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Rain poured, it was a sad day, even for me.

I held Tyler's hand with my head down.

Leyal carries the baby beside me. Kevin's mom was crying hysterically. I felt bad, guilty.

After Kevin's death, Tyler treated us to breakfast. It was quiet. I went to school the next morning. It was drowsy.

Everyone was whispering about Kevin's death and how he killed himself because Leyal's baby wasn't his.

They stared at me. Bridget and the group of barbies approached me before class started.

"I heard Tyler is the father of your beloved sister's baby." She laughed.

"Damn, hoes must run in your family, what a shame." Before she finished her sentence I punched her in her face as she dropped, I kept punching her and pulling her hair. A guy from one of my classes grabbed me as I kicked her head.

I sat in the office again. The principle assisted me in the room. "Another fight with Bridget, Miss Smith." He said.

I sat down. "She needed some ass whooping in her life," I yelled.

"Miss Smith, watch your language." He said.

I crossed my arms.

He sighs. "I heard the death of Kevin. I think it's too soon that you came back to school." He says.

"Perhaps Miss Smith, you take another week off. To get your head together and recollect yourself for the sake of the school and yourself." He suggests.

Tyler and Leyal picked me up early.

"When are you going to learn, Mags?" Tyler said as we walked to the truck.

I sighed. "I'm not gonna let people call me and my sister out of our names, Tyler," I said.

I stopped as Leyal gets in the passenger seat.

"What's wrong Mags?" Leyal asked.

"I'm not getting in the truck," I said walking away.

"Magan?" Leyal was going to stop me.

"Leave her. She needs to think about what's happening." Tyler says as the both get in the truck.

I got down the street from the school, I turned back then began walking but hands grabbed me.

A guy was fighting me but he managed to put me in a bear hug on the ground.

I tried to scream but his big hands covered my mouth.

"Get off of me!" I yelled in his palms.

His weight pressured me.

I cried. "Please let go!"

Kevin, please. I don't want to! I thought about the time Kevin attacked me.

A black truck approached us and he picked me up and threw me in and drove off.

I looked around screaming and panicking. "Can someone shut her up!" A guy shouted.

"Shut the fuck up fore' I make you!" Another guy yelled at me.

I followed. "Where are you taking me!?" I said. No answer.

A guy smiled at me. I looked around at the guys surrounded me.

I pushed the closest guy to me and managed to open the moving truck.

I jumped out and rolled on the concrete ground hitting every part of my body and landing on my arm and bumping my head.

I laid there in pain. I had to get up and get away from them. I thought

The truck stopped. "Don't let her get away!" One guy says.

I opened my eyes and slowly gotten up.

My arm felt broken but I ran down the street screaming for help.

They chased me down the street as I limped holding my arm.

I fell in the middle of the street and blacked out.

And that's the last thing I remembered.