Harley

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The walk home was cold, the fog was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I held my jacket as close as i possibly could and kept on, my feet ache and my eyes drip with tears from the freezing air. There's a girl, a few feet ahead of me her silhouette disappears and reappears within my sight. As i pass her in my hurry to get home, i can see that she is one of the students from my high school, a junior i think that makes me her elder by a year. I was lost in the thought of finding her name when i was pushed to the ground. I was going to give the culprit a piece of my mind but when i turned around i was splattered by a thick warm liquid. I look down to see.

blood.

the girl from before was on the ground with no signs of life, and a bullet hole in her stomach. when i look up i see a hooded figure running towards me with a gun in one hand a a knife in the other. i felt helpless, all i could do is sit there and scream. the man was almost there when the girl on the ground grabbed his leg making him fall. she struggles to her feet and runs, dragging me behind her. i couldn't help but cry, my vision blurred form the tears i let spill from my eyes. we turn into an alley where the girl drops to the ground clutching her wound. i run over to her and look it over. she tries to speak.

¨look¨ she whispers.

¨what?¨ i ask dumbfounded.

¨go look¨she struggles at every breath. i nod in understanding and run to the alleys entrance. I peek around the corner to see no sign of the man that attacked us. were safe. i sigh in relief and go to tell the girl. she looks like she fell asleep.

¨No hey wake up we still gotta get out of here¨ i say running over to her. ¨your still hurt you have to wake up.¨ she doesn't budge. the blood still pours from her open wound, but shes not breathing. ¨Wake up! wake up please! you need to wake up!¨ i start to shake her in a violent attempt to wake the sleeping girl. i press my head against her chest to hear the weak

Thump

Thump

Thump

then

Nothing.

i sob into her chest holding her close. i hear the sirens in the distance. everything else was a blur. i was questioned and treated then they sent me home. i walk into the bathroom to scrub her blood off of my skin. i cry in the shower until cant feel anything. steam fills the bathroom as i open the shower door and head to the mirror.¨i didn't even know your name.¨ i say to myself.

¨its Quinn.¨

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