Friday pt4

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There's gonna be a new pov today!
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(Sophia's pov)

We were running pretty fast, I knew I needed to catch up to her. It was weird, she didn't run like usual, instead she just stared. Just by looking at her, you could tell she wasn't going to move. I kind of didn't want to do anything to her now. It felt like there was something wrong with her. We continued to run and she continued to use her eyes to pierce through my soul. That look on her face, it scared me. I wanted to just turn back but I couldn't. She looked directly into my eyes and sighed. Then I felt things I haven't felt for a while, sorrow and regret. Once we got there, I walked up to her. I was right in her face but she didn't move, she didn't fight me, she just stood there and looked at me. "Punch her!" Garett yelled. Garett and Lucas were behind me. Clutching my fist I looked her right in the eye and..... and..... and.... nothing, I did nothing. I uncluched my fist, and I continued staring at her. She didn't look like she was going to cry or that she was even sad or angry. Olivia just looked disappointed. This girl looked like a disappointed parent or like a girl waiting on a boy who never came. "What are you doing!?" Lucas asked. "Let's go." I said. I spent the walk home thinking about the things I said and did to that girl.

(Olivia's pov)

That was weird, I wasn't punched by Sophia. Instead, I was punched by Garett. I admit that I was suprised but I was more disappointed. When they left I just walked home. As I was walking home my eyes tended to wander and look at the other families. Tonight my eyes didn't, I just looked at anyone now. Anyone who was smiling. I got home and walked slowly in the door. "Welcome back." Kate said sweetly. She stood up and walked over. Kate did this slowly. Probably to see if I would run, I didn't. I just looked at her blankly. Four hours later and the beating was done. It felt natural, I didn't cry or even fight. Now I was in my room looking for Mark. He was hiding again. This was the norm. I found him again and rolled up my sleeve to reveal my scared arm. Now he was pressed against my arm making deep cuts. They weren't enough to kill me. But don't worry

I'm alright.........

(A/N)

I know these are kinda short but I had writers block so yeah.

Thanks _vivian_4 for supporting me and reading this.

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