Dylan sighed as him and his crew walked to the party. Same shit just a different day and he hated it.
A scream and cry for help reached their ears. Wes stopped and looked at them in horror. He ran towards it and the others followed him.
"man wait up", Dylan yelled.
"fuck that, Wes replied, that's Angela".
All looked confused but Wes barked," the girl we graduated with you asses and the only person that treated us decent".
Tyler cussed and Stan looked pissed.
Jason looked at Dylan with worry.
They reached an alley and a small tiny woman was trying to fight off a man that was ripping her shirt off.
Her pleads going to deaf ears.
Six men were laughing and egging the man on that was attacking her.
She was begging but that was just ignored. Her face was bruised and her lip cut.
She suddenly kneed the guy above her got up and ran. Another backhanded her causing her to fall and her head hit the ground.
She whimpered and started to crawl towards Dylan and his crew.
She looked up a...