... she heard a call for help. The voice was faint, and Shaina had to stop her flight, her hand frozen against the door, one motion away from flinging it open and offering an escape from the humiliation and hurt, to hear it. Just when she was beginning to think she had imagined it and she was about to make her break for it, it came again.
Weak and faint, she had to strain to make it out. Shaina looked once more at the door in front of her; at the promise of escape from this dreaded dance and the chance to crawl under her covers and sob herself into oblivion, before turning and starting down the hall.
Her shoes clicked against the tiles, echoing in the cool still air as she followed the weakening cries down the dark and deserted halls. The farther she went, the fainter the sounds of the dance behind her became, until they were nothing but the faintest hum in the distance. She was in the science wing now. The newest part of the jumbled mismatch of their campus. The rooms modern and clean, yet always with a slightly off and unsettled feeling once the lights went out.
Goosebumps raised over her skin, and Shaina ran her hands over her arms as she looked over her shoulder at the fading glimmer of light and warmth dimming behind her. A chill ran up her spine, but before she could reconsider her fool-hearted decision, a louder cry called out just a few feet down the hall from where she was. Quickening her steps, Shaina rushed to the partially closed classroom door. Shoving it open with both hands she bolted into the Biology lab, her eyes searching the shadowy interior for the source of sobbing from within.
Flicking on the lights, it took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the bright white light. Balling her shaking hands into fists Shaina took a breath and tentatively made her way around the work labs towards where she thought the sobbing was coming from. Her hand flew to her mouth holding in the scream working its way up her throat at what she found when she did.
A girl who looked maybe only a year or two older than herself sat in a pool of blood, her hands gripping at a wound in her abdomen, a discarded pair of scissors covered in the dark thick stuff laying a few feet from where she leaned against the wall. Her face was pale making the scattering a freckles stand out across the bridge of her nose, brown hair mated to her forehead, and already Shaina could make out the dark shape of a large bruise beginning to bloom on her cheekbone.
The girl reached towards Shaina, her eyes red-rimmed and pleading. "P-pl-please. Help... help me." The girl begged.
The sound of her voice, the same one that had propelled Shaina down the dark corridors drove her now into action. Shaking off the shock of finding the girl so injured, Shaina stumbled forward, hands reaching for the injured girl even as she struggled to work her cellphone from the pocket of her dress. Without a thought she kneeled beside the bleeding girl, not caring about the blood that was now soaking into the delicate fabric of the beautiful dress, or how the deep red blended in so beautifully with her dresses own colours. No, her only concern and thought was on getting the girl help. On saving her life.
Her fingers trembled as she punched in the number, tears pooling in her eyes made the numbers swim in her vision, hands slick with blood shook as she pressed the phone to her ear, she swallowed around the lump of fear and terror in her throat as she listened to the ringing. A whispered prayer on her breath until finally it clicked and there was a voice on the other end. She nearly sobbed with relief, but the girl's shallow breathing reminded her that she needed to be strong. That she couldn't collapse into the raising pool of terror and helplessness that was welling in her chest. Her wobbly voice relayed what she had found as best as she could, cracking as she relayed the girl's injuries, her eyes sweeping over the blood that now covered them both and the floor and too much of the classroom. Too much blood, there's too much. The thought had tears choking her.
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