SORRY.

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Susan walked through the hallways, her eyes lingering on the endless lockers.

She kept walking absent mindedly until she bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry." She said while picking up his fallen books and handing it over to him.

"Um... It's nothing."

"Yeah no probs." She said chuckling drily.

The boy with the face mask hurried off but turned around.

"Go out with me."

It sounded like a command and she was up for the challenge.

"Sure, why not?"

"Meet me in the abandoned area at five."
And he was off.

***
Susan didn't know how she did it but she kept going on multiple dates with him without Damian finding out.

Maybe he knew but he kept shut.
Evans Gilbert made her taste life fully but like in all relationships, theirs weren't the best.

Her friends warned her about him and his friends threatened her because of him but she stood by him, ignoring his toxicity and controlling nature.

One thing that made Evans seem more off was his gambling addiction. He'd sometimes use her as a bait for his bets and she ended up entertaining the men who at most times won the bet.

Evans would spend long hours outside but she dared not question him.
She tried to shun the feeling but...

She was afraid...

I NEED SUPPORT.
FOLLOW.

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