Chapter 8:

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Nina's point of view:
After I had heard arguing coming from upstairs, I ran up to see what was happening. Vinny was lying on the ground, a thick layer of blood smeared across her lips to the side of her face. Seth stood above her, his knuckles red and bloody. He cupped his hands over his mouth. "Shit!"
I ran past this commotion as I heard a loud door bang, into Alicia's parents bedroom. I examined the small, classy room. It had a large queen bed in the middle of the room, with two small, wooden chests beside it, a larger set of draws with a long, lean mirror above the vanity. Coming from the adjoining bathroom, I heard the sound of someone throwing up and without any hesitation, I slammed open the door, to find Emily on her hands and knees, her washed out and pale face hanging above the toilet. Just as our eyes met, she fell to the floor and smacked her head against the cold, hard tiles.
I ran over to her limpy and weak body, "Emily!!" I screamed at her. I lifted her head into my lap and supported her head and neck.
"Someone, please help me!!" I screamed. Emily's head began bleeding. She was loosing too much blood. I placed her weak body on the floor and searched the bathroom for bandages and any medical supplies. I found nothing! Tears rolled down my cheeks and onto Emily's pale, lifeless face. Her chest stopped moving.
"No!!!! No Emily wake up!!" I tried giving her CPR, but I'm too late. I rest my head on her chest. Tears spill down my face. I'm breathing heavily. My mind can't process, that Emily is dead. I look up as I hear the bathroom door open. My eyes open wide! "Holy shit."

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