I stiffened, reflexively I looked over my shoulder in fear that maybe the mere mention of his name may have summoned him.

I released the breath when I didn't see anyone.

" I don't know who that is" I said again staggering on my feet as I leaned into Blake.

" Can you fucking see yourself Audrey, you were not even afraid of Tasha and her girls but the mere mention of the name Peter had you looking over your shoulder and your breath ceasing" Asher continued giving me a piercing glance.

"I...uhm. I was in pain , that is why and I was searching for if teachers were here , that's all" I stuttered hoping that they would drop the subject.

" Come, let's get you home" Blake said as he signaled to Asher to let the topic go and I sighed in relief when Asher stalked off angrily.

" He will meet us at home. He is just worried about you" Blake said when he saw the forlorn expression on my face.

"It's fine, but what about classes and attendance" I asked looking at him.

" Don't worry, I have everything covered " Blake assured me as he led me out the door

"And Your mum?" I asked again.

"She is at work, she won't be back till very late, all these social events and stuff" Blake put my bag in the car as he helped me settle into the car.

I didn't tell him that I could handle myself because after all, I was already so used to being beaten up and banged up and I only had myself to rely on everytime.

When Blake got into the car, I suddenly remembered that Steph had been held by the minions.

"What of Steph?" I asked worriedly

" Who is that" Blake asked with a raised brow.

"Uhm, the girl that was with me before..." I started

" Ohhh, her, the pretty spit fire" Blake interrupted with a goofy grin.

It was so evident that he was attracted to her, I made a mental note in my head about that.

"So..."

" Ohh, she's okay, she was banged up but not much, she's at the nurses. Don't worry we took care of everything, luckily the student council president alerted us of what was happening. I can't believe Tasha went this far, there are consequences and she must pay" Blake's grip on the wheels tightened, the only sign of anger as his face remained passive.

"Who is the student council president" I asked curiosly, wondering who it was that thought to save me.

"That friend of yours, that is gay or something" Blake muttered , his cheek turning red.

Wait, was he blushing. I wondered if Blake was gay,

"Danny?"

" Yes, him. That one. He alerted us of what was happening, because we are the only ones who could stop them and deal with the whole situation " Blake said absent mindedly.

I could not wrap my head around the system that Hamilton Prep operated. I didn't understand how the teachers or even the head of the school had no hold or sway over the teachers, but instead it was the student.

I guess the saying that money does make do the world go round is true.

"Are you okay?" Blake asked breaking the silence that had settled between us

" Nothing a little bath and nap won't fix and I would be good as new" I said feigning a smile that I was sure as hell looked like I was constipated.

" I hope you know that Asher had no hand in what happened and not like I'm taking sides but you should cut him some slack" Blake murmured

" I don't know about you but when someone publicly insults and picks on ke like he did Infront of the whole student body, with the sway he has over the students, he basically put a target on my head" I replied Blake with a pissed tone, turning my body to face the window.

" I know, I know, it is just that he has alot going on and it is not my place to see, but that is not really how Asher is"

"Well, it seems everyone has an opinion on how Asher is." I said rolling my eyes.

" I really don't want to have this conversation, my head aches " I said , ending the conversation and looking out the window so that he would not start up another conversation.

" Do you ever wonder of an alternate universe where things are different" Blake muttered slowly unsure on whether to continue.

I turned to look at him raising my eyebrow.

" Like, if you're rich here, in that universe, you'd be poor. If you're suffer in this life, in that one you won't. I don't know why I thought of that, don't mind me" Blake chuckled.

" No, actually, I have never but it seems like a possiblity that I would really be interested in. Maybe in that universe I will make Tasha and her cronie my footstool " I said and Blame burst out laughing and I joined him.

" You know that no matter how far we spread our protection around you. You have to make your place in school,on the ladder"

"I'm not interested "

"Why"

"Nothing"

" There has to be a reason"

" Honestly, Blake there's no reason that I do not want to partake in childish high school drama alongside entitled privileged brats" I said with an eye roll.

Blake did not reply to what I said though I noticed the side glances he gave me

I don't know if I was full of bitterness or spite or if it was just pure jealousy but was that how money made people, entitled and mean.

But then there was Lilah, Steph, Dan, Ash... I caught myself before I completed Asher's name. I was yet to form a good opinion about him despite all the praises people sang of him.

These people were rich also but they they did not act like asses.

I guess it was not a general thing , it was more of people chose what and who they wanted to be no matter their status.

Take for instance, Peter and Harriet, they were complete pieces of shit and yet had nothing to their name.

I opened my eyes to see that we had arrived home whilst I was lost in my thoughts .

"For a moment there, I thought you were sleeping" Blake said rounding to help me.

"Nah, just lost in thoughts" I muttered as I put an arm around Blake's shoulders.

" You know, this would be way faster if you just let me carry you. " Blake muttered

" That would be so weird, Brother" I said laying emphasis on the brother.

" No it wouldn't" Blake said before he grabbed me and carried me bridal style.

I squealed "Blake! Let me down. I will kill you" I screamed at Blake who was laughing at me.

"Do you even eat, I can barely feel anything on my arms" Blake asked as I swatted his head.

We were still laughing when we entered into the house and saw armed men standing at the foyer

"What is going on?" Blake asked lowering me to the ground.