A Target

ch 2

grays pov

i was walking down the hall and saw another one of Siarra's torture sessions. i have never seen this girl before but she is gorgeous. as soon a Siarra walks away i run over to her. she looks really fraile and weak. i reach out my hand and offer help. she looks at me nervously and hesitates for a second. then after 20 seconds she grabs my hand. "im grayson" i say as i pull her up from the ground. she couldn't stop shaking. i wonder whats wrong. "i-im y-y/n" she manages to get out despite her stutters. "are you ok? i saw what happened with Siarra." i politely ask. "i-i dont know w-what i d-did." she sounds confused. i should probably tell her the true side of Siarra before this goes on any longer