Chapter 10:

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"What happened?!" I freaked as I asked the guy. He searched for my body finally grabbed my wrist,leading me to his hand. It was covered in slimy wet stuff. Blood.

"I'll be fine,keep crawling!" He reassured me,but I told him I wasn't leaving without him. "Just go! My Pop wants you,not me!" He whispered which turned into a small yell.

"I. Said. No." I told him,"Does he beat you? L-like abuse?" I croaked out. I could tell he looked down,ashamed. "Please.." I looked at what I thought was his face. I really wish we had a light in here.

"Yes." That's all that had come out.

"Why?" I said trying not to cry. "Why does he do this?"

"I don't know."

"Well how can you even put up wi-" he cut me off.

"I SAID, I. DON'T. KNOW." He was getting frustrated.

"Sorry,"I said quietly. I felt his hand again. Blood was still coming out.

"Do you know what you cut it on? I wish it wasn't so goddamned dark in here." I needed light,he was real hurt and needed help ASAP.

"Glass I think? I don't even know. Maybe metal?" Oh gosh! He could get Tetanus.

"Have you had your Tetanus shots?" I asked with concern.

"Tetanus? That sounds like some fancy sport rich people play,not a disease. 'Course I ain't got 'em! I'm from the country y'all." He did a deep southern accent that I had to laugh at.

"Well,we still gotta get out of here. It's hot as hell!" I searched my surroundings. No other passageway.

"I'm gonna go a little further,okay? I just wanna make sure we didn't pass up our turn." He said okay and I went up a bit further.

"You can still hear me right?" The boy asked. I wanted him to keep talking to me,so I wouldn't go too far for me to forget.

"Uh-huh! Loud and clear!" I assured him. Going a little further with my hands on the sides of this dirt tunnel,I think I found the entrance.

"I think it's right here! Can you hear me?" I yelled down the dark tunnel.

"Yeah,I'm coming. OUCH! Okay,I'll be there soon. I just gotta hobble on one arm and two legs." I had to help him. Crawling back,I had him put his arm around my shoulder and we hobbled together.

Finally making it there,I let him go in front of me,so I could help him crawl easier. We had gotten out,and SUNSHINE! Beautiful sunshine! I felt the sun in my skin. I held out my arms and took it all in.

Coming back to realization,I went over to see the boy's hand. It was dropping with blood. I gasped and took his hand in mine,examining the almost 2 inch deep cut.

"Looks like a pipe,"he said. "Yeah,pipe.." He added. No pain showed on his face.

"Are you,like NOT in pain right now? Because if this were me,I would be crying. Just saying." I said in confusion. He shook his no,so I shrugged and yanked it out with my nails. He winced a bit,but barely anything.

"Awesome!" He high-fived me (with his good hand), and we started walking. We were literally in the middle of nowhere.

We walked around for what felt like hours,and it probably was. We were talking about various things. Cats, parents,being an only child,just stuff. He was really funny,and he good song and rap really good! He said that he had written a few songs with his ex-best friend.

"Ex-best friend?" I questioned.

"Yeah,before that stupid camp he'd gone to.." He gone frustrated.

"Sorry,I didn't mean to get you all mad and stuff. You don't have to tell me if you don't wanna" I apologized.

"No,it's fine,I wanna tell you!" He was so sweet!

"It was last summer,right before this year. My friend,lets call him...Zack! Yeah,Zack,said that we were gonna spend all summer together. I had gotten real excited because we had been best friends since kinder. We literally wore the same exact shirt on the first day of kindergarten. Ever since,we've been best friends. We started writing music together because people said I could rap like Eminem and that Zack could sing really well. I could sing too. So,we started writing we wrote a song called 'Paradise' and people loved it! We were popular for once. See,we were really nerdy and stuff we has theater together and that's when people said we should sing and write music. A record label found our song,and we wrote even more songs! Then,during summer,I had everything planned out what we were gonna do and he comes and tells me that he's going to a sports camp. I was real upset,but I said that it was fine if he went. He came back acting like a douche and a total poser. His friends are nice,but he's like the 'leader' of the group. I know his friends,they're in some of my classes. They say that they don't wanna say anything to Zack because he'll do something bad. Like worse than beat them up. So,I just don't really talk to him. He doesn't even remember me probably. I don't pay him no mind anyways."

I couldn't help but cry. I don't even know why,I just did. It kinda reminded of how Gilinsky was all douchey, except I couldn't ever picture him singing. That,my friend,would hurt your ears.

"Hey,can I ask you a crazy question?"

"Uhh..yeah sure?" He was hesitant.

"Can you sing for me right now?" I smiled. He was shocked.

"R-right now?" His voice cracked as he stuttered.

"Yeah!" I said,full of joy.

"Uh,okay. I have a few songs. Distance,Paradise, Flights, Doing it Right,etc." he explained.

"How about..Distance. That one sounds good!"

He cleared his throat and I chuckled.

🎶Missed calls and ignored texts andLate night, I'm stayin' up stressin'

Girl I got you on my mind

I swear this happens every time (yeah)

But what about our last fight?

Yeah I know it happened last night

You can put that in the past right?

I'm just tryna' live the fast life (uh)

And what's love without trust girl?

And what's love without lust girl?

I've been thinkin' bout us girl

I've been thinkin' bout

So what do we do now?

Everything we built, we broke it

It's all shattered and broken

I can't get you outta my head

Its all fallin' down

Time that we get goin'

Things you never told me

I thought you were the one🎶

I was simply amazed,blown away by what I had heard.

"Wh-I-Wow. That's was-I'm speechless hah,I don't even know what to say. You're really good. Like REALLY good! You and your friend, Zack wrote that?!" I was just so blown away.

"Who's Za-oh,yeah!! ZACK and I had written that." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Okay. What's his name?" I asked, not buying this.

"You already know who. Why ask?"

I did know who it was. "I thought it was just my thoughts but-" I stopped myself.

Oh my God. I know EXACTLY what had happened on Tuesday.

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