I jumped off the couch and sprinted towards Brooke's room with a speed not even a werewolf could achieve. I barged into Brooke's room and saw her withering around in pain.
"Hayley!" she cried.
"I'm here, Brooke," I said, sitting next to her and holding her in my arms "What's wrong?"
"It hurts," Brooke cried.
"What hurts?" Liam asked, kneeling down next to her.
"Make it stop!" Brooke screamed, twisting around. "Make it stop!"
"Make what stop?" Liam asked.
"Get it off! It burns!" Brooke screamed. "GET IT OFF!"
I glanced down and saw something on her legs. "Liam, help me get her pants off," I said.
"What?!" Liam asked, bewildered.
"Just do it!" I yelled before tearing her pajama pants off.
Liam hesitated before helping me get off her pants. I sucked in my breath sharply and shared a worried look with Liam. Brooke's legs were covered in dark bruises that kept forming all over her legs. It didn't help Brooke was thrashing around and was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Oh my god," I said.
"It hurts," Brooke whimpered.
"It'll be okay, Bree," Liam said, sadly.
Brooke screamed again in pain. "Fire! It burns!"
"Liam, go get some ice," I ordered.
Liam nodded and took off with inhuman speed towards the kitchen.
"Shh, it'll be okay, Bree," I said. "It'll all be over soon. Just try and ignore it."
"What's happening to me?" Brooke asked.
"I don't know, Brooke. I don't know," I whispered.
Brooke cried out again and I yelled, "Liam!"
"I'm here," Liam said and put the ice on Brooke's legs.
She flinched, but relaxed slightly. "It's slightly better," she said.
"Can you manage?" Liam asked, worry laced in his voice.
"I don't know," Brooke admitted.
"You go get some sleep," I told Liam. "I'll stay with her."
"I will, it's fine," Liam said.
"You need sleep, Liam," I said. "You go, I'll stay."
"You sure?" he asked.
I nodded. "Trust me, I'm more of the person to take care of this situation. You're a guy, and Brooke and me are both girls. Now go."
Liam nodded and reluctantly went to his room. He shut the door, and I got comfortable.
I made sure the ice was still on Brooke's legs, and I wrapped my arm around her, holding her as she cried.
Whoever you are, I thought to whoever was doing this, I will find you, and I will kill you. No one hurts my best friend and gets away with it.
I made the silent vow and began plotting my revenge. The only question was who was doing this to Brooke. And I think I knew just who the person was.
A/N: hey guys late night update sorry this is so short but next chapter will be longer I promise! Can you guess who's doing this to Brooke? Comment who ya think! Pic on the side is Liam.
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