The very next day, after the bell rang, Annalise made no room for us to leave. She instead spoke aloud, "Now, for us to choose the four individuals that will be joining me in my firm."

I grabbed onto Connor's hand like my life depended on it. He grinned at me and I grinned back as we stared back at her.

"The star of the class. The student you should all be takes notes from, because they have definitely won a special place in my eyes." I felt her staring in our direction and my eyes widened. "Connor Walsh." I gasped, hugging him tightly, he hugged back.

"She'll be saying you next." He muttered against my ear and I nodded.

"Thanks." I whispered back.

Annalise went down her list, "Asher Millstone." And with each name, my hope diminished inch by inch. "Michaela Pratt." "Laurel Castillo."

I swallowed, my eyes looking down at my fingers.

"But. Our work load has increased, meaning I will need to add one more person to our firm." She stated.

Connor squeezed my hand, giving me a look that told me he figured it would be me. It had to be me.

Until it wasn't.

"Wesley Gibbons."

"Alright. All of you can go now. The five of you I've just mentioned, be at my home tomorrow afternoon. Have a good day everyone." Annalise announced.

I sighed, allowing people to slip passed me. Connor had grown accustomed to staying beside me. "She doesn't know what she's missing, Leo. You're good. Really good. You deserved that spot, way more than Wait List did."

"Clearly I didn't." I shook my head.

When the last few students passed, I stood. "Do you mind if I just go home today? I kinda wanna take a bath and just...be alone."

He nodded. "Sure. I'll see you tomorrow?"

I agreed and he walked ahead of me. I sighed a heavy sigh before making my way down the stairs, trying hard not to make eye contact with neither Annalise, nor her associates.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around my arm and I yelped in pain, yanking my arm away. They'd gotten their fingers right on top of a few of my large gouges, which allowed them to bleed once more. I cursed under my breath, wrapping a hand around my arm. It was Annalise. She stared at me in confusion.

"You don't have to explain yourself." I spat. "I'm too young for your firm. I understand, no need to reiterate it for me. I'm not an imbecile after all."

"I didn't grab you that hard." Was all she could say.

I scoffed. "As if you had to." I muttered, allowing a few tears to spill down my cheeks.

My feet found themselves pounding against the ground as I ran out of the classroom, and outside to the campus. I ran and ran all the way home, blood trickling down my arm, and tears trickling down my face.

It's all I had wanted. It's all I thought I needed. A spot in Keating's firm, right next to Connor. I needed it to be successful, because my age had truly set me back so much, and it was evident that my age was a barrier between me and Keating's firm as well, and for that is why I cried. I sat in the shower, knees pulled to my chest. I allowed the hot water to stream over my fresh wounds as tears spilled down my cheeks. Half from the pain, and half from the embarrassment I'd experienced in the class that day. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My eyebrows furrowed. "Who is it?" I yelled, pulling the curtain back.

"Bonnie. Bonnie Winterbottom." Yelled the voice back.

I groaned, shutting the water off. Why can't these people just leave me alone? Had they not had enough of me today that they had to further hurt my feelings? I hurriedly wrapped a towel around my person, completely forgetting about my arms, and opened the door. "What?"

"Can I come in?" She asked.

Sighing, I opened the door all the way. "Sorry if it's messy. I haven't had much time to unpack. Y'know, Law Student and all." I grumbled.

"Holy shit." She breathed.

"I told you it was messy." I put my fists against my hips.

"Not the mess. Your arms." She gasped, looking at my upper arms.

My eyes widened. "Shit." I muttered, grabbing a sweater from my closet. I slid it over my arms and over the towel and shook my head. "What do you want?"

Her mouth was still open wide, her breathing labored. Clearly, my wounds had shocked her. I gritted my teeth together as I pulled a pair of panties out of my dresser drawer. "Are you going to continue to gawk, or are you going to answer my damn question?" I pulled them up my legs and threw the towel down on my bed angrily.

She swallowed, returning back to reality. "You're to come to work tomorrow."

"Excuse me?" I scoffed. "Clearly I'm not old enough to be apart of all you big people, you don't need to shove it in my face. Annalise said no, so I'm not going. What's your point of coming here?"

"She changed her mind." Bonnie stated.

I licked my lips, running a hand through my soaking hair. "Annalise Keating doesn't change her mind."

"She does about you. Your age...was a barrier. It scared her. But. You're talented. She see's that, she knew that, but..."

"What changed then?" I raised a brow.

"She just changed her mind."

"She should have come herself then." I rolled my eyes, sitting on my bed. "instead of sending her messenger to do her dirty work."

Bonnie licked her lips. "What happened to your arms?"

I swallowed, tears beginning to sting my eyes. "None of your damn business."

"You opened the door with cuts all down your arms, and all across your chest. Some of them are still bleeding, and are clearly very deep. What happened?" She asked.

My bottom lip began to quiver at the thought of last nights events. "I wont say it again." I couldn't cry in front of her. I couldn't.

"If someone is hurting you, we can help." She said.

"You don't know anything about me." I raised my voice. "You know nothing about what I've experienced in my life. What I will continue to experience in my life, so don't tell me you can help. No one can help."

"Is it a boyfriend?" She continued to ask. "Someone that's told you you can't get out? Leorah, you can tell me."

"Get out." Tears began to spill down my cheeks. "Please. Leave. I don't want you here anymore, okay? So please go."

She pursed her lips. "I'm sorry I pushed too hard..."

"Go." I cried.

She nodded, "Okay." and so she walked out, leaving me to sob against the door. This isn't how I pictured this day going last night...

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