•the twenty-fourth•

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"Zay". Peter took my arm rudely and dragged me out of the warehouse.
"Wait what are you doing i wanna stay here!".
He didn't respond. He dragged me all along the hall to the groaning boy, Zay. He curled up in a ball begging for the pain to be over. All covered in blood, I slightly panicked.
Zay looked at me reached out his hand to me. I took steps back. peter's hand was on my lower-back rubbing along my spine forcing me to stay. He kneeled down next to his friend. "Its gonna be okay, Lilia is here".

I can nurse people but no way that I'm gonna help a raper not in any way!

"No".
"Lilia!". I turned to Zay as his body held still.
"Peter he is dead anyway".
"You could help him!".
"I'm not gonna help a raper!".

Peter stopped for a second, grabbed my arms forced them to my body.
"What did you say?".
"I'm not gonna help somebody who rapes!".
"Everbody in the hockey team rapes Lilia...everbody who is a but smart knows that".
"You say I'm stupid?".
"You need to calm the heck down or you'll be the someone who's got raped".
Crashing me into a wall.

I heard a gunshot from the gym.

That was the twenty-fourth...

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