Chapter 2

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Emily's POV:

I hurry down the hallway to Computer Science. I quickly walk into the classroom, to my seat in the back. I reach into my bag and grab out a small bit of wrap and quickly do a sloppy job at bandaging the cuts. I log into the computer and get started on the assignment.

I do the work quickly and email it to him. I then wait for about someone to finish. I watch a person, get up and walk out the door. I wait 5 minutes then get up and walk out. My teacher allows us to leave if we finish early as long as there is only 20 minutes left of school. Which there is.

I walk to my locker in the B wing and grab my Calculus textbook and I gently place it in the back of my bag. I take out my anatomy textbook and put it in there also. 

Then hurry off to the bathroom. I walk into the bathroom. I get a wet paper towel and I walk into one of the stalls, and undo the sloppy wrap job I did earlier. I grab out I open my bag and grab the wrap out, and start to dab the water on my wrists cleaning up the cuts he reopened. 'He is not going to control me, that is for sure.' I think. I stop dabbing the paper towel, and begin carefully wrapping my wrists. Once I finish, I grab my bag, and walk out, throwing the paper towel and the wrap in the trash. 

I start walking to the front door exit of the school. I walk down the stairs, walk past the library and take a left. And head down the main hallway to the the main exit. When I see the security desk I stop and grab my id out of the front pocket of my backpack. Then begin walking again.

"Where you heading?" The security guard asks, when I hand her my id to scan.

"The library." I smile at her. "How was your day?"

"It was good. Yours?"

"It was decent."

"Why don't you use the school's library Ms. Emily?" She asks scanning my id.

"The public one has longer hours open, and I like it there. Plus, if I don't have to use the school library. I won't, it is not well stocked well maintained, it isn't organized, it is a pain for me."

"That makes sense." She shrugs. "Her you go Ms." Handing me the id. 

"Thank you." I say taking it and turning around, and walking out the doors. 

I walk outside, I follow the path/sidewalk till it splits into two different sidewalks. I take the left path, and walk to the sidewalk. I follow it go past the back of the school, to the "Bad side" of town. I hop of the sidewalk and cross the street. I hurry to the "main street" of the "bad side" of town. I walk down the street for about 3 minutes. When I finally see the build.

I look up at it, and walk up to the double doors and push them open. Instantly the familiar musky scent of sweat, and fear fills my nose. I walk into Sierra's gym. I walk straight over to her office. Past a few men lifting weights and a few using a punching bag. And confidently knock on her door. She comes and opens it.

"Halo what you doing here?" She asks. "Come in." 

"C. I know it is probably a bad time." I say walking into the office.

"It isn't." She tells me. "What is going on?"

"I want to fight tonight."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yeah, I want to. C please."

"Okay. I know you didn't just visit right after school because you want to fight. Halo what is on your mind?" She asks. I look into her crystal blue eyes. Looking at her long jet black hair with sapphire blue tips. "Em talk to me."

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