Trigger warning: descriptive violence
I was walking to my dorm after my last class and began relaxing.
A few minutes past and razors not here.
We don't share a class together for the last part of the day so he comes to the dorms a little later but it's been 15 minutes. I'm worried.
I got up and ran out the door looking for razor. I found him in an empty classroom getting beat up by a random gang. Why was he always the one to get picked on? He was choked until there handprints stayed red on his neck, they punched his face till it bled and they pulled his hair until he screamed. It was unbearable to watch.
I ran in quickly. Automatically the members came for me, they slammed me against the wall and shouted in my ears, then they began hitting me. I kept motioning razor to run but he stayed back.
"Dammit.." I said "GET THE HELL OFF ME!" I yelled and shoved the guys
they were not happy. I ran to razor and grabbed his hand interlacing fingers firmly, we ran down the hallway to the nurse.
