We both stood there. Unsure of future events. Maia's best guy friend walked over to me and slammed me against the locker, making me drop everything. He had my wrists really tight. I couldn't move. Ross was standing by Maia now. Such a hypocrite. He had left me. Go figure.
Maia walked over now, Ross behind her; I was struggling for air at this point.
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What the hell am I suppose to do? She looks so scared. She looks at me with pleading eyes; the corridor starts to get more condensed with people. Just staring. Derek dropped her to the floor, coughing her guts out from being held so tight. Why is her arm, purple?
Maia starts to kick her in the gut, as she whimpers for it to stop.
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"Mess with me again, bitch. You'll wish you'd never been born" her angry face told me, whilst I was struggling for air. It starts to go blurry...
