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❝ 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺. ❞
in which a purple-haired rebel try to convince a red-haired nerd, who is keeping a secret, to run away with her.
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THE PANIC FULLY SETTLE OVER HER AND CHERYL DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. Cheryl hated seeing Chanel whimpering in pain from the gash, and Freya was unconscious on the dirty ground. Her friends seemed shocked too, and they just stood there with their mouths agape.
Chanel's white dress was stained with her own blood, making the dress seem pink, and her wound was cut deep. Freya seemed peaceful with her eyes closed like she was dead. Oh, Cheryl hoped that her friend wasn't and was still breathing.
Sweet Pea had seemed to get out of his shock and quickly snapped everyone else out of it too. He started ordering them around, and together, they helped get Chanel and Freya to one of the rooms upstairs of Whyte Bar.
And Cheryl could feel the clog that was forming as she saw the hallway where it happened. It was the only way to get to Chanel and help her. Cheryl could hear Chanel's whimpers that remind me of her own screams of pleading.
Her breath hitched, and Cheryl stepped forward to have the memories flash through her mind. She wanted to scream, but she didn't alert anyone either, so she just clamped her mouth shut.
Her eyes were brimmed with tears that blurred her eyesight, and she almost fell down the stairs when she felt a gentle grip on her hand, steadying her. Cheryl looked next to her and saw Toni.
Toni's eyes glimmered in the dim hallway that made Cheryl feel relaxed and warm inside. She knew that Toni could feel her pain and clutched her hand tightly.
"You don't have to go," Toni said. "You can stay downstairs and-"
Chanel's scream could be heard from down the hall, and Cheryl quickly gripped Toni's hand. Toni squeezed her hand and raised an eyebrow at her answer.
"So, are you going to...?" Asked Toni softly. "It's fine if you do-"
"No," Said Cheryl, gulped down and said, "I'm going to be there with Chanel. She needs me right now."
"Okay," Said Toni, stepping forward and looking behind her. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," Said Cheryl, then she asked, "Will you stay?"
"Of course," Smiled Toni, "C'mon."
Cheryl let Toni hold her hand and helped lead Cheryl through the hallway. She didn't know if it was the dark lighting, but Cheryl felt like she was hallucinating everything.
The memories of the guy flashed back into her mind. He had slammed her into the wall to take her clothes off, made her head throbbing. She didn't notice that she had made it to the room till Toni had pointed it out and gave a quick kiss on the cheek.
