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“The school’s been flipped, the slut has lost all control since her brother went missing!” A boy yelled out, he and his friend were talking….in just twenty four hours.
What exactly happened to make things like this.
“She should just stick to sucking dicks and eating clits- Argh!”
His face went into the locker with full force, he fell on the floor with a heel on his nose pressing down. His hands flew to the ankle of the person, “Stop, PLEASE!” He cried out, having a hard time breathing.
“Breathe through your fucking mouth bitch boy.” The girl said rising her foot and stomping back on his nose.
The students around them all looked away, after it was announced that Asael was now missing, the school fell under the hell that was Alvira's rage.
They soon realized in a few hours that trying to save their friends would have them having equal or more bruises and wounds.
“Alvira that's enough, you'll get in more trouble if you don't move your foot.” Rubina said walking out of her classroom.
Alvira face’s stayed blank as she moved her foot and kicked the boy's face before walking in to the class room, the boy's friends picked him up and rushed him to the nurse.
Rubina felt bad, she knew where Asael was and she knew what was going to happen to Alvira soon. After everything she'd done to spare them.
“I can't fucking do this!” Alvira screamed.
(The day after Asael's death)
They weren't answering, they were no where to be found and it was pissing her off. She knows he needs space but fuck she needs her brother too and what the holy fuck. . . . FUCKING CECIL!?
On the school gates, the body of the forgetful blonde male was shown off.
Bile rose quickly and Alvira walked to a bush and vomited all she ate. She…. “I didn't get to apologize to them.” She whispered. “Why's this happening?”
It was a mistake, honestly. She could manage his comments, she could manage all the other comments but why were they affecting her like this today, she wanted to fight, she needed to abuse some- no, no she couldn't. She wouldn't.
“Do you really get fulfilment from getting with someone in a relationship?” A soft voice had asked her randomly.
She was sitting against a wall where no one really was, trying to get herself together. “What are you going on about?”
“It's sad….I hope you find a better way to cope.” They said. It wasn't harsh or judgemental in a harsh way but it was pity. They pitied her?
She moved, Alvira doesn't remember why but all she knows is that a few seconds after her hand connected to their jaw.
