Chained

Just thinking about her made me sick. Maybe she knew something about Mari. Maybe she was in on it all.

Maybe she helped Pepper.

I headed in after her, getting out my phone. I snapped a quick picture of her while she wasn't looking. Coincidentally, we had the same class.

So, I sat down behind her, staring her down.

A crumpled note bounced off the girls head. She gulped, hesitating before picking it up. I peeked over her shoulder, reading the torn up note.

'Were you late because you didn't take your meds again, bitch? Just don't show up to school. '

I choked on air reading it.

I normally don't feel sympathetic, especially towards people I hate.

Yet, I did. Probably since I used to be her.

Distant memories replayed in my head, never ending. It was like being forced to watch a bad movie by your parents.

The only difference was that it never stopped.