Beat up (Shar, Ry, and Bebe)(16+)

[Bebe Tenko]

Bebe staggered over to the Evans' mansion's front door. She had no idea what she was doing, mostly because she couldn't feel her arm nor her head. The rain was pounding down on her like an oppressive mother, and the wind was chilling her to the bone. Her Harry Potter Triwizard Cup jacket, if it wasn't ruined, was completely soaking with water, as was her blue halter top. The rain had started suddenly, but it wasn't helping Bebe any.

Her arm kept bleeding. What did he shove in there? Bebe was taking forever to string thoughts together. She knocked on the door. No answer.

Bebe looked around and found an intercom. Not bothering to debate whether to go through with it or not, Bebe pressed the button. "Miss Sharpay! Miss Sharpay, are you there? It's Bebe... Bebe Tenko... I... I need help."

Her voice was laced with sheer panic. Nothing could calm Bebe down at this point.

[Sharpay Evans]

Sharpay was already on her bed in her pink PJs, with Ryan already sleeping on her side. Being a light-sleeper, she suddenly awoke to the sounds coming from the intercom. She slowly got up, careful not to wake Ryan up, then went towards the intercom and listened to what the person from the other side was saying. "Miss Sharpay! Miss Sharpay, are you there? It's Bebe... Bebe Tenko... I... I need help."

"Bebe?" She pressed the button and spoke softly, but loud enough for Bebe to hear. "Bebe, hold on, I'll meet you in a few." Sharpay grabbed her pink and sparkly robe and put it on as she exited her room. She quickly rushed towards the door, her gentle footsteps echoing around the big house. What could Bebe want at this hour? As soon as she reached their door, she yanked it open and peered outside, and when she saw Bebe looking panicky, she opened it wider. "Bebe? What happened to you?" She asked, pulling the girl into the house and closing the door immediately. She looked her over, it looked like she had been beaten up, or something like that.

[Bebe Tenko]

Light flooded Bebe's eyes. Sharpay was standing in front of her. It was like a candy-coated dream, and Bebe would give anything to look as composed as Sharpay at the moment. Bebe glanced at her rolled-up jacket sleeve. Her arm was still bleeding, like a stuck pig. Sharpay dragged her inside, water pouring wherever she stepped. Bebe glanced at how much water she was tracking into the house, clutching her jacket close to her body. This wasn't helping her shivering frame.

"Miss Sharpay, it was horrid," Bebe whimpered. Her voice was hoarse, from being out in the rain for so long. She'd wandered for at least an hour, not knowing where she was or where she was headed. Her pink hair had twisted into messy ringlets around her ears, which served as a great annoyance. "It was horrible, horrible... he... he beat..." Bebe breathed, trying to calm herself down. It wasn't working. "Miss Sharpay, Miss Sharpay, it was... it's bleeding, my arm, he stuck something in it, it hurts, IT HURTS SO BAD..."

Bebe shoved her arm in front of Sharpay before her knees buckled and she hit the ground. She couldn't bring herself off the ground, though.

[Sharpay Evans]

When Sharpay's eyes rested on Bebe's bleeding arm, she couldn't help but let out a scream. She suddenly felt light-headed, so she leaned on the door. But when Bebe fell to the ground, she screamed again, and out of instinct, she rushed to her side, trying to help her with all her strength to bring her to the couch. "Bebe, oh my god, who did this to you?!" She asked once she had helped the poor girl to the couch.

"Should we call the police? The hospital? What, what should we do? Who did this to you?!" Sharpay started to panic. She had never experience something like this, let alone see a victim who she knows, bleeding right in front of her. "Oh my god, wait right here, I'm going to get the first aid kit." She shuddered as she went towards the cabinet where they keep the first aid supplies, and once she found the kit, she quickly went back to Bebe's side, the kit almost slipping from her shaking hands. "Oh no, oh my gosh, forgive me. I don't really know anything about this. Ryan is always the one helping me with wounds and stuff. And...I'm really bad in dealing with...blood." She said, biting on her lip as she felt slightly ashamed. "Um, hold on, I'll get you a glass of water." She stood up again, her legs still shaky from all the shock. She wobbly walked to the kitchen to take the glass of water, then went back to Bebe, handing it to her.

[Bebe Tenko]

Bebe stared into Sharpay's frantic, almost dilated eyes and sighed. It took all her energy. She tried to push herself up off the ground, but her shaking legs refused to budge.

"Who did this to you?"

Bebe thought, hard, but every time she tried to remember her assailant, her head began to throb. Bebe grabbed at her skull, moaning.

"M-miss Shar... I... I can't remem - I can't think of who did..." Bebe spat out, her words slurring. This wasn't good. She was going to faint, and THEN Sharpay would freak out even more. Why was Bebe, the toughest chick in East High, on the verge of a breakdown? She couldn't begin to fathom it.

Sharpay retreated to get some water, and when she came back, Bebe greedily gulped it down, refreshing her parched throat. Her mind cleared slightly, just enough to enable her to talk.

"Miss Sharpay..." Bebe began in a light voice uncharacteristic of her, "thank you. So much... I don't know where I am in town... I could've been..." Bebe cut off. "...I was just walking home from school and... and I got pulled into an alley. The only person I saw beforehand... was Tim, and I know it wasn't Tim, because he was talking to Ms. Darbus as... as I left..."

Bebe moaned again, clutching her stomach. The blood was really scaring her. "I... I think I've been stabbed."

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan awoke slowly, the door to Sharpay's room slightly ajar as he grumbled and stretched out his arms. He had just started to fall into the good deep sleep and now he was wondering where Sharpay was and what the noise downstairs was. He let out a slight exasperated groan and rubbed his eyes clamoring off the bed and slipping his socked feet into his slipper and making his way into the partially lit hall and down the stairs.

"Shar," He grumbled out in his tired stupor as he stepped awkwardly down the last few steps before standing, rubbing his eyes to adjust to the light of the foyer and walked into the living room to find where the noise was coming from. "What's--" He started to say before he noticed a frazzled Sharpay with a blood covered Bebe Tenko sitting on their couch. "What happened here?" He asked in a slighter high pitched tone, gesturing to Bebe as he moved closer to the couch.

[Bebe Tenko]

((I changed the rating to 16+, because of all the blood and violence.))

Bebe jumped about ten feet when Ryan walked in. She darted off the couch, afraid that he was mad - but then she collapsed onto the ground. Agonizingly, she dragged herself back to the couch, probably staining it beyond cleaning in the process. Blood was congealing all over her arm, sticking and matting and getting all over everything. Bebe couldn't even find out where she'd been originally hit.

Her mind was clearing up a bit, and the water was helping. She took another drink.

"Ryan, I'm so sorry for... for getting blood all over... over everything," Bebe said slowly. Her tongue was working better now, even with rainwater running down her ears and her nose, making her shiver all over. Her stomach kept heaving ominously, and Bebe was afraid that she was either going to pass out or vomit on Sharpay's socks. "...I-I believe I-I've... b-been stabbed, and I can't f-find the w-wound with all this b-blood... and I feel so... so, so sick..."

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan just stared at the blood covering Bebe, worried that with all her superfluous moving that she going to raise her heart rate and though he'd never dealt with a wound quite like this before, he knew that blood rushing to the area would just exacerbate things more. "Whoa, Bebe." He said slowly as he walked over to the couch slowly, trying to stay calm, because his overbearing worry wasn't going to do any help now, level headedness was key. "Bleed on anything you want, we'll just get a new one." He said with a nervous laugh as he kneeled over and grabbed her arm gingerly.

He was personally surprised that she'd held up as well as she did, considering the amount of blood on her arm, and clothes, and how drenched with rain she was, she was definitely a trooper. "Stabbed?" He sputtered out stupidly, appalled by the fact someone would stab Bebe Tenko, she was eccentric sure, but hell that didn't merit stabbing. "And as for the naseau, that's probably just from the shock and adrenaline." He mumbled out as he eyed her wound, trying to figure out exactly what they were dealing with "But we'll focus on that later, we just need to get you cleaned up and see if we need to, maybe get you to.... I don't know maybe a doctor." He said as he stood from the floor and walked to the downstairs bathroom to grab the one of the many first aid kits, the joys and curses of being dancers, it meant having to deal with loads of injuries, just rarely those of the stabbing variety. He walked back into the room with the first aid kit and grumbled lightly to himself as he sifted through the compartments.

[Sharpay Evans]

Sharpay looked at Ryan then at Bebe, then at Ryan then back at Bebe, unable to form words as the sight of too much blood made her feel very light-headed and she was just very much shocked to say the least. She slowly sat on the comfy chair across Bebe, not really wanting to touch or even smell the blood because she's afraid that she might pass out completely, and she can't have Ryan worrying about two people already.

When Ryan left to get another first aid kit, she turned to Bebe, trying to keep her eyes on her face and not on the parts of her body where there were blood. And once she felt her voice coming back, she took a deep breath before speaking again. "You really can't remember seeing the face of the person who did this to you? It's...a crime, Bebe! You should alert the police, since...well, that person is dangerous...and...and...who knows what he or she is planning next...oh god!" Sharpay started to fan herself as panic started to get to her. "Oh god, Bebe, you should stay here for tonight. I think you'll be safe here." She nodded at her then turned her eyes to Ryan once he came back into the room. "Ry, she should stay here for tonight, right?" She asked Ryan, who seemed to take this whole thing so calmly unlike her who just wanted to scream in panic.

[Bebe Tenko]

Bebe's eyes were glazing over, and she barely heard a word of what Sharpay was babbling at her. She did catch 'stay the night', to which she nodded slightly. "Yeah... m-maybe I should." Bebe stared at her arm, which was crusting with blood. It looked disgusting, and, almost by impulse, Bebe started to rub it off, trying to flake away at it. But Bebe rubbed over her entire arm, triggering another bout of bleeding. Bebe gaped at her arm and froze.

Bebe noticed Ryan with the first aid kid. Without prompting, she tore off her Triwizard Cup jacket - and saw something else. A bruise, on her neck. She stared at it, then at Ryan.

"Did I - did I fall?" Bebe inquired, blinking. "Like... here? D-Did I fall here?"

Bebe couldn't even remember how she'd gotten into the Evans' mansion. It was so odd... usually her memory was first-rate. But there was a sort of block... Bebe remembered singing and seeing Chad at lunch, then talking to Tim, then leaving school and... nothing. Her last memory was the clacking of her brown flats. As if possessed, Bebe took off the flats, dropping them beside her jacket.

"Ryan, am I... will I be all right? Miss Sharpay?"

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan just stared at the scene in chaos, several things registering with him at once, but all he could think at this moment was, well all he could think were several words he knew not to use in the presence of anyone but himself, so he was just going to have to be the calm one in this scenario. It was in that moment that he suddenly wished he knew where his parents were, they might know what to do, but heck that had never stopped him before so he was going to have to step up and man up.

Ryan looked at Bebe warily before turning to Sharpay and speaking softly to her, knowing full well that she was trying to help, but that didn't mean she wasn't freaked out. "Hey, it'll be okay, breathe," He whispered softly, giving her a soft earnest nod. He then took a deep breath and turned back to Bebe and looked her over pityingly. "Yeah, you're staying here, no doubts in my mind, I just don't want to risk," He petered out trying to figure out what had happened in the first place. "Just you're staying here." He repeated firmly to her before sitting on the edge of the nearby couch.

He looked at Bebe quizically before looking over to Sharpay to answer. "Umm, I don't honestly know if you fell, Shar?" He asked slowly, knowing that he'd been the last to arrive on the scene and even still he was too pumped full of adrenaline to remember much about the last few minutes. The sound of Bebe's quavering voice registered across his ears again. "Hey you're gonna be okay," He started softly, knowing that even though this looked bad, it most likely wouldn't be the end of Bebe Tenko. "I just need you to stay focused and awake, and try and fill as many blanks in as possible." He said as comfortingly as possible as he fiddled with the first aid box and started to hand her things to apply to her mysterious wound.

[Sharpay Evans]

Sharpay looked at Ryan with fear and panic still clear in her eyes when he whispered to her. She nodded at him, closed her eyes, and just as he told her to do, took a deep breath and slowly let it go, suddenly feeling a little bit calmer. She opened her eyes again and gave Ryan a weak smile which is all she could muster to express her gratitude. She just sat there, and listened to the exchange between Bebe and Ryan while rubbing her temple, inwardly hoping this was all just a bad dream.

When Ryan called her again, she turned to him and listened to his question, trying to think of how Bebe ended up at their house in the first place. She took glances at Bebe, her eyes still avoiding the sight of blood as she recalled the earlier events which all seemed to have happened so fast. "I...I think you did fall, it was like you suddenly got too weak...and that's when I screamed, and that's all I can remember right now." She closed her mouth again after the explanation, and just remained quiet as she watched Ryan tried to comfort Bebe, inwardly wishing she can help the poor girl like he does as well.

[Bebe Tenko]

Bebe took the cotton swabs, dabbed with alcohol, that Ryan was offering to her. She touched it to an area of skin - no sting, just cleaning. So it wasn't her lower arm. She repeated the process until a deep, stabbing pain shot through her arm. She screamed, gravelly and hoarse, as if she'd been screaming a lot previously. That was the wound.

"I think it's... it's right here," Bebe whimpered, not liking the rough edge in her voice. Someone was torturing her? Maybe? She didn't understand! Why couldn't she remember? And how did she, a black belt in judo and a yakuza weapons master, allow herself to get stabbed? She kept a concealed mother-of-pearl dagger at -

Bebe grabbed at the back of her leg, feeling her pants. Her eyes widened. "No." She gaped at the hole at the back of her pants. There was a rip there. Bebe looked down. Her nail polish was smeared about it - so she'd opened it up. Her knife was in its sheath. It was too weird - everything was extremely weird.

"Well... to start... I ripped my pants... to get my dagger... because my family - yakuza, need some sort... in case mobsters... but I don't think it was a mob... I would've been able to..." Bebe didn't realize she wasn't making much sense. She flicked open the dagger's sheath and pulled it out. There was no blood on it, but a swatch of fabric stuck to it. Plaid.

"...Plaid? That... that's maddeningly unhelpful..." Bebe muttered. She probably looked like Lucy the mad beggar woman at this point, but she was focusing so hard on filling in blanks that the conventions of speech had been abandoned long ago. "Who wears...? I mean, everyone I know has worn... plaid at... except Tim... but it wasn't Tim..."

Bebe sucked in air quickly as she applied more alcohol to her wound.

[Ryan Evans]

Ryan stared at Bebe in slight disbelief, not over what she was saying, but rather because it seemed if for a moment she had abandoned any verncular Ryan Evans was familiar with. He just listened to her rattle off what she was saying about keeping a dagger in her pants, a dagger. He flopped back down and watched her warily apply alcohol to the wound, his brain barely taking in words that sounded like kazoo or yarmulke, and he could have sworn he heard her mention something about the mob.

He was taken slightly aback when she flipped open the dagger, the dagger. He couldn't help but laugh slightly, Ryan barely knew how to operate a razor properly, and now sitting here before him was Bebe Tenko, flicking a dagger about, he was starting to feel that maybe he'd fallen asleep watching Anime cartoons maybe, it just all seemed to improbable.

It wasn't until Bebe said the word plaid that his mind was jogged slightly, and as she mentioned small, timid Tiny Tim who worked in the East High A.V department, he didn't think that the guy who he'd seen lurking around the theatre as of late had the ability nor the desire to stab Bebe. Suddenly a idea slowly crossed his mind, the sound of plaid familiar to him as well, the vaguest sense, but that didn't seem to add up either. "Well," He started slowly, clearing his throat. "If memory serves, Ventura had on a plaid shirt, I think." He said softly, trying to not let his anger jump to his memory as his mind trailed back to the first day of school, Marco standing before him, the plaid shirt clear in his mind now.

[Bebe Tenko]

((Sorry it took so long... I needed a while to think of how to write this next part.))

Bebe stared at Ryan. He mentioned Marco Ventura. Bebe looked down at the plaid again, then to the fair-haired boy before him. With a quick glance to Sharpay, she opened her mouth.

"Marco Ventura...?" she repeated. The name was so familiar... why couldn't she -?

Bebe was walking home in her cute little pennyloafers and her favorite bell earrings were in her ears. She looked adorable today! And Chad had told her so, in the theater! She was on cloud nine at the moment, if you couldn't tell, and not even the slowly building rainclouds could change that.

She turned down the wide alley, a shortcut to the Tenko home, skipping and humming, before stopping. Wrong alley. How did she forget that? The red Chinese lanterns were strung across her alley, and not this one, but she'd -

Pop.

The lanterns fell all about her. Bebe screamed. She was going to get blamed for it for sure! She ran to the lanterns, seeing if any of them had broken beyond repair, when a hand jammed under her chin, sending her flying. Bebe landed on the ground gracefully, though her jaw was in pain.

"What the HELL was that for?!" Bebe cried before looking up.

Marco Ventura.

Bebe glared at him, her eyes growing sharp. "Ventura. You sick freak, why'd you break the -?"

"The lanterns?" Marco finished. "They were mine. To lure you down here."

Bebe was on her back within an instant. She reached for her dagger, ripping out of the back of her jeans, but once she had it out, Marco was able to take it out of her hand and stab it into her arm. Bebe screamed...

Bebe came out of the flashback dripped with sweat.

"He stabbed me."

Bebe paused, her chest shaking. "I remember him... stabbing... me..."

But the rest of it was a blank.