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Stan stood tall, towering over a smaller form that had slid down the old brick wall in fear.

He drew his fist back and before I could even attempt to react, it was flung forward with a harsh force and then a small whimper of pain practically echoed through out the area.

"Louis..." my voice cracked and I wasn't able to hold back the small sob that escaped my mouth.

"Please- help.. I'm sorry I- just once more.."

He thought I wasn't helping him on purpose? My whole heart was clenching and tears were streaming down my face. No matter how hard I tried, an unseen force was holding me back and I began kicking my limbs out everywhere in frustration and fear, attempting to free my self.

"I'm sorry, I can't.." My knees went weak, knowing I had failed someone yet again, another one was being hurt because of me.

The purple and blue boy opened his eyes and small flecks of blue shone. "Y-you're useless, I-" he was cut off by his own scream of pain. I felt as if I had just stabbed in the chest, but I hadn't.

He had, and it was my fault.

Again.

It was my fault and-

I woke up, tears making my vision blurry and sweat layering my body like skin. It felt so real..

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