An Adventurous Friendship

A two-part story. Written from the perspective of Lisa Ardeen- go to Mollylollypop100's account to view Bridget's POV.

I need to get out of here. I thought to myself. Pain washed over me as I glanced down at my scraped legs. I was covered in bruises and welts, and it hurt too much to run. So I hopped to an alley way, and sat down on the cold, wet cobblestone. As I sat, I cried. It was too much pressure to think about what had just happened, and I thought it must be a dream. But it was reality. It had happened. And although it was hard to believe, I had to accept it, and do something about it.