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The same girl, the one that was on the floor this morning, looking more beat up than how she came

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The same girl, the one that was on the floor this morning, looking more beat up than how she came

Held my gaze with lurking suspicion when one of my Boys Chase runs up to show me a video of the same girl which kind of explained her current predicaments, beaten up during lunch by some guy and no one said anything or tried to stop him

Dick move.

turned to look at where she once was but had now collapsed to the ground probably couldn't handle the pain anymore, blacked out. 

 As if reading my mind chase already had the car in gear,  picking her up, held her tenderly and cautiously, with calm movement as though walking on egg shells, placed her at the back seat, sliding in right beside her holding her head gently as it laid on my lap and drove off to my house.

 My Dad is the most feared and known Gang leader in the state the, South side Wolves and I'm next in line, groomed from birth to fit the shoes of a vicious, malicious leader. Trained, to be emotionless and cruel but that's just an act, a publicity stunt , rushing her to the gang doctor and left him to treat her waiting outside for him to be done.

 Hours passed the doctor called me in to take a look at something I rushed in and saw her in only her under garments. 

 she looked mesmerizing but I was snapped back into reality when the doctor shook me to take a look at reason am here 

she has uncountable bruises and scars everywhere some old, some new I was filled with rage and anger towards the people who did this to her

 I got someone to get her fresh clothes and dress her up carefully due to her cast on her ankle, staying in the room waiting for her to wake up.

                                                                                 RAY

I woke up looking startled at where I was I saw the guy from school earlier. I tried getting up but I winced in pain getting his attention.

"STOP MOVING" he yelled which made me scared he noticed and spoke a little softer "you have to stay in bed that what the doctor said"

I nodded, sinking in the information "wait, doctor! What time is it?" I asked starting to panic

"2:55," he said causing me to spring up as he said that, ignoring the pains I was feeling and rushed out of the room but I wasn't fast enough, he caught me with ease like literally we barely had to move a muscles. 

"Ï THOUGHT I SAID DON'T MOVE!!" he yelled i flinched, head down to the floor like i would normally do at home and said "I-I have to h-home on time or else-" he cut me short

 "or else?" 

"I would be p-punished" he looks at me like I said the dumbest thing he has ever heard, his brow arched, lips flat lined 

 "Punished, are you some kind of slave or something why would they punish you"

"I can't explain, "I said "Okay if you do I will let you go," he said

I was not going to expose my parents just like that so I said "Everyone in my family has time to get home  like curfew" I lied, not sure if he would believe but he accepted the answer and sent someone to drop me home

When I got home it was already 3:30 I was scared out of my mind as what would happen if they noticed that my wound has been taking care of and with what money they'll think i stole from them, I'm in so much trouble, I thought to myself I told the driver to drop me a few block down, far from my house 

walking the remaining distance then into my house where I was going to meet my fate, sucking in air like it would be my last 

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