When I got back to the
school I found Bobby waiting for me in the parking lot.
Ashtyn had told him what
was going on, and he had rushed over.
When I saw him I didn’t
say a word.
I collapsed into his
arms, crying.
Sebastian’s dried blood
was still spattered all over my clothes.
I was tired.
I was scared.
I needed help.
I needed help.
He could help me.
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