Drowning ✔

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Victoria came back with more bruises and Lola was ready to rip someone apart limb from limb. Despite all the efforts she put in to try to make Samantha stop, and now Tyra, it wouldn't work. They would always attack her when she wasn't around. It was very cowardly and very aggravating.

Tears were rolling down Victoria's face as Lola dabbed at her wounds with a wet paper towel. She was sitting against the wall as her knees folded up. Her face scrunched up every time the paper towel made contact with her open wound. 

She continued to whisper sweet nothings as she sobbed uncontrollably. Her voice was hiccuping slightly and her expression looked so defeated.

Victoria looked up at her friend with swollen and dead looking swirling pools and asked, "Am I really that worthless? That they would target me like that?"

Lola's eyes widened as she dropped the blood covered crinkled brown clump. She was quick to wrap her in an embrace.

"No! Where did you get that idea from?"

"I just feel so hopeless, they've made me feel this way. It's like no one wants me here. It's better if I end it all. That way my existence won't burden anyone."

She could feel tears sparking in her own eyes now. Then, her eyes drift onto her sleeve, where it was slightly ridden up. Lola could see something pink, although she wasn't sure what. She lifted the sleeve, though Victoria took notice and tried to push her away.

When she lifted it up, she saw fresh looking scars. They were all aligned in rows and some blood peaking through.

Lola covered her mouth and started to cry out in distress, "Oh Victo-"

The door flew open. There stood Riley so distraught and ready to murder someone. He quickly wrapped Victoria up in his arms.

And Lola just sat there, in a pool of her tears as she slowly sunk farther downwards.