Chapter 10

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Zoey's P.O.V

Maybe it was just a coincidence, I don't know. When we went into Sierra's bedroom, Harold was laying down, still conscious, holding onto his wrist. You could see the little bit of blood peeking out from under his hand that was grasping his wrist.

"What happened??" I asked.

" Tell us everything. " Cody said concerned.

" Well I got hit in the head with something and blacked out for a minute, but I-I can't remember who it was. " Harold said, still clutching his wrist.

" Can you even remember the slightest detail?" I said.

"No" he replied.

" Can you move your hand for a second? Just so I can see if something is wrong?" Lindsay said.

Harold then removed his hand from his wrist and showed her. Lindsay just looked in awe at the deep cut in his wrist, then she passed out.

" We probably need to get your wrist checked out Harold! " I said.

So in a matter of 12 minutes L'Shawna drove Harold and Lindsay off to the hospital. Something was happening and it was not a coincidence.

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